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uselesssomebody · 1 year

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tmr thomas x fem!reader smut where they're a couple, make it to the safe haven and they've been trying to have their first time together but they keep getting interupted until one day when they finally can.

and its just fluffy n stuff

𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 - thomas (t.m.r.) x reader

complete masterlist | the maze runner masterlist

words || 𝟛.𝟚𝕜

summary || in which the reader and thomas try to have their first time together - but keep getting interrupted

a/n || i have not read/watched the maze runner in forever

➵ i hope you like this @marmar-c it was a fun request and apologies for how long it took to come out

➵ 18+/MDNI content, individual warning below the cut

➵ not edited (yet)

➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!

warnings || fluff/smut

➵ unprotected p.i.v.

➵ orgasm denial (because of interruptions)

➵ oral (m receiving)

➵ handjob

➵ cum (tell me if i miss anything)

thomas was an early riser - whether it be to get an early head start on the maze in the past, or simply to enjoy the solitude that morning bought when he wasn't bombarded with the onslaught that were the other gladers - their fights, loud voices and boisterous actions.

now, though, he didn't enjoy them alone. instead, he would make the short trek out of his room to the adjacent one of his girlfriend, where he'd always find her sleeping soundly, curled up under her covers, even in warm weather.

he'd close the curtains for her if she'd forgotten, to shield her from the upcoming sunlight, and would choose whichever side she was less splayed across - a feat, as she really enjoyed stretching her body to its limit to fit each crevice of her bed - before slipping in beside her.

he'd take a moment to appreciate the soft, warm feel of her flesh against his own - usually bare or only lightly-clad - chest, wrapping a large hand over her midsection, and pushing her hair away from her pillow gently, greeted by a whiff of a distinctly sweet, almost floral scent.

he wouldn't sleep - he usually couldn't, once he'd already awoken - so, he'd allow his breaths to slow to match hers, he'd allow his muscles to relax against her, and allow his eyes to close, focusing on the effects on his other senses.

she could tell when he'd come, as the skin of her midsection would grow warmer, and she'd feel the back of her calves and feet entangle with another's. she wouldn't allow her eyes to open just yet, but would turn over to face him, wrapping her own arm around him. he felt so hot against her - a goddamn furnace - and she brings her head up so her nose grazes his own.

"hey." he mumbles, a whisper in the space between them

"g'd morning." she mumbles back, not moving her lips much and leaving her words a bit garbled. she brings a hand to her eyes to rub them, willing them open and hoping she didn't look too groggy.

she did, of course, making thomas exhale a laugh.

"you're so cute," she smiles, knowing that he's not being sarcastic.

"why, thank you." it's a jokingly dramatic response, and she finally pulls herself up a little, smoothing her hair and rubbing her eyes, "what time is it?"

"too early," he answers, pulling her back down. she laughs at the aggressive action, pulling away from him just slightly in order to look at him.

he always looked his best like this: still-there bed-hair and that morning calmness that came with no impending responsibilities. it was a good look on him, and she makes this clear, tilting up just slightly in order to bring her lips to his.

it's soft - but only for a moment - before a sense of desperation weaves through the both of them and, suddenly, she's gripping his biceps and he the flimsy material of her sleep-shirt bunched around her waist.

they didn't get many moments alone like this, but that worry that someone may walk in on them had stopped them from going much further than any above-the-clothes touching. besides, their lives had been so hectic until now that the simple pleasures of life were things they hadn't completely learned.

today, though, the throbbing between both of their thighs: her at his firm grip and him at her swallowed moans, had culminated in that lesson being necessary. her hand ventured down his torso, settling on the waistband of his trousers, not even bothering to take them off, and slowly reaching her fingers under them, feeling his warm cock jolt at her touch.

he detached from her, his head thrown back as he attempted to be quiet.

"fuck, baby-" he's got this apprehensive look in his eyes, but she needs this so much, letting her hands gently squeeze and release.

"please? please, lemme make you feel good - i just-" she doesn't finish, cut off by his vigorous agreement. smirking, she uses both her hands to grip his pants, pulling them down just enough to expose his cock to her. she traces her fingers up and down his length, feeling the telltale sign of his arousal on and over his tip. his shaky breaths right by her ears spur her hands to move just that bit faster. she's tempted to slip the covers off of them and go the whole way for the first time, and his lips on her neck to subdue his noises were definitely not deterring her from that plan.

what did deter her, however, was the sharp knock on the door, causing her to wrench her hand away and squeak in shock, as thomas attempts to not lose the friction of her hands, his hips bucking as he tried to chase the feeling.

"is thomas in there?" minho's voice is muffled, but obvious, through the door, as thomas's head tips backwards, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.

"yeah - yeah, minho. s'everything alright?" she says it back, her hand still suspended in the air, embarrassed at being interrupted.

"breakfast's ready - get it while it's hot!" another voice - a female voice - shouts through the door in a way where it's obvious she's walking away - going to eat, presumably. she finally lets her tense muscles relax in the knowledge that it's not an emergency. she's almost inclined to slip her hand back under and finish the job, and when she looks over at her boyfriend, he seems incredibly interested in the idea, but a better plan springs to her head.

"we should get going, baby. they'll get suspicious." it's a meek excuse, but it's solidified by her rising from bed, causing him to groan, and follow her lead, pulling his clothes over himself.

blue balls didn't even begin to describe the tension that coiled in his muscles as he meekly sat down across from minho. he felt as though every sense was heightened, like when he'd jumped at a quiet clatter from inside the kitchen. his friends all watched over his antsy behavior, unsure of the reason for it.

on the other hand, his girlfriend - sat next to him - knew exactly what was wrong, and she used it to her advantage, by being more touchy than usual. a hand on his arm, or around his shoulders, or on his chest as she rose to get some water. it's like she'd left hand-prints in his already warm skin. it came to a head when the hand she'd already precariously been resting on his knee started venturing higher, trailing along the inseam of his pants.

he tries, god, he tries to ignore it, but it's all too much when her finger finally rests over the head of his cock, her palm encompassing him.

he chokes on his sip of water, causing it to spill all over him, and minho's eyebrows immediately furrow.

"you alright, man?" her hand's out from under the table, and is resting on his bicep.

"yeah, babe, are you feeling okay?" he glares at her, jaw clenched and eyes narrow. she looks back up at him innocently, though he can see the ghost of a devilish smile dance on her lips.

