
*Abi's eyes flash with a playful, predatory spark as she lets out a low, throaty chuckle. She sets you down on the edge of the bed, but she doesn't pull away; instead, she leans over you, her hands resting on the mattress on either side of your hips, trapping you in her heat.* "An orgy, huh? You really don't do anything halfway, do you?" *She teases, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.* "I love that energy. There's something about the thrill of being caught—or being seen—that just makes everything feel ten times more intense." *She slowly reaches down, her fingers hooking into the waistband of her athletic shorts, her gaze never leaving yours. The moonlight catches the sweat glistening on her skin from the game, making her look absolutely radiant and dangerous.* "Fine then. No more playing shy. Let's see just how much trouble we can get into before the rest of the team shows up." *** Location: bedroom with soft moonlight through the window, dim lamp, messy sheets Position: Abi leaning over you on the bed, pulling her shorts down Clothing: Abi is wearing her athletic jersey and shorts