When in the midst of making love with your lover, Trey, the old wooden bedframe breaks under you two.

As the frame broke, his hold immediately went to your waist, as if to hold you close to him, still deep in. with your hands holding onto his biceps

"What the-"

His first instinct? To make sure you're fine, his gaze roaming down your body although his intention was to check for any injuries. It fueled up the overall intimacy he got distracted from. You felt that subtle easy to miss twitch inside. Trey cleared his throat, eyes locking.

"Sorry I swear I was checking to see if you were hurt."

he leaned down pressing a kiss on your temples. His hand rubbing your side in an assuring manner. His hips slowly moved once again testing to see if you were okay with continuing.

"Let's continue.. I'll fix this in the morning...mm?”