"'m'fine. just gonna go change." his food is practically untouched as he raises from his seat, hoping his situation isn't particularly obvious, as he heads back in the direction of his place. minho turns to her, a bit confused by the abrupt nature of his actions.

"'s'he okay?" she shrugs.

"maybe he slept wrong?" she pauses, contemplative, before raising up as well, "i'll go check on him." minho watches as she walks off as well, still a bit confused, before turning to gally, sat a bit away from him, who had an almost sour expression on his face.

"what's wrong?" why was everyone acting so weird today? minho thought, as gally looks at him incredulously, shocked he doesn't realize what was happening between the couple.

"you-? you know what, it's nothing. don't worry about it." it's dismissive, but minho shrugs his shoulders, figuring it was, in face, nothing.

in that time, she's knocking on his door, and, as soon as he realizes who it is he pulls her in, pushing her until she's facing his bed.

"fuck, what're you doing?" she mumbles, and he sighs.

"finishing what you started, baby." she smiles, looking back at him, before turning around.

"well, if you wanna finish, let's start here-" she lowers to her knees in front of him, and his head rolls back at the sight of her in the position. her fingers greedily clutch at his waistband, pulling his pants and boxers down in one motion.

he's aching, she can see it in the way his cock's pulsing, as she takes him in her palm, slowly - tortuously - stroking him as his hands weave through her hair. she can feel the lightest push against her head - to the point where he probably didn't even realize the action - and succumbed to his untold request, moving her head forward to gently wrap her lips around his tip.

"just - shit, just like that, baby." her tongue traces his head, as low moans escape him. she hums around him - something akin to a 'thank you', but all it translates to is increased sensation on his cock. his head tips back at the feeling, and his hand grips her head a little tighter, pushing her down a little further. she lets him, stilling her movements to focus on his guidance. he moves her head up and down his length, her tongue poking out along its underside, languidly lavishing the area, "you're so good - fuck me, you feel really good-"

he doesn't hesitate to continue praising her, before gently tugging her down and holding her there. immediately, her fingers reach up to grip his thighs, feeling the light - and then more serious gag at the sensation. he takes another moment to appreciate the pretty sight in front of - or under - him, before releasing her, letting her off her cock and allowing her to take deep breaths to account for her lack of oxygen.

"get up here for me, baby." he practically orders, taking her by her arms and helping her up, lightly pushing her against the bed, "first time - i'm not finishing in your mouth." she smiles, whole-heartedly agreeing with his plan, as she felt her own core throb with a need for friction.

he pushes her so that she's sitting on the bed, and, just as he goes to lay her down - there's another knock at the door.

"thomas - you said you'd help with fixing that problem on the east side." it's minho - again - calling thomas for, admittedly, a project he had signed up for the previous week, fixing some construction issue or something on the east side of the haven. admittedly, it'd seemed important work - until now, "we needa fix it quick, man - apparently it's gotten worse." thomas is literally stopped in his tracks, until she taps on his thighs, about chest level with her, essentially reminding him to get ready instead of staying still.

"c'mon, baby - go on." she mumbles, as she also rises, pulling her hair back. she waits as he gets ready, leaving the room and greeting minho - with a tone of voice that is a little distraught - making her smile.

on the other side of the door, minho's a little exasperated.

"how long does it take to change?" thomas looks confused, before remembering his lackluster excuse, and coughing.

"i - just tell me what the issue is, yeah?"

over the day, she'd continued with her own work, as thomas had continued with his. of course, both of them had been a bit distracted the whole day - unable to exactly focus when remembering what was waiting for them back home. their states were obviously noticed by the people around them - with both their friends stepping around them with quirked eyebrows or concerned impressions.

finally - believing he might actually be feeling ill - minho simply shrugs, telling thomas that maybe it'd be best he go back to his and sleep the day off. thomas was a little hesitant, but finally agreed - he wasn't exactly the biggest help in this state.

as he headed back, he swung by where she was, muttering a quick greeting to the others also working. she'd been taking a small break to clear her head of - well, the person now standing in front of her. her face lights up at the sight of him, wrapping him in a hug - though he's a little sweaty from his work earlier. one of her friends, in a similar manner to minho, urges her to head on home, and to pick up again the next day - a offer that she almost meekly accepts.

finally, the both of them are walking back towards her place.

she's got a bit of a pep in her step, and it makes him smile, his muscles aching - from his work, or from this morning, he wasn't sure - yet he knows exactly where her energy's coming from. she steps into her place, and he's right on her heels, pushing against her back as she laughs, trying to slip her shoes off as his hands relentlessly wander her body. finally, as she rises, she grabs his loose shirt, pulling him into her, capturing his lips against hers. he smiles into her mouth, and she hums contently - having a distinct feeling that it was the day they'd actually go all the way. her hands trail under his shirt until she pushes off of him for a moment, grabbing the bottom of the shirt and pulling it up and off of him. he smirks at her eagerness, but before he can make a dumb comment, her hands are at his trousers, gently tugging them down his legs. his hands join hers without a second thought, helping her get them the rest of the way down.

she can see him, hard against his boxers, and, after pushing him so he's laying down on her bed, she appreciates the way he looks - a little desperate, a lot pretty. he reaches for her hips, but she steps back, and a strange - almost garbled - whisper of indignation leaves his lips. it makes her lips quirk into a smirk, as she slowly begins taking her clothes off - each with weighty effort and a teasing smile. it doesn't defer him - as his eyes follow her movements greedily - but it definitely piques his excitement much more effectively when she finally places her thighs on either side of him, straddling his own. his hands reach up to grip her hips, guiding them down to rub against him, enjoying the slight buck of her hips, and the small noises leaving her mouth.

finally, she pulls his last article of clothing off, procuring his cock - thick and heavy - in her hand, languidly stroking him, causing his grip to tighten. she smiles against him, contemplating teasing him further but, feeling her own need, she decides against it, choosing to sit up a little higher on her knees instead.

"ready?" she mumbles looking down at his length as she attempts to situate herself correctly. maintaining her balance as she does, he hums in response, nodding as much as he can while keeping his eyes glued to her face. he can see the slight stress occur to her when she feels his cock against her, and he rubs his fingers against her lightly.

"'re you - want me to help?" she thinks he's asking if she needs to be taken care of and - though it wouldn't hurt - she's too desperate to finally feel him inside her to wait much longer.

"n-no, i wanna feel you, now." the admission makes him exhale lowly, appreciating her appreciation, and he lifts her ass up to help her hover over his cock. she can feel his head at her entrance so, taking a deep breath, she sinks down.

she's watching his anticipatory face fall into one of pleasure, and he's watching the same occur on hers - but there's that hint of discomfort that she desperately trying to ignore, stilling as her ass reaches his hips and attempting to adjust.

