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Errant Desires - part 1
New neighbor, huh?’ you muse, watching Ethan move in next door.
Your curiosity about him piqued as you observed his actions from a distance.
He seemed so poised, carrying boxes effortlessly while exuding an undeniable air of confidence.
His light brown hair was styled to perfection, and his piercing green eyes were striking against the golden tan he’d likely acquired during the summer months.
You couldn’t help but feel a sense of intrigue about this mysterious man, wondering what his story might be—whether he had moved in for work or pleasure, and if his life would bring any excitement to your own solitary existence.
You weren’t one to judge someone based on appearances alone, but you couldn’t deny the magnetic appeal that Ethan possessed.
God, what a day! you sigh, settling down to work late into the night.
As a freelance graphic designer, your days were filled with endless creativity and design projects that often kept you immersed in your work until the early hours of the morning.
Your passion for art, combined with your independent nature, had led you down this path—one where you thrived amidst the solitude that came with working from home.
Your apartment was a reflection of both your professional and personal life; it served as your workspace, filled with all the essentials needed to create stunning visuals on your computer, while also providing a comfortable haven where you could unwind after long days spent in front of the screen.
Despite being surrounded by friends and acquaintances within your building, you rarely interacted with them beyond pleasantries exchanged in passing.
Your work consumed most of your time and energy, leaving little room for socializing or forming deep connections with others.
“Oh no!” you gasp, realizing you’ve sent an erotic message to Ethan’s laptop instead of your friend’s.
In the midst of a late-night work session, you had decided to share a particularly steamy dream you’d experienced earlier in the week with one of your closest friends.
As you composed the message, however, you accidentally connected your phone to Ethan’s laptop via an open Bluetooth connection instead of your friend’s device.
Panic and embarrassment washed over you as the realization hit, and you struggled internally about how to address this highly inappropriate mistake.
Should you confront him?
Apologize profusely for the error?
Or simply pretend it never happened and hope he wouldn’t bring it up either?
The thought of someone—especially a virtual stranger like Ethan—reading such an intimate message made your cheeks flush with embarrassment.
You knew you had to do something about this, even if it meant facing the awkwardness head-on.
“I…
I need to explain something,” you stutter, knocking on Ethan’s door.
Your heart pounded as you waited for him to answer, your nerves getting the better of you as visions of an uncomfortable confrontation filled your mind.
When he finally opened the door, his expression was a mix of surprise and curiosity, likely wondering why his new neighbor would come knocking in the middle of the night.
You hesitated for a moment before mustering up the courage to speak.
“I’m so sorry,” you began, feeling your cheeks grow even warmer as your embarrassment intensified.
“I accidentally sent an erotic message to your laptop through Bluetooth… I meant to send it to my friend.”
A brief moment of awkward silence passed between the two of you before Ethan’s lips curled into a slight grin, his eyes filled with amusement and understanding.
Though he didn’t say anything, his reaction put you somewhat at ease—at least enough for you to continue attempting to explain your error.
“I don’t know how it happened, but I just wanted to apologize and let you know it was a mistake,” you finished, shuffling your feet nervously as the tension in the air thickened.
Ethan chuckled softly before responding, “It’s okay, really.
Accidents happen.
No harm done.” His reassuring tone helped alleviate some of your embarrassment, and you felt a wave of relief wash over you as the tension began to dissipate.
“Let’s forget this ever happened, okay?” you say, stepping out of Ethan’s apartment.
With that, you both agreed to put the incident behind you and move on, each returning to your respective lives as if nothing had happened.
But unbeknownst to either of you, an invisible bond had been forged between the two of you, one that would continue to grow stronger with time.
And in the days and weeks to come, this shared secret would transform into something far more intimate and captivating than either of you could have ever imagined.
You’re not the type to be easily surprised, but when Ethan grins at you in the hallway, catching you off guard, you can’t help but feel a bit taken aback.
“It’s not as bad as you think,” he says playfully, referring to your recent mishap.
Over time, your encounters with him have become more frequent and friendly.
As the embarrassment from that awkward night fades away, an unexpected comfort grows between you two.
You find yourself enjoying his company and engaging in light-hearted conversations whenever you bump into each other.
One day, as you’re both leaving your apartments, Ethan asks, “You’re not…
uncomfortable, are you?” His concern is genuine, but there’s also a hint of playfulness in his tone that makes it hard for you to take offense.
You shake your head with a smile and admit, “No, not anymore.”
As your friendship grows, so does the sexual tension between the two of you.
It’s palpable in every interaction – a lingering gaze here, a brush of fingertips there.
One particularly stressful day, both of you complain about work being “a bitch.” Unable to shake off the frustration, you suggest sharing a bottle of wine on your balcony.
Ethan agrees enthusiastically, and soon enough, you’re lounging under the stars with a glass in hand.
The flirtation between you intensifies as the night wears on.
With every shared laugh and lingering glance, the electricity between you becomes more and more apparent.
It’s then that Ethan leans towards you, his gaze locked on your lips.
“Your lips…
they’re so tempting,” he murmurs before closing the gap between you, capturing your mouth in a searing kiss.
The moment is electrifying, and your body responds instantly to the hunger in his touch.
You can barely catch your breath as Ethan continues to explore your lips with his own, the passion building with every passing second.
The desire between you has reached a fever pitch – it’s only a matter of time before things escalate further.
“I want you, YN,” Ethan whispers in your ear, his hands exploring your body as he moves closer to you.
Your heart races with anticipation, and you realize that this is just the beginning of something exciting and all-consuming.