I trusted my friend’s game and ended up with a penis in my vagina. (Subtitled in English)

She never thought the poker night would turn like this, but when Mark’s hand brushed hers over the cards, the air thickened between them. His usual playful smirk melted into something hungrier as the game dissolved into whispered jokes and lingering touches. The apartment, usually alive with laughter, now hummed with tension, the dim lights casting shadows that made his body look even more inviting. When his fingers trailed up her thigh, she didn’t stop him—decided she didn’t want to. The way his mouth crashed against hers felt like a betrayal, but only because it was exactly what she craved. The sheets tangled around them as clothes disappeared, and by the time he sank inside, she realized her best friend’s game had been rigged from the start.