"'re you okay, baby?" he's massaging the expanse of her thighs and hips, trying to focus on the fucking amazing feeling of her, but also on relieving as much of the pain as he can. she's got a light wince on her face as she nods through gritted teeth.

"yeah - fuck, yeah - just give me a minute." he reassures her with short mumbles and loving phrases, hoping it was doing something to help. after another couple of moments, she breathes deeply, nodding at him lightly, before gently placing her hands against his shoulders.

she pushes up using her thighs, not loving the feeling of emptiness, in that half moment, before she sunk back onto him, releasing a small, gasping moan at the sensation. he looks up at her as she slowly repeats the action, grunting at the feeling of her cunt around him. she looked good like this, situated over him, desperately trying to both make him feel good, as well as to chase the newly-realized sensation she was also experiencing. wanting to return the favor, he grabs the bottoms of her thighs, easing her effort and pulling and pushing her with just that bit of fervor that forced him deeper inside her. she could feel him brushing against something that was making her twitch, her head falling back at the sensation as she tries to muffle her moans with one of her hands. unable to comprehend the feeling alongside moving her thighs, she slows her pace, but he didn't.

he pulls her to be situated with her face over his, hands more tightly clutching his shoulders, before he begins thrusting up into her with the newfound space. he keenly watches her face fall into a shocked pleasure, a loud moan falling from her lips at the newfound intensity and speed.

"oh my god - baby - fuck -" she's mumbling into the small space between them, desperately trying to explain how good he was making her feel, but the words escaped her, as her mind blanked at the sensation. it's spurring his thrusts on - moving that much faster, that much harder to make her fucked out nature more pronounced. it worked, as evidenced by her loud noises - ones she couldn't even think about trying to keep contained when he was making her feel like this. she can feel the feeling in her core begin to yearn for some sort of release, and she attempts to communicate this to him. it's not a great explanation, but it's more than enough for him.

"please - god, please, cum for me, baby - i want-" he wants to feel her orgasm as much as she does - anticipating the way her body would still, her face would contort, and her cunt would feel around him. she nods desperately, feeling the knot snap as the sensation of her orgasm washes over her, making her cry out over him.

he watches her, and it's as pretty as he thought it'd be: her mouth falling open and brows furrowing, her muscles tensing, and her cunt fluttering around his cock.

the feeling prompts his own orgasm as, after a few thrusts, he's pulling out of her, his cum glazing her stomach as a low groan escapes him. she gently sits back against his thighs, taking a moment to collect herself and catch her breath, as he does the same.

finally, she pushes off of him, reaching the bathroom to take a shower. he follows her after a moment, gently placing a kiss to her head.

"that was - was good." she hums in agreement, letting the water run behind them.

they both failed to realize the acoustics of the area, not realizing that the noises of their coupling had reached some of the others - maybe most notably, minho.

he sits, red faced, eyes wide. when gally notices his expression, he laughs.

"see what i mean?"

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the-fiction-witch · 1 year

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Not A Word

Media The Maze runner Death Cure

Character Semi Crank Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Dark Smut

Concept Animalistic

Smut Semiconsentual/ biting/ bruising/ fullsex/ cum/ pantie stuffing/ pinning/

Warning for Semiconsensual/ Violence and for Crank Newt

I hurried across the camp water canteen in hand, hurrying into the little half fallen building I had made.my home over the last few months. I set my canteen on the side table and made my bed for the night that was coming in sharply. I slipped off my jacket and jeans, throwing them on my chair along with my troublesome bra. Before climbing along the blankets to try an attempt at sleep.

I tossed and turned for a good few hours by now darkness had engulfed the camp but I found myself unable to rest.

I heard a noise that frightened me half to death jumping up in my bed looking around my room.

Immediately I spotted a tall thin ghoul like figure stood at the end of my bed I went to scream but clicked on my light first to make sure I wasn't just seeing things.

"Oh… newt" I gasped as he stood before my bed in his brown cargo trousers and loose fitting half button brown shirt much like I had seen him earlier in the day. He stood staring at me from behind his blonde hair. "You frightened me. What is it?"

No answer came.

I could hear his sharp breaths but little else.

"You alright?" I asked as careful as I could sitting up more

I could see immediately where he was staring at my loose fitting shirt where my breasts hung loose without my bra. My nipples slightly poking through because of the cold. I took my grip on my blanket moving it up to my neck in attempt to avert his gaze but it was then I noticed his arm.

Hung at his side with the spider web of black veins crawling up his arm towards his chest

"Newt-" I began but before I could say another word his body jumped ontop of mine, pinning me down to the mattress, his knees on my legs, his arms on mine, how whole weight over me giving me no escape and even less resistance. I was about to scream but he captured my lips in a kiss, it was hungry, Intense. I'd never been kissed like this before he was kissing me as if his very life depended on it. When he pulled back I was able to see this deep anger burning behind his eyes, showing signs of infection with the same black veins thought the whites of his eyes. He ripped my blanket away leaving me exposed. He kissed down my neck, slipping down between my breasts and down my stomach. He found the waistband of my panties and pulled back leaving me utterly breathless. In a quick swoop he ripped them off me and bundled them in his hand stuffing them in my mouth leaving me unable to speak. Next he undid his trousers pulling them down enough to expose himself, he was hard, slightly throbbing he spat down on himself using his hand to rub his own saliva up and down his shaft before grabbing my legs pulling me down the bed and forcing himself inside me completely to his hilt with little concern for me luckily it didn't hurt or felt amazing he pulled almost out completely so only his very tip remained before again moving to be hilt deep inside me making me slightly squeal from the wave of pleasure it caused me. He leant down over me tugging the collar of my shirt down to expose my still hard breasts. He held my hips hard digging his nails and finger tips into my skin enough to cause bruises all the while pounding at this merciless pace leaving me with nothing but my screams and squeals of pleasure muffled by the cotton.

"Your mine love" he growled in my ear before leaving dark painful Hickis down my neck the only sound coming from him hormonal animalistic groans and grunts

I had to admit as frightening as this was that did make me melt a little as his merciless thrust continued, once finished leaving the Hickis on my neck he continued leaving them on my breasts and taking my nipple in his mouth sucking hard swirling his tounge around it making me squeal trying to arch my back but he simply tightened his grip on me forcing me to stay still. I almost teared as he bit my breast hard leaving his teeth marks around my nipple but he quickly pulled out leaving me with a feeling of utter emptiness.

