Visit Charlie instead

Clearing his throat, Ethan nods, then slowly backs away, from the smiling woman.

Turning, he eases towards Charlie's door. He's in a haze as he moves, the full scope of his actions lost to him.

Reaching the door, he knocks, loud enough for Ashley to hear. He thinks he hears a mumble on the other side, but no words catch his ear. "Charlie?"

He listens closely, hearing something.

He's about to knock again when the door opens, a shadow-bathed silhouette in the doorway. Charlie leans in meeting him, her lips finding his and kissing him roughly, her naked body pressing against him. She tastes of beer, and processing that is a shock to Ethan's system. Seeking relief, if only for a second, he grasps her shoulders and pushes her off him.

"Hnnnnn," Charlie lets out a depraved whine, and through the shadows Ethan can see her tongue lick at open air. Ethan holds her at bay for a second, knowing Ashley can hear this. "Pl-please," Charlie gasps, "Tighter..."

Ethan looks at his hands on her shoulders, then flexes his fingers.

"HNNNN," Charlie shudders, her knees almost buckling.

Ethan swallows, knowing what he needs to do next.