🔅Thomas brodie-sangster one-shots🔅

🤍Tall🤍

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Y/N- Your Name
Y/N/N- Your Nick Name
Y/H/C- Your Hair Color
Y/E/C- Your Eye Color
Y/B/F- Your Best Friend

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There he was, that goddam cowboy. The  weirdly attractive 20 year old that you liked more than anyone. The unmistakable sound of your heels on the marble rang though the room of chees groupies. you looked around at all the contests in the large NYC hall.

"Good morning, sweetheart." Said Benny, before he turned around to greet you.

"Howdy, cowboy." You said, mocking slightly.

"What is such a pretty girl like yourself, doing with all of these dirty chess boys." He sauntered over to you.

"Well I'm here to set my favorite "dirty chess boy" straight. you ready to lose yet watts?" You flirted

"Oh darling, you wish you could beat me." He said, walked towards you once again, so that you were less than a foot apart.

"Well than my wish is about to come true." You stated up at him. Damn he's so tall.

"Huh, alright... shorty." He said to your and you mocked offense.

"You know for a fact I'm not short, your just a giraffe."

"Whatever you say darling." He chuckled. God you loved him. The way he said darling made you swoon. Every time he spoke shivers went down your spine.

"Good luck watts." You said in a flirty manner.

"Keep it hun, you'll need it." He winked before he left.

◇later that day◇

"Having a drink, shorty?" You heard him say behind you. You stared into your glass twirling it slightly.

"Not the time, watts" you groaned. Taking a long drag from the cigarette from that was resting in between your fingers. He came up behind you, resting his hands on that bar, either side of you: traping you.

"Why are you upset? You knew you were gonna lose." He whispered in your ear, his words hurt slightly but the feeling of your breath against your skin was heavenly. You closed your eyes and yor mouth hung open slightly, as you let out a shaky breath.

"What are you talking about?" You whispered back.

"I know you threw the game." He said into your ear, the raspyness of his voice made your breaths quicken.

"I don't know what you mean." You groaned.

"Dont lie to me love, lie to anyone else, just not me." He reached one of his hands to grab the cigarette out of your fingers before he took a long drag from it. He faced away from you to blow away the smoke. Sadly, be was right. You knew how much chess ment to him, and in the moment, the way his hair fell around his face, the he played with his hands when he was pondering a move. The way he would look at you in anticipation. All of it together distracted you too much. He sat in the stool next to you. "Why did you do it?" He asked sadly.

"I don't know." Lie.

"Your lieing again." He stated looking into your eyes.

"You know what? No." You said throwing some money on the counter  and getting up from the bar. You speedily walked to the elevator. But Benny caught up to you.

"Y/n. Wait. Just tell me." He pleaded.

"Go away." You said before entering the elevator. you frantically pushed the door close button, but nothing happened. "Dammit" you hissed.

Benny ran into the elevator and grabbed your shoulder, spinning you around. "Whats wrong? Please, y/n, speak to me. You know me, we're good friends, tell me." He pleaded.

"Right. Friends." You smiled sadly. You reached your hand up to his face and pushed away his hair. "I like your hair," you smiled, pushing away the question he had asked you.

"Stop trying to change the subject by playing to my ego." He said to you. The elevator came to a stop and opened. You jogged down the hallway, and Benny followed. "Whats wrong, did I do something to you?" Yes.

"No, watts, go away!" You unlocked your hotel room door and rushed inside  attempting to shut the door. One of Benny's hands wrapped around the door pushing it open.

"Well than what's your problem?" The chic cowboy asked.

"Dammit Benny!" You grabbed his shoulders attempting to pull him towards you, you groaned when he didn't budge. "Can you lean down so your level with me?" You asked. He looked confused, still not moving. "Benny!" You ordered. With a confused expression he leaned down and you gave him a quick smile and a thanks before you restored your angry expression.

"What are yo-" he started starting to look annoyed. You cut him off by removing his hat, despite his objections. You placed one hand on his shoulder and the other played with his hair. You got up on your tippy toes and pushed your lips to his. He stood still, stunned for a moment before he gave into you.

He slowly bagan to move his lips with yours. You bit his bottom lip, begging him to deepen the embrace. He slowly started to back you up to the wall. He crained his neck down to you, catching you in a hungry attack. But, he let out a groan of discomfort.

"God, your so short." He said placing his hands on the upper part of your thighs, lifting you up so you can wrap your legs around his waist.

"Im not short. Your just so damn tall." You giggled before you reconnected your lips to his. You moved your kisses across his jaw and began leaving small hikis on his neck.

"Hold on, w-what is this?" He questioned in between moans.

"I have" you left a kiss on the nape of his neck. "Had a" another kiss. "Burning," kiss, "for you" another kiss, "since" kiss. You pulled back to look at him. "I first met you." You reconnected your lips. But now it was his turn to speak.

"What kind of burning?" He asked you. "Do you want me to fuck you, or do you want me to take you on dates, and than fuck you."

"Benny, I want you to push me up against the wall and fuck me, hard. And then when I wake up tomorrow morning, I want you to ask me out to coffee. And if that goes well I want you to take me to dinner and fuck me again." you said, you were done with not getting what you wanted and you wanted the tall, cowboy, child prodigy infront of you.

"Sounds good enough to me, sweetheart." He said before stripping of his leather coat and pushing up your dress.