But I glanced down and saw as he pulled out he seconds later finished the small jets of his cum sputtering out across my breasts, a large puddle ending up on my nipple and his teeth marks surrounding it.

He did his pants back up and kissed my clit only one tiny little kiss almost enough to make me cum, but he moved up kissing my stomach then over towards the nail marks now in my hip but he found the soft skin of my waist and bit me hard so hard I was almost convinced he drew blood but as he pulled back I saw he hadn't broken the skin even if I would no doubt have a scar.

"Not a word, love. About any of this. Or I'll gut you with my knife. We clear?"

I nodded unable to speak due to the panties Still being in my mouth

"Good girl" he Cooes getting up "be good. And i'll be back" he says before he left.

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semicolonsspace · 6 months

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Sub Gally is now the bane of my existence but GOSH DAMN😩 give me some recs? I wanna try some! It can be fluff/angst/smut I don't mind, just please specify! It doesn't have to be Gally it can be Newt and Thomas as well! I don't know much about Minho but I'd be down to try.

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multimuseficreblogs · 2 years

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krvrawr · 3 months

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Thomas Hewitt Masterlist .. !!

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ONE SHOTS 🩶

Exploring Desire ! → both inexperienced

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a-purple-sin · 1 year

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Chapter 1: Adventure of a Life Time》

The only thing I can feel is the vibrating of the floor I'm lying on and an ear splitting rumble.

I jolt up in a panic, I can barley see in the dim light but my eyes adjust.

Fear feels icy in my veins, I'm in a cage, I'm rocketing towards a roof with red lights and there are crates and boxes scattered around me.

My head pounds when I brace for impact, not knowing if I'm going to die or live.

I huddle into a corner, my eye shut so tight it makes them throb and my head wedged between my knees with my arms over my head.

i felt no crash like I was expecting, I could only hear the painful screech of metal scraping on metal.

It made my ears and brain sting, my body's natural instinct was to scream as loud as possible. So I did.

Bright lights pooled over my closed lids and a burning heat erupted over every inch of my skin.

I didn't want to open my eyes, I wanted to close them to protect myself from whatever the fuck was happening.

I almost threw up when I heard a voice.

"It's a girl."

I can feel the vomit in the back of my throat when I peak open my eyes from under my arms and through my knees.

Men. That's all I could see when I lifted my head, my eyes scaned them over, all men, staring at me with wide eyes and limp jaws.

"Absolutely not." Was my first and only though other than pure panic and terror.

One of the men, a blond boy was quick to jump down into the cage with me.

"Get away from me."

I clenched my teeth together and pushed my back into the corner even harder than before, I'm sure a mark would be noticeable later.

"Aye, it's alright. None of us are going to hurt you. I promise." He was crouched down to my level, a hand extended for me to hold.

His hands were large and filthy looking, his nails were drowning in dirt and his palms had specks of soil and sweat covering them.

I eyed him, I don't really have any other choice, I can't get out on my own and even then, how would I get through the large crowd of ogling men?

I grit my teeth and clasped my hand around his.

His eyes grew lit and he smiled sweetly, I still felt vomit in my throat but held it down.

He carefully pulled me to my feet, good thing he was there, I would have fallen straight on my face if his grip on me didn't tighten when I began tilting from side to side.

"Woah, careful. I know, the box is a bit intense." His light hearted tone and cheerful smile almost made me think that I will be okay.

But im still suspicious. I don't know these people, nor where I am or who I can trust.

So I'll keep my guard up, know my surroundings and find a way to get out of here.

He guided me towards the boxes that sat at the front of the crate, he helped me up until another man took my hands and lifted me up onto the grass.

"Give her some space boys, don't crowd her." The man spoke as if he ran the place, everyone followed his instructions and took a few steps backwards.

"Hey, there is nothing to worry about, I'm Alby."

"I, don't remember my name... I don't remember anything. What the fuck, why can't I remember anything!?" My chest heaved, up and down as I racked my brain for anything about myself, anything before the box at all but all I could think of were scenarios and possible solutions to my predicament.

"Hey, hey, don't stress. It's normal, none of us remember anything but our names, yours will come back in a day or two. I promise."

I nodded, it's the only thing I can do. My throat was to dry to form words and my brain was going too fast to find the words to answer.

"I know this is all confusing, trust me. We've all been through it, each and every single one of us came up through the box, we know just how it feels."

I swallowed a dry lump as the Alby man spoke, what the fuck is this place.

"What the fuck is this place?" I recited from my thoughts.

"Sorry, this is the glade, our home." Alby spread his arms wide and I looked around.

Ivy covered walls surrounded us, forming a square of lush, grassy land. In the middle of every wall on every side, a gap was opened.

"What are the walls for?" I asked, when no one answered I looked around. Everywhere I looked the men averted their eyes until I looked back Alby.

"We have a few rules here; first off, do your part, we don't have any time for people to sit on their asses. Second, never ever harm another glader, were all about trust here, and nothing works unless we know that everyone else has got your back. And lastly, this is the most important one, never go beyond those walls."

He points out and my eyes follow.

"First off, glader is a stupid name. Second, you didn't answer my question. What are the walls for?" I asked again, my tone was impatient and demanding.

"It's to keep us in, out there is called the maze. No one goes in, because once you do, you don't come back."

It was the blond boy that answered, his eyes were narrowed at the entrance to the maze, his nose was scrunched until he looked back towards me.

"Fucking delightful." I sighed, rolling my eyes and giving the place a good look.

There were a few huts here and there as well as a huge pile of wood which was placed to look like a triangle.

A garden like area was behind the boys and a some work shop looking huts littered the place.

How the actual fuck am I supposed to escape this shit hole?

#maze runner #newt maze runner #newt x reader smut #newt x reader #newtmas #Newt fan fic #Newt x fem reader #The maze runner #the maze runner #Thomas #Alby #tmr minho #alby tmr #thomas tmr #Thomas x reader #Minho x reader #Smut #Minho Smut #Thomas smut

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kaylalovesmaneskin · 1 year

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Keep your eyes on me

A/n:Heyy loves it me and I am back with another smut and I just wanted to say I had put a lot of thoughts in to this story an this is my first Thomas smut so I hope you all enjoy 🤭❤️🤘🎸

Warning: smut, language, kinks, sex toys, masturbation, etc!

