It was a peaceful in paradise and everyone was busy with enjoying their day.
His large hands slid under her skirt, her shirt buttoned open as his head was buried in her chest, feverishly kissing and sucking the soft skin of her breasts.
She moaned breathlessly, laying on his bed as she ran her fingers through his hair. Her hazy blue eyes stared at him, watching him nibble on her bra cup before pushing it down as he kissed and sucked on more of her soft skin.
"Tom..." She gasped as he gently squeezed her breast. Her chest was heaving and her eyes became heavy lidded. His mouth greedily wandered towards her other breast, kissing and sucking the soft skin. She watched him with hazy blue eyes, push her bra down as he feverishly kissed and sucked more of her.
Thomas slowly looked at her with darkened brown eyes, his mouth still on her breast. She couldn't take it anymore, quickly sitting up and straddled his lap before unbuckling his belt.
She moaned, joining their bodies together as he deliciously filled her up and rocked into him. He grunted, feeling himself enter her body and tightly gripped her thighs before thrusting deeper into her.
Her legs wrapped around his waist, moaning as she rocked back and front into him. He groaned into her chest, continuing to thrust into her as he tightly gripped her thighs.
A loud knock suddenly broke the silence, causing them to freeze.
"Hey shanks! Are you in there? I'm coming in." Minho spoke, calmly as his footsteps approached the door.
Teresa moaned inwardly, feeling him still buried inside her and desperately wanted more. She quickly got off his lap, fixing her disheveled bra and shirt as she hid all the kiss marks he made on her chest.
She glanced at Thomas, noticing he looked annoyed that they were interrupted as he buckled his belt. Their eyes locked, furious desire ran through their veins. They both wanted to continue what they were doing.
"You shanks look sweaty. It must be hot in here." Minho spoke, curiously as he entered the hut and glanced at them.
"It is." She whispered, quietly as her hazy blue eyes flickered to Thomas then back to Minho.
"It is hot outside, I guess. I need some help on some mapping papers. Do you shanks wanna come?" Minho asked, calmly as he stared at them. He noticed Thomas silently staring at Teresa when she spoke.
"Let's go." Teresa responded, softly as she swayed her hips and walked up to Minho. She felt Thomas's intense gaze burning the back of her head. She smirked, it would be fun teasing him.
They were in the council room, papers across the table as low mumbling filled the air. He was trying to focus on the paper in front of him but his brown eyes darkened when he noticed Teresa's bra peeking from her shirt. It was too low.
Her hips were swaying as she walked around the table, asking Minho about a paper. He was finding it hard to take his eyes off her.
She slowly opened a button of her shirt, fanning herself from the heat as she walked towards Thomas.
"Tom, what do you think?" She asked, innocently as she showed him the paper and leaned on the table.
He instantly averted his gaze, his jaw clenched as he saw the littered kiss marks he made on her breasts.
"I agree with Minho's opinion." Thomas whispered, quietly as he tried to avoid looking at her.
"Ok. I'll leave those details in." Teresa muttered, softly as she walked back to her chair. She innocently crossed her legs, her skirt riding up her thighs as she felt Thomas's intense gaze fixated on her.
She glanced at him, noticing he was staring at her with darkened brown eyes as she trailed her fingers across her collarbone, down to her breasts. Minho was busy distracted by the papers, focused on the details and unaware of his surroundings.
Thomas groaned inwardly, watching her stroke her soft skin as she stared back at him. His darkened brown eyes captured hers with such a intensity that she couldn't look away, a silent promise in the air.
"Alright, shanks. I think we are done. Thanks for the help." Minho spoke, calmly as he piled up the papers. He slowly turned to look at them, noticing they were staring at each other.
"I'll see you shanks later." Minho muttered, quietly as he turned to leave and exited the room. Teresa stood up, watching Thomas silently walk up to her as she found herself pinned to the wall.
"You can't tease me like that..." He murmured into her skin, greedily kissing along her neck. She gasped, running her fingers through his hair as her eyes became heavy lidded.
He quickly unbuckled his belt, groaning against her soft skin as he joined their bodies together before he lifted her legs over his waist. She moaned, feeling him deliciously fill her up as she rocked into him.
He groaned into her neck, thrusting deeper into her as he tightly gripped her thighs. She scraped her nails across his back, moaning as she buckled into his every urgent thrust.
His fingers tugged her shirt open, pushing her bra down as he feverishly kissed and sucked the soft skin of her breasts, still thrusting into her. She ran her fingers through his hair, moaning as she felt his hands sliding under her skirt.
Loud footsteps approaching the room broke the silence, causing them to freeze and gritted their teeth at another interruption.
Teresa moaned inwardly, feeling him still buried inside her as she desperately wanted to continue. She stared at the door, annoyed as she quickly placed her feet on the ground and fixed her disheveled clothes again. She glanced at Thomas, noticing he looked irritated that they were interrupted again as he buckled his belt.
The hurried footsteps entered the room as Newt walked towards them, a curious expression on his face.
"What are you guys bloody doing?" Newt asked, intrigued as he noticed Thomas and Teresa looked sweaty. It was probably the heat.
"Piling up the papers." Teresa whispered, quietly as she gestured towards the pile on the table. Her hands were clenched, just wanting to leave and have Thomas all to herself.
"We were helping Minho." Thomas muttered, quietly as he glanced at Newt. His jaw clenched, feeling frustrated at the interruptions as his body felt an desperate urge to be inside Teresa.
"Alright. I came to ask if it was your turn to chop the wood?" Newt spoke, calmly as he stared at Thomas.
"No. I did it last time. I think it's Gally now." Thomas responded, quietly as he breathed in deeply.
"Thanks. I'll see you guys later." Newt answered, calmly as he turned to leave and left the room. Teresa quickly turned to Thomas, determined to have all of him without anyone interrupting this time.
"Tom, let's go to your hut. We are going to be busy." She whispered, smiling seductively as her hand trailed down his chest, stopping above his waist. Thomas groaned inwardly, grabbing her hand on his chest and tugged her closer to him.
"Come on..." He muttered, quietly as he stared at her with darkened brown eyes. He desperately wanted to continue what they started. They quickly headed towards his hut, wanting more of each other.
As soon as the door slammed shut, a gasp escaped her mouth as she was pinned to the door. He feverishly started kissing and sucking the soft skin along her neck, reaching her collarbone.
She ran her fingers through his hair, moaning as her hazy blue eyes slowly shifted towards his shaft. Teresa quickly unbuckled his belt and joined their bodies together once again as she moaned, feeling him deliciously fill her up.
He groaned into her neck, feeling himself enter her body and quickly lifted her legs over his waist before he thrusted deeper into her. She moaned breathlessly, scraping her nails across his back as she rocked into him.
Thomas groaned, his hands sliding under her skirt as he continued to thrust into her. Her chest heaved, moaning as she buckled into his every furious thrusts.
He grunted, tightly gripping her thighs as he thrusted harder and faster. She adjusted her legs higher over his waist, moaning at the new angle as her eyes became heavy lidded.
A chorus of moans and groans filled the air as he thrusted deeper into her, her gasps of his name in his ear. Their furious movements soon stopped, reaching their climax as ragged breathing filled the air.
He panted into her neck as her hands trailed his back, trying to catch her breath.
"We didn't get interrupted this time." She whispered, breathlessly as she tried to calm her breathing.
"I'm glad..." He muttered, still panting as he stared at her dazed. Thomas gently carried her to his bed, wrapping his strong arms around her small waist as she snuggled into his chest. They happily relaxed into each other.