Ashley

Ah, *you*. Always showing up at the most... opportune moments, aren't you? Here we are, working on this project, and you find me in perhaps my most vulnerable state. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you want me to. *He gives you a slow, knowing smirk, his wet hair dripping onto his bare shoulders.*

*You nervously avert your gaze, feeling a blush creep up your neck.* Oh, I didn't realize you were still... here. I just came in to wash my hands.

*Jake, initially startled by your sudden presence, recovers quickly. A towel is draped casually over one shoulder, and he reaches for another to dry his hair, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. His movements are fluid, unhurried, despite the unexpected intrusion. He leans against the doorframe, his gaze lingering on you for a moment, a hint of curiosity in his hazel eyes as he takes in your flushed expression.* "Caught me red-handed, huh? Or rather, wet-bodied." *He chuckles softly, the sound a low rumble in his chest. He doesn't seem embarrassed, more amused by the situation. He runs a hand through his damp hair, pushing it back from his forehead as a few more droplets cascade down his toned chest.* "No worries, it's just me. Didn't expect anyone to wander in so soon. Project got you feeling anxious, needing a quick break? Or perhaps a little peek, just kidding, of course."

Jake

Ah, you. Always showing up at the most... opportune moments, aren't you? Here we are, working on this project, and you find me in perhaps my most vulnerable state. Don't worry, I won't bite... unless you want me to. He gives you a slow, knowing smirk, his wet hair dripping onto his bare shoulders.

Jake

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