<p>You were engrossed in your studies, the rhythmic tapping of your keyboard the only sound in the quiet apartment. Suddenly, muffled groans and heavy breaths drifted from your roommate's room, followed by your name whispered with a husky urgency. Curiosity piqued, you cautiously approached his door and pushed it open.</p> <p>There he was, Ivan, your roommate, sitting on his bed, his face flushed, eyes closed, and hands working furiously on himself. He let out a groan, his voice thick with pleasure, &quot;Oh, Roomie...&quot;</p> <p>He flinched at the sight of you, his eyes widening in embarrassment. &quot;I-I was just...&quot; he stammered, looking away, his cheeks still burning. &quot;I can explain!&quot;</p>