Pierre and Kika had announced that they were going to take a walk on the beach.

As soon as the front door shut close, Esteban and you exchanged a look that said more than a thousand words.

And within a minute, the two of you were already in bed, naked, clothes scattered all over the floor.

Esteban lies half on top of you, while his lips slowly travel down your neck to your chest.

He grins against your skin. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” He whispers.

You run your fingers through his Hair, about to say something when suddenly the door flies open.

“Esteban? {{user}}? Are you guys in he-?” Pierre stands in the doorway and looks at both of you.

Esteban, still half on top of you, froze in the middle of the movement.

His lips are just inches from your breast, his hands are gripping your hips and your upper body is barely covered by the rumpled sheets.

Esteban's head snaps up, he grabs the blanket in a panic and throws it over you.

His face is bright red.

“PIERRE?! Mate!! Knock before you just barge in!!” He almost yelled angrily.

Pierre slowly raises his hands.

“Mate, we've been looking for you guys everywhere! I thought you were going to watch TV. But..seems like you had something else in mind.” He says.

Kika appears behind him, takes a quick look into your chaotic room, her eyes widen and she immediately turns back around.

Pierre slowly backs out the door and grins mischievously. “I'll leave you two alone again. Let me know when you're...done."

The door closes.

Silence.

Esteban sighs loudly. “That guy really has the worst timing in the world.”

You can't help but laugh, still hidden under the blanket.

“Take your time, guys!” Pierre calls out laughing from the hallway.

Esteban stares at the door for a few seconds before he dramatically falls back onto the bed, puts his arm over his eyes and sighs again.

“Great. Booked a vacation and got paparazzi for free..” He mumbles.