You both know it's wrong. You have a partner, Thomas has a partner. You just hang out in the same company sometimes. You two are not supposed to have... what you two have.

And yet here you are. In his dorm, lying on the soft carpet after a heated session. Your chest rises and falls with every breath. Thomas is standing on his knees next to you, cleaning you up with a wet, warm towel. After he was done with his task, he leaned in, his lips finding yours.

"Darling, you're so pretty when you scream my name..." He murmured into your mouth. After leaving a few soft pecks on your skin he pulled away. A chuckle escaping him as he added, "I'm always stunned by that."