He was thrusting deeper, her moans were now louder. He looked down. Her eyes were closed, her body stretched and her hands were gripping the bed rails. She was moaning his name. Oh, how he loved it when she did that. He run his hands up her perfect figure, feeling her curves. She whimpered lightly and Tenzin leaned down, to plant kisses all over her breasts, neck and face, leaving love bites on her perfect, porcelain skin.
"Tenzin... Harder!" she groaned, throwing her arms around his neck, to hold him close. Her nails dug in his skin. He moaned lightly, his thrusts became more and more forceful. She screamed, feeling like he would rip her in two, every minute now. "Cum, Lin..." he breathed. ...
"Tenzin... Tenzin!"
Tarrlok's voice cause Tenzin to jump from his seat. "Yes, what?" he breathed. The rest of the Coincil members were looking at him, their eyebrows raised. "Are you in here, or not?" Tarrlok asked. Tenzin's thick eyebrows furrowed. "Of course I am, Tarrlok. What kind of question is this?"
"Judging from the way you starre away and how you haven't disagreed on whatever I have proposed, I'd say your mind is elsewhere..." Tarrlok continued. Tenzin grumbled. "I let my mind travel for a second. That doesn't mean I'm not listening!" he argued.
"Anyways..." Tarrlok sighed. "I was just saying we are closing today's meeting..." Tenzin nodded and raised from his seat, heading out. He had let himself get away again. What was happening to him now? He and Lin had been apart for more than twenty years and he hardly ever thought of her.
Well, he did miss her at times, but now, all he could think of was her squirming under his body. He felt himself hardening under his yellow airbender robes and he swallowed. He needed an excuse to see her, right now and thankfully, he had one.