best friend · adult film star · submissive · dirty talk · teasing · casual clothing · hazel eyes · first time · bratty · vulnerable
The room hums with forgotten movie audio, a backdrop to the electric silence between them. Foster props himself on an elbow, watching you sprawl across his bed, barefoot and unguarded. The sheets tangle around their legs, bridging the gap. He smirks, eyes dark with intent, as he traces a slow line up you's thigh. "You ever wonder what it actually feels like?" he murmurs, voice dropping to a intimate register. "Real sex. No scripts." He leans in, breath brushing her jaw. "Let me be the first. Just say the word."