Paring:Thomas raggi x fem!reader

"one more knot baby." "what the fuck are you doing y/n.” "be patient and you'll see, now shh." Wrapping the rope around his wrists and then around the chair, it's your turn to have some control. You take his top off and pull down his (grey) joggers slightly. Leaving him to groan at the lack of touch. You stand in front of him, removing your clothes slowly while holding eye contact with him. “y/n.." he sighed, "please.” "someone's needy." You walk over to your bedroom drawer and pull out a pink and white vibrator. You could see Thomas pull a sort of uncomfortable face as he got harder, not being able to do anything about it even though you was right there. You gently bit your lip and gave your boyfriend one last look before sitting opposite him, legs open. "I hope you're having fun." You said. "'yeah, I'd have more fun if I wasn't tied up though." “Too bad.”

Slowly, you clicked on your vibrator and began to use it how you normally would when alone. Thomas groaned at how uncomfortable his erection was getting. Your breathing growing louder, preparing to moan at the incredible sensation. Pushing your hips up into the vibrations even more youfelt his eves on me."keep your eyes on me, handsome." "oh trust me my love, they're on you alright." You moaned. Thomas threw his head back with a loud groan clearly craving your touch. The thought of him all over you drives me insane. You need that. Pulling away the vibrator, you set it down on the side before sucking on you middle and index finger, coating them in saliva. Keeping eye contact with the very attractive man in front of you, you slowly push your middle finger into yourself. You push it in and out a few times before adding your index finger too. Picking up the pace you make yourself moan again and again. Thomas groaning as he craves to touch every part of your body. Using your left hand you being to touch your clit too causing you to breath heavier and your leg start to twitch slightly. You carry on these motions at the same time until you begin to feel a familiar feeling, your about to finish. You go in and out again a few more times before making yourself cum. “Thomas Ughhh." I moaned. "'un-tie me right now y/n I mean it.” You slowly make your way over to your boyfriend, placing a small kiss on his lips before un-doing the knots you had previously tied him in. As soon as he was let free he grabbed you by waist and brought me in for a passionate make out session. You pulled away after a few minutes, a string of saliva left.

"get on your knees." he said while sitting back onto the chair he was just tied to. “Wh-what?" "You heard me baby, now." (this is consensual!) you guess your not in control anymore. You get down on your knees, already knowing what to expect seeing as you frustrated him earlier. He sat back in his chair holding your face up to look at him dead in him bright brown/greenish eyes. "go ahead my love, it's my turn." You dragged your hands along his neck making your way down to the waist band of his joggers pulling them down more than you had left them before. You began to palm him through his boxers as you noticed his pre-cum leaking through them. "Mmm." is the only reaction you gave him before carrying on even further. Eventually you pulled his boxers all the way down. Making him groan out of relief. Placing one hand on his erection, and the other firmly on his thigh. You began working you hand up and down slowly. He bent down and kissed your forehead to give me comfort before you continued. Moving your hand gradually faster every movement. Thomas 's breathing started to get heavier. Turning you on even more. You have him one last seductive look before lowering your mouth onto his dick. Still moving your hand at a steady pace, you grabbed his thigh a little tighter. Slowing bobbing your head up and down. You moaned onto his length before taking it all down your throat. "Fuckkk." he threw his head back and tangled his hand into your hair, pushing you down faster.

Still working the base of his dick with your left hand my nails dug into his thigh the quicker he moved your head."Mmm." "Nearly there baby." he groaned out and with this comment you picked the speed up again causing him to throw his head back quickly. "Y/n, shit." he yelled before finishing in your mouth making you swallow. You crawled up to his face and he kissed me gently for a moment while we caught our breath.

THE END I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS LOVES 💗🤘

#maneskin smut #smut #fem!reader #thomas raggi #thomas maneskin #thomas smut #thomas x reader

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till-you-scream-and-cry · 2 years

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...what would you say for a Halloween Thomas smut?

#my writing #thomas raggi #thomas smut

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berriblossom · 7 months

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X fem reader, btw

Imagine your husband gains baby fever. He sees how you hold children, how you're so gentle and careful with them. How all your friends have children and talk about the joys and happiness they have with their little babies.

Imagine how he sees your disappointed smile about how you two don't have a little one yet.

This leads him to imagine what it would be like to have a little one around, how'd they cling onto you and their cute smile. How'd they look like a perfect mixture of the both of you. His perfect girl and his perfect child.

This leads to everytime he fucks your sweet pussy, he stays a little long before pulling out and spilling his hot cum onto your tummy and chest, whenever his cock is pushing into your womb he pushes his hand onto your tunny for you to feel him fucking your cervix and promising he'll give you that baby.

How many nights he'd have you ass up, face down as he fucks your pussy, pleading to you to let him get you pregnant. How sometimes in the middle of the night he'd eat you out in the middle of the night claming "he needed a taste before he filled you up again". Its so cute when he begs and pleads that he loves the look of your cunt leaking his cum.

How greedy he'd get when you cockwarm him, his thick, long cock throbbing just to fill you with his cum and get you pregnant. How'd he fantasize about your swollen tummy, your milk-filled breast just leaking your sweet milk for him to taste.

Goodness when you finally beg him to fuck a baby into him, hes already planning his next vacation at work for the next few weeks to give you that baby.

:WRIOTHESLEY, Ayato, ZHONGLI, JING YUAN, Blade, DAN HENG, Welt, THOMA, NEUVILLETTE, Childe, Luka, DILUC, ALHAITHAM

Its not a problem if i don't admit its one

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the-fiction-witch · 10 months

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Outfit

Media The Queens Gambit

Character Benny Watts

Couple Benny X Reader

Rating Sweet AF

Concept Picking Out Outfits

I Pulled up the zip on my dress as I headed out to the apartment setting the kettle on the stone top and prepping the coffee cups for this morning, enjoying the short sprint of silence. I heard the bedroom door open and close with its usual creak and I smiled not bothering to look

"Morning"

"Morning" He grumbled back in his usual early morning tone "Coffee ready?" he asks basically looming over me

"Just a minute Benny it's not done yet" I told him giving his chest a gentle elbow as I made the coffee up and handed it over to him

"Thanks Hun" He says quickly taking it and having a few sips leaning on the kitchen counter in his kimono and his boxers his jewellery still around him as it pretty much never leaves him even if he often fiddled with his newest ring as he was not yet used to it being there "What's happening today?"

"It's Tuesday remember" I told him starting on some toast for breakfast

"Tuesday." he nods "Remind me?"

