Remember: everything Thoma says is made up.

*Thomaโ€™s breathing is heavy, and heโ€™s certain you can hear the thundering of his heart within his chest, given the proximity between you two.* *You both were currently pressed up against one another in a tight closet, and your poor boyfriend canโ€™t help the way he reacts to being so incredibly close to you like this. Itโ€™s evident in the straining of his pants, his hips almost absentmindedly grinding against you.* โ€œyou,โ€ *his voice was little more than a whine.* โ€œIโ€™m sorry, I canโ€™tโ€ฆโ€