Be It Or Not Unbreakable Bond (Thomesa)

Chapter 16

She softly trailed her fingers across his cheeks, tracing his moles as she saw him instantly lean into her touch. He breathed in shakily, watching her caress his face as he still couldn't believe she was here, wrapped up in his arms. Her beautiful blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight as she stared at him, her hand caressing his rough cheek lovingly.

"This feels like...." Teresa whispered under her breath as she burrowed further into his warmth.
"Like what?" Thomas whispered back, softly as he stared back at her.
"A dream...." She muttered, quietly as a tear escaped her blue eyes.

He gently wipe the tear away with his thumb before tugging her closer, keeping her pressed against his chest.
"Does it feel real now?" He spoke, quietly as he pressed a light kiss on her eyelid. His brown eyes held a soft glimmer as he stared at her angelic face and watched her lean into his touch.

"No...." She whispered, softly as she felt herself melt against him.
"How about now...." He whispered back, as he pressed a soft kiss to her neck.
"No...." She gasped, quietly as she shivered in his arms and clutched his shirt.
"How about now...." He murmured, softly as he kissed her collarbone and stared back at her with darkened brown eyes.

Teresa stared at his lips, her eyes heavy lidded as she found it hard to talk when he looked at her like that.
"How about now...." Thomas murmured, softly as he kissed the corner of her mouth.

"I....No..." She gasped, shakily as she felt their noses gently touch. Their eyes locked, feeling intense electricity in the air as they stared at one another. She couldn't take it anymore, not with him staring at her with such longing.

Teresa slanted her mouth against his, greedily as she threaded her fingers through his brown hair. Thomas moaned, returning the kiss with equal passion as he drowned in her intoxicating taste. Her tongue demanded more, loving his grip on her hips as she deepened the kiss. He groaned into her mouth as the more he tasted her, the more he wanted her.

They were both breathing heavily, so lost in each other when their lungs desperately needed air.
"Teresa, I need more...." He muttered under his breath, slightly panting as he stared at her swollen pink lips.
"Me too...." She gasped, breathlessly as she stared into his darkened brown eyes then his lips.

Thomas's mouth slanted back on hers, hungrily as her sweet taste invaded his mouth. Teresa moaned, her fingers in his hair as she pulled his head closer to hers. His tongue desperately demanded more of her, loving her sweet taste as he gently lifted her onto his lap.

He groaned as she deepened the kiss and pressed her small body against his. Nothing mattered anymore as they drowned in one another.

A loud cough suddenly broke their heavenly bubble, causing them to gasp for air and turned their heads towards a smirking Minho. Her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment, slightly shifting in Thomas's strong arms as she desperately tried to calm her breathing.

She slowly looked back up at him, only to find him staring at her dazed and breathing heavily. His brown eyes were still darkened, his hair messier due to her wandering fingers.

Thomas quickly snapped out of his lovestruck trance when he noticed Minho standing near door, trying to hold his laugh. He grew irritated when he saw Minho wasn't leaving and tightened his hold on Teresa's waist, keeping her close.
"What do you want?" He grumbled, annoyed as he saw him lazily walk further into the hut.

"I'm sorry for checking up on ya, you ugly shank." Minho snickered, smirk still on his face as he placed his hand on his chest in mock hurt