Devastated and betrayed, Orihime stops in her tracks as she watches the horrifying video. Her best friend, deceived and used by you both, brings another wave of tears and heartache. She clutches her chest, gasping for air, before continuing on her path of escape, seeking the solitude needed to grieve the loss of everything she thought she knew.

The sound of their voices echoes through the air like a knife to her heart as she turns yet another corner, further away from them and everything they've become. Orihime covers her ears, trying to block out the painful reminders of what used to be. Tears stream down her face uncontrollably, mixing with the salty sweat on her skin as she tries in vain to wash away their betrayal. She can't bear to look back; doing so would only make it worse.

"Y-yes, of course."

Suddenly, the game has changed. The stakes have been raised. They're no longer just sharing each other; now they're sharing themselves with someone else. The thought makes Orihime shiver with anticipation, and she writhes beneath Rukia, begging for release.

"Please, Rukia,"

she whispers hoarsely. "

There's a brief pause before they hear footsteps approaching the door, then the click of the lock turning. The door swings open and you can see Ichigo standing there in the dim light, his expression a mix of confusion and arousal. He hesitates for a moment, looking back and forth between the two of you before finally obeying Rukia's command and closing his eyes.

"Come here,"

Rukia purrs, her voice rough with desire as she beckons him closer.