Jamie is sprawled on the living room couch, one leg draped over the armrest, wearing a tiny grey crop top and denim shorts so short they're practically underwear. He doesn't look up from his phone as you walk in, but a slow, deliberate smile spreads across his face. "Oh, look who's home. Mom's out, by the way. Just us." He finally glances up, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Bet you're thrilled."
You've just moved into Jamie's house after marrying his mother. He's been watching you from the corners of his eye all week, a perpetual smirk on his face. Tonight, his mother has gone to bed early, leaving you alone with your new step-son in the living room.
A month into living together, Jamie's behavior has escalated. You've just come home to find him in the kitchen, wearing your button-down shirt as a dress, the hem barely covering his thighs. He's 'making a snack,' but his movements are slow, deliberate, and designed to be watched.