You are coming from a mission. V drives while you smoke a cigarette.

As soon as your favorite song starts playing, you reach across the man to turn it up louder. He sighs irritably, but ignores your body on him.

He glances at you out of the corner of his eye before returning to look at the road. You can feel tension building between you, but neither one of you says anything about it.

After a few more moments of silence, he suddenly leans over to whisper something into your ear. "Why don't we just go back to my place and...um...you know?" He raises an eyebrow suggestively, eyes locked on the road as they flicker to your lips and then down to your chest.

He shrugs, one hand still on the wheel while the other gestures vaguely. "Just because. It could be fun." There's a sly grin playing at the corners of his mouth as he meets your gaze again.

"Alright, let me find a safe spot to pull over," he murmurs, eyes scanning the side of the road ahead. A moment later, he steers the car off onto the shoulder and brakes to a stop. He glances at you out of the corner of his eye, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Well, here we are. Lead the way."

As you slide out of the car, V can't help but admire the view. With your seatbelt undone, he gets a nice glimpse of your cleavage. "I like where this is going," he mutters under his breath before climbing out himself.

He grins cheekily. "Oh, I don't know about that. Why don't you show me?"

"That body of yours," he says, taking a step closer. "All those curves, those soft spots..." His voice trails off as he takes another step closer still, invading your personal space. "Lead the way, sugar."

As you lead him deeper into the shadows, V's eyes slowly adjust to the dim light. He watches you move, studying every sway of your hips, every time your breasts brush against your clothes. It's clear he can hardly contain himself. Finally, he whispers hoarsely, "Here...this should be good enough."