Thomas Sangster/ Newt Imagines

#22 | Thomas' Trailer [smut]

[X] Hii sorry I haven't posted an imagine in ages I've just been really really busy. I also have an announcement that I will be reunited with Thomas again in December twice. I'll be attending his bands gig and the day after that I'm going to go watch him in a play called 'the three kings' I'm literally so excited.

[X] Also, everyone was asking for me to write more smut on my last imagine [spin the bottle truth or dare part three] so yeh here you go more smut for you all enjoy or maybe not enjoy idk I feel awkward writing smut ah.

[X]PLEASE, do not repost this, steal this, claim it as yours without my permission I work really hard on these imagines and I would appreciate if no one stole them or tweaked them thankkksss. This is also inspired by two tumblr smuts but I cant remember the names oops

[SMUT WARNING AYE]

You were visiting 'The Scorch Trials' set to see your boyfriend, Thomas, during his lunch break. You walk into his trailer to see your boyfriend sitting on the sofa looking unhappy. He sits slouched with a cigarette between his teeth lighting it with his free hand.

"How's the filming going babe?" you ask sitting yourself on the counter

"ughhh stressful.." he groans removing the cigarette from his mouth and exhaling placing it down on the ash tray that sat on the coffee table.

His eyebrows creased from where he was frowning. His break wouldn't be very long today either today which wouldn't help circumstances at all. Therefore, You slip off the counter and edge closer to him.

"maybe I could help..." you offer standing in front of him still sat on the sofa

"...how?" he asks looking up at you, confused at first.

You crane down slightly and begins unbuckling his belt. As soon as you begin slowly removing it, an uncontrollable smirk plasters onto his face and he shifts slightly in his seat knowingly. On your knees, you start to lick your bottom lip as you pull down his trousers revealing his growing bulge. And soon enough, you drop his boxers down to his ankles like you did with his trousers.

Without hesitation you take all of it in only to effortlessly fill him with an overwhelming amount of pleasure. As you take it all In your mouth, he exhales deeply at the feeling of your soft lips around him. You begin bobbing your head up and down, sucking him. He throws his head back squeezing his eyes shut as you do so.

"f-f-fuucckk" he moans as you carry on "your so good don't stop I-"

But you cut him off by shoving more in your mouth making him moan even louder. You take more in each time making his moans become progressively louder, and at this point, neither of you cared who heard. As you carry on bobbing your head up and down, he begins bucking his hips resulting in him going even deeper in your mouth. You could tell he was so close to being driven off the edge.

"almost there baby c'mon" he moans

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Thomas lunch breaks over we gotta get back to work" you hear Dylan say.

"u-uhh-oh-ohk-okay tell Wes I'll be there in a sec" Thomas shouts trying to conceal his inevitable moans which escaped him.

Just as Thomas almost hit his high, you pull away and stand up carving a devastated look on his face "looks like we'll have to finish business off later then..." you say teasingly leaving him unfinished

You wipe your mouth and begin heading to the trailer door to leave.

"(Y/N) NO!" he protests getting up grabbing your wrist. He slams you into the wall aggressively kissing your mouth roughly. As he does this, he begins ripping your clothes off and you assist with removing his until you're both completely naked.

He hoists you up with your legs wrapped around his waist, and without warning, he pushes himself inside all in effort to finish the both of you off. You instantly gasp at the feeling of his power and lust that drove him.

"God you're tight!" he grunts

 You begin to dig your finger nails into his back, moaning his name as you went. But this only fuelled Thomas more, one more big push would finish you both. You both release as he pumps for the last time. As he puts you back down on his feet you and him try to catch your breathe. With your foreheads pressed together he whispers

"maybe I should be stressed more often.."

[X] Well fuck. I need holy water that was awkward to write but everyone else likes It, I mean who wouldn't its fucking Thomas but ayyeee if you want more of whatever then comment below or whatever you want I don't mind. I'm just terrible at writing smut though. BIBBITY BOBBITY BYEE