"You have that meeting." I remind him "With Arthur" I pushed

"yeah" it clicked "Fuck that's today?"

"Yes. at ten" I laughed "And its Quarter to nine, he has an inch about being on time, you need to get across town and you're currently in your boxers"

"Fine" he sighed downing the rest of his coffee "The car's fulled up right?"

"it's half tank yeah"

"That's fine, where's little one?"

"Where she always is" I smiled having my own coffee and I couldn't help but watch, as he headed across the apartment leaning himself over the little wooden crib making sweet little cooing noises which woke her

"Chrisy, Chrisy." he cooes "Hello Chrisy" He smiled picking her up and pulling her to his chest as she woke and began her giggles "Good Morning"

I couldn't help but smile watching him with her, I remember I was really worried when I first found out I was pregnant, given how he has always been more emotionally distant which isn't a bad thing, I know that's just how benny is. And I was worried that perhaps he'd be distant or struggle when our baby was born but the moment I told him his hard shell cracked and he did his best to be more open with these things and as soon as she was born the shell broke open, admittedly he still struggled but he treated her so sweetly spoiling her with all the affection possible, and he was a very good daddy to her.

"Hello chrisy" He cooes giving her little head kisses "shall we get ready to go out?" He smiled and she happily clapped showing her approval, "yeah? you gonna help daddy with his outfit?" he asked and she clapped giggling away "That's my girl" I chuckled watching what he does almost every day now taking her with him over to the clean laundry basket digging though it getting out any of his clean clothes "So, What shall we wear today?" He asked her "shall we wear black jeans, blue jeans or black press pants" He says laying them out for her and she grabbed the black jeans "Ohh thank you chrisy" he smiled putting them to the side and putting the rest back in the basket "What about shirt? shall we wear the green shirt, the grey shirt, or the black t shirt?" He offered laying them out for her and she picked the green "Ooh good choice chrisy." he smiled putting them on the side and the rest away "Now, shall we wear boots, lace ups?" he asks taking her to the shoes by the door "which ones are going with this outfit?" he asked and she picked the boots "Good girl" He smiled kissing her head "Now you sit with mummy while she does your breakfast and daddy will get dressed" He told her sitting her in her high chair and taking his clothes to the bedroom I gave her a cuddle and her breakfast bottle until he returned in the outfit she picked out for him and she giggled like crazy "There we go, does daddy look handsome chrisy?"

"He looks very handsome doesn't he chrisy?" I smiled

"Lets pick out little ladies outfit" he smiled picking her up again giving her kisses as he took her to her little draws "what does my little lady wanna wear today?" He asked letting her look though all her clothes and she picked out a little dress and some socks "Aww beautiful chrisy" he told her getting her dressed into the outfit she picked out. "There we go, what's mummy think?" He asked holding her close

"You both look lovely" I laughed "make sure to take her little coat too" I remind him

"I'm taking her coat." He says getting both his and her coats "Come on then little lady," he smiled "See you later hun" he says giving me a kiss

"Have a good day benny, you be good chrisy" I told them giving them each a kiss

"she'll be a good girl, I'll bring milk" he says heading off to his meeting with chrisy cuddled in his arms.

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the-massive-simp · 9 months

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nsfw - mdni

♡thinking about needy men, coming home late and finding you already asleep in your shared bed

♡thinking about needy men who try to ignore their needs and go to sleep without disturbing you, but it's so damn hard when their cock is straining against their pants and you and your sweet pussy are literally inches away and you've told him multiple times that it was fine if he did something while you were asleep

♡thinking about needy men succumbing and start to almost unconsciously grinding on your plump ass, trying to find some relieve

♡thinking about needy men mumbling they're sorry when they accidentally wake you up from your sweet dreams

I'm so sorry love- ah~ I couldn't help myself ngh-

♡thinking about needy men reaching for your chest to play with your nipples while their cock rubs between your thighs

♡thinking about needy men who pull your panties to the side and slip inside of you, shushing you and kissing your neck to distract you from the slight burn, but you're so wet you almost don't feel it

♡thinking about needy men almost coming on the spot, lasting only a few thrust before spilling their seed deep inside of you, but they keep going because they're so horny

♡thinking about needy men who fuck you for what seems like hours, babbling almost incoherent words and pleas

"you feel -ah- so good love- ngh"

"just one more please- oh please"

"wanna fill you up so bad- so so bad"

"gonna cum- ah- gonna cum gonna cum gonn- ngh i'm coming love- fuck"

♡thinking about needy men filling you up with their cum so many times that at one point it just keep dripping out of you

♡thinking about needy men who only stop when they're almost falling asleep on the point, not even caring about pulling out and just holding you in their arms while they drift off

[requests open]

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komelrebi-san · 5 months

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riding genshin men>>

ooooooof i'm down bad oh shit

tw: MDNI!, riding/girl on top, praise kink, degradation, size kink, squirting, p in v penetration, dummification, dacryphilia, tummy bulge, tell me if i should add more!

don't like, don't read.

they are mean, so mean. but then again, of course. you're their pretty little doll, their obedient little plaything, they can use you however then wanted, no? fuck, the sight of your cute cheeks stained with tear tracks as you babbled how it's too much for you is so pretty. they'd do anything to see you like this any day, everyday. your tummy bulged with his girth, whimpering when he laughed at you. he knew that your thighs were sore from trying to continue, and that this wasn't nearly enough for you to cum the way he can make you. but hey, where's the fun in that? he'd like to see you work for it.

HEIZOU, lyney, KAEYA, BAIZHU, wriothesley, CHILDE, alhaitham, AYATO

you're on top, ey? you think you've got control? nah, you can't be more wrong. gripping your hips with large hands, they are practically slamming you down on his cock, groaning at the way you whined, at the way your cunt sucked him back in, at the way you cried out his name when you squirted all over his lower abdomen and his pelvis. pointy canines grazed your neck as he sucked the supple skin of your neck, strong grip leaving behind angry red crescent shaped marks with his nails, hips rutting up into you. oh, and he won't be stopping anytime soon. but hey - he doesn't forget to praise you for doing so well and taking him.

ITTO, ZHONGLI, diluc, WRIOTHESLEY, TIGHNARI, wanderer, alhaitham, cyno

so...you wanna take control? oh honey, you have all the control over them, you've got them wrapped around your little finger! tie them up, blindfold them, choke them - go ahead, they'll let you do anything. go ahead and use them as you please. they are crying from how good it feels, because you've been going at it for hours, yet you weren't stopping. it's too much, they've cummed so many times it hurts, it hurts! but fuck, it felt so good, please please please don't stop. they can barely form coherent words, archons, they can barely even think from how good it felt. only broken moans left their swollen lips as they cried, fat tears rolling down his cheeks.

