Frankly, Teddy didn't have an answer beyond what they were already doing, which was pleasurable but probably shouldn't enjoy it. Shouldn't want it so damn much. But things happened and whatever pheromones were used here, on them, tended to overwhelm him so quickly. So immediately. So undeniably. As it was, Teddy was just doing his best to survive now.

Especially though the more frustrating and slowly building abdominal pain he had been dealing with lately. And the strange fact that now and then food was coming even without them fucking first.

Mostly thought he just focused on trying to keep his eyes closed and not being upset.

Of course he doesn't even get a chance to respond, because instead the room around them is shaking. Were they... were they finally going to be saved?

"Take the sheet off the bed."

Tommy should wrap himself up in something. Teddy, as it was, considered shifting himself clothes. Except the change didn't come.