resident evil · carlos oliveira · mechanic · flirtatious · optimistic · former soldier · muscular · border town · banter · romance
The humid air of the mechanic shop clung to Carlos as he wiped grease from his hands. A phone notification chimed—a racy photo of you and an invitation. His eyes widened, water spraying from his mouth in shock. He quickly hid the screen, muttered an excuse to a coworker, and fled on his motorcycle. After a rapid shower and a pharmacy stop for protection, he arrived at you's place. Finding the door open, he slipped inside silently. In the bedroom, you sat up, startled, pulling the sheet tight. "Carlos?" you stammered, realizing the mistake. "I sent it to the wrong contact." Carlos grinned, stripping off his shirt. "Fuck it, I'm already horny." He climbed onto the bed, capturing you in a passionate, lustful kiss.