NEUVILLETE, GOROU, VENTI, kunikuzushi, albedo, KAVEH, thoma, KAZUHA, XIAO

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angelltheninth · 6 months

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Genshin Men + Reaction to Sexy Underwear

Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Thoma, Ayato, Childe, Pantalone, Dottore, Capitano, Al-Haitham, Kaveh, Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, lingerie, panties to the side, cum marking, hickies, cock riding

A/N: Looks really pretty on people but boxers are my thing more than anything. Unless you count those as sexy underwear.

TAKE THEM OFF YOU - Diluc, Thoma, Ayato, Al-Haitham, Zhongli

Those look so pretty on you, so pretty that he doesn't want to risk ruining them in his need to take them off and fuck you right this damn second. Don't act like you didn't expect it. You knew when you put that on that his dick would get as hard as a rock. That kind of clothing, if it can even be called that, belongs on the floor now, and you belong on his cock, bouncing up and down like the pretty lady he always known you to be.

FUCK YOU WITH THEM ON - Kaeya, Itto, Pantalone, Neuvillette

Shame to take those off when you bought and wore it for this special night with him. He doesn't need to remove any of it, he just needs to hook your panties with his thumb, move them to the side and push his cock in. See? There's no problem at all. Yes he could have torn them off you but that would be such a waste of your new lingerie. Now he can have a clear path on which he can suck on, always just above the line, his hickies always just a little visible on you.

COME ALL OVER THEM - Childe, Dottore, Kaveh, Wriothesley

He's already rubbing his cock when you strip down to your underwear. Those look so pretty on you, they would look even prettier if you'd lay down and let him mark you and your lingerie with his cum. Go ahead and spread your legs all you want, you really want his cum in your pussy don't you, grinding up against his cock like that. He needs to take it slower, he needs to start at your breasts, let you have a small taste of his cum first, then he can move further down, leave a white trail of cum down your stomach until he lets it all out.

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zhxngii · 11 months

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— ⋆ ࣪ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ⋆ ࣪husbands who want to hold your hands while they're balls deep inside you so they feel that wedding ring on your finger. them telling you how much they want to finish inside.. how much they want to fill up their pretty wife to the brim with their cum.

they tell you just how much they love you as they finish, pressing kisses across your face and whispering sweet praises to you.

Zhongli , Welt , Jing Yuan , Gepard , Hex , Vox , Thoma , Kazuha , Diluc

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impeakcharacterdesign · 5 months

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Just the Tip

— Thomas Hewitt x Fem!Reader —

MDNI!!!

Summary: It’s the 1960s and Luda Mae frowns upon premarital sex like any good Christian woman. You and Tommy are young, hot, and in love but the only problem is that Tommy was raised to wait until marriage and never lets you two go any further than kissing and some groping.

But the devil lives in the hot Texan sun and even God takes a break from the summer heat.

Notes: this is super short, just pure smut, self indulgent I’m obsessed with big boy Tommy 😭😭😭 i swear I’m working on part 2 of my sister Sinclair fic but Tommy has me in a choke hold and I needed an outlet.

No TW that I can think of other than bad smut and maybe ??? Coercion??? Cause Tommy wants to be a good boy and stop before y’all go too far but you flash him and then he’s absolutely 100% in. A bit of religious stuff, period typical sexism but vaguely. Let me know if I should add anything else and I’ll get right on it. Reader isn’t ever referred to using “she/her” pronouns but is described as having breasts and does have female genitalia so I tagged it fem reader to be safe

Enjoy!!!

The early morning sun burned, chasing away what little cool air remained of the night before. While the barn shaded you from the unforgiving sun and hid you from disapproving eyes — or lecherous in the case of the older men of the family — it also trapped in the heat your two bodies gave off.

Thomas pressed his open mouth to your own, tongue swiping over your teeth eager to taste you. Your hands gripped his dark hair, ruining any half-effort attempt he had made earlier in the day to smooth down his unruly hair. He held you in his arms, body pressed tightly against him in an attempt to get as close as possible, his large frame hiding you even further from prying eyes than the shadowed corners of the old barn. The kiss was deep and hungry and served as a brief respite from Luda Maes ever watching eyes. While she had been fine with you living with the family before you and Tommy were married, she forbade you from sharing a room or being intimate, a rule she absolutely refused to budge on and one that Uncle Charlie took a strange glee in ribbing you about. But much like the Texan heat, the heated looks you gave each other were unavoidable and only grew hotter as the summer days went on. Luda Mae wanted to wait until the following spring to make your union official but at the rate the town was drying up, there wouldn't even be a priest to officiate the ceremony, much less any guest to attend. You highly doubted anyone outside of the family would want to witness your union anyway but still, Luda Mae didn't want the few who would to get wise and start counting months.

These stolen moments in the barn were as good as you could get — and by god were they good.

Tommy’s large hands groped at your breasts, pawing roughy at your nipples through the worn fabric of your old dress. It wasn’t long before you found yourself in the familiar position of being sprawled out on the barn floor, coarse hay a discomfort you had long learned to endure for the sake of pleasure.

You desperately thrust your sex up onto his growing bulge, whining when he groaned and pinned your hips with his own, preventing you from getting your desired stimulation. “Please Tommy,” you beg, lips separating, “We don’t have to do too much, I just wanna touch you.” You press open-mouthed kisses to his neck, pulling softly at the flesh with your teeth and tongue dragging across the bites to taste the salt on his skin. Your hands eagerly worked to untuck his faded green shirt and wrap around him, roaming the vast expanse of his back. His whole body shuddered in your arms, an attempt to hold back from eating you whole.

You know Thomas will put an end to your romp soon, the tense lines of his shoulders and the way he shuts his eyes a sign that he's reaching his limit, that if you two don't stop now you won't be able to stop — but that’s exactly what you want.

You're tired of holding back, of this constant edging you have to endure when you’re in his presence and it gets harder every day. Just yesterday afternoon, Uncle Charlie sprayed Tommy with the hose, telling him that he was filthy and needed to get out of those clothes before he went inside. Watching as he undressed by the back door so that you could put his clothes on the line to dry had nearly given you a heatstroke — and if Charlie’s leering grin was any clue, you swear he did it on purpose in an attempt to rile you up. You ran off before you sinned right there in the yard, the memory of Thomas's shirt clinging to his arms, his chest glistening with water had kept you company well into the night.

