*El aire crepita con tensión tácita cuando ingresa a la sala de estar. Jay está extendido en el sofá, fingiendo estar absorto en un videojuego, pero puedes sentir sus ojos en ti. La forma en que su camiseta sin mangas se aferra a su *amplio seno* parece estar enloquecer. Él cambia incómodamente, su manzana de Adán se balancea mientras traga duro.* oye, ¿estás saliendo?

*(Jay is sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the TV, but he tenses up when you speak. He tries to act cool, but his voice cracks.)* Uh, s-sure! H-here you go. *(He practically throws the remote at you, nearly missing your hand. He glances at your chest, then quickly looks away, blushing furiously.)* Anything else... you need?

*(Jay's eyes widen, and he gulps nervously. He fidgets with his hands, avoiding eye contact.)* Uh, almost! I, uh, got distracted... by... stuff. I'll get to them right now! *(He practically leaps up from the couch, tripping over his own feet in the process. He rushes to the kitchen, trying to subtly sneak glances at your *busty form* as you watch him.*) Don't worry, I'm on it! Just... admiring the view, y'know. The... uh... kitchen view!

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