So before Tommy puts a stop to your roll in the hay you make your move. You lift your dress up past your breast and expose yourself to him, you can see his breath stutter in his chest, this was quickly becoming the farthest you two had ever gone.

“Just watch me, Tommy, watch me,” you say breathlessly.

And he does, he sits on his haunches like a predator, his engorged cock straining against his pants and imagining just a taste has your tongue darting out to wet your lips, his gaze fixated on the movement.

Sliding your panties off your legs, your fingers dip briefly into your wet hole, gathering slick to rub onto your clit. At the very first touch, you let out a shuddering breath and you watch as his shoulders heave.

You begin rubbing your clit at an intense pace already turned on from the earlier heavy petting, not once breaking eye contact with Thomas as you do. With each moan you muffle you see his eyes grow darker with desire breathing with his mouth open as though he could taste your scent in the air. When he finally lets his cock spring free you let out your loudest moan yet. It’s better than you ever thought. His cock is thick and heavy, drooping slightly under its own weight but still undeniably firm. It curves slightly and you imagine that if it was inside you it would scrape against your walls in a way you've never been able to do with just your fingers.

Thomas grips his cock firmly and gives it a few tugs, eyes alternating between hungrily drinking in the sight of your blissed-out expression and your dripping pussy. You buck your hips, desperate to press your clit against your fingers and Thomas jerks his length even faster, rubbing his tip and spreading his precum on his hand.

God, you wished it was you that was touching him.

Thomas settles onto his knees and after a brief hesitation begins to shuffle closer to you. The sight of him crawling to you on his knees with his dripping length in hand made your pussy clench around nothing and you let out a whimper. You remove your fingers from your clit, feeling the heat radiating from his cock as he settles on top of you, legs spreading around his waist, your hips slightly raised and resting on his thighs.

The tip hesitantly pressed against your clit and your moan fills the small space before you can suppress it. This was better than you were hoping and it felt as though you were pressing against the boundaries the lord had set for you. Tommy’s eyes find yours looking for reassurance, asking without words, “Do you think this is okay?”

You find enough comprehension in your lust-addled brain to come up with a coherent answer, “It should be fine, I think,” you stammer out, “I mean, it’s not like — not like you’re putting it in so, it should be fine.”

You’re not overly familiar with the word of God outside of Sunday services and Luda Mae’s lectures, both of which you were forced to attend and spent tuning out in favor of watching the sweat build on Tommy’s brow while he worked through the window.

You think that if God could feel the weight of Thomas like you did, feel the heat like you could, you think he’d forgive the sin of your act.

It seems like that was all the reassurance that Thomas needed because no sooner than the words fumbled their way out of your mouth that he begins to drag the length of his cock against your slit.

God, if this is what hell was supposed to be like, burning and full of decadence, then perhaps you didn’t mind being a sinner.

The way he ruts against you is euphoric. Heavy breaths escape you both and you can’t help the words that spill from your lips.

“God, Tommy, I wish you would put it inside me,” you whine out “‘wanna feel your fat cock in my pussy, wanna get filled,” you might as well be begging at this point, and Tommy's increases his pace to the point that you think he wants the same thing, that he’s desperate to thrust into you rather than against you and —

And then the tip of his cock catches on your entrance and you both stop breathing.

“Maybe — Maybe it doesn’t count.” You stammer out, “It didn’t go in and it’s just the tip, and I don’t think that the tip counts” With the slightest twitch of his hips the tip of his cock has slipped inside.

"It's - it's just the tip it's fine” Your words sound empty even to you but the reassurance is all Tommy needs to push forward and let the head of his cock slide into your welcoming heat

His soul nearly leaves his body when he feels your raw pussy on the head of his cock. He jerks his length furiously and your fingers begin to move against your clit again, eager to meet your high with Thomas.

But it’s not enough. He was right there, right there just one push of his hips he’d be right where you needed him

“Please Tommy” Canting your hips slightly so the tip begins to dig deeper into you, you begin to plead once more, “wanna feel you fill me up, wanna remember the shape of your cock please”

Thomas feels years of control break at your words and with one swing of his hips, he bottoms out instantly. You feel like you've been punched in the gut as the air rushes out of you and you let out a sound like a wounded animal. Tommy stays still deep inside you, shaking and heaving, absolutely drunk on the feeling of your soaked walls clenching vigorously around his length.

You feel full in a way you've never thought possible. His length throbs, its girth stretching you in a way that burns.

When he finally starts thrusting, you’re not ready. He’s like a man possessed, solely focused on the feel of you around him, your skin pressed against his, his blood pounding in his ears.

“Wait— Tommy, ah, slow — slow down, oh god!” You can’t hold back your moans and he can’t stop, both fully engrossed in the feel of each other with no control over your own lust. Thomas crashes his lips onto yours in a halfhearted attempt to keep down your moans, it’s sloppy, clashing teeth and drooling tongues, spit escaping your lips, unlike any you’ve shared before.

This is completely different from what you’ve imagined your first time together would be like. It’s not your wedding night, you're laying on the dirty barn floor and there’s absolutely nothing gentle about the way Tommy is ravaging you. Your pussy is sopping wet and with every thrust, it lets out an embarrassing squelch, your juices and Tommy’s pre-cum leak down your ass and make a sticky mess in his dark pubes.

He doesn’t stop even as your walls spasm around him, cumming on his cock and digging your nails into his strong back. He works you through your orgasm even as your mouth clumsily forms the words to beg for him to slow down or to give you a moment. It’s too much, the sensations completely overloading your brain and all you can do is hold on tightly to him, lost in the ecstasy of your release.

Thomas lets out a deep, guttural groan as he cums, hips stuttering as he bullies his fat cock into the deepest part of your sex, filling you to the brim and your vision goes white.

Boneless, neither one of you makes a move to separate from the other, so thoroughly satisfied and content to lie where you are holding each other, Thomas’s softening cocking slipping out of you and spilling his release onto the ground.

His weight on you is comforting, you gently press kisses to his face and bask in the way his heavy breaths caress your sweaty skin.

“I love you.” You whisper into the shell of his ear and he squeezes you against him, repeating the words in his garbled voice the best he could. Your love is just for the two of you, no one else had a place in your world, no one else had the right to peak in on your affection or gawk at your differences.

This moment in time was just for the two of you.

“Thomas! Where the hell are ya, boy!”

Well, until Uncle Charlie’s voice brought you back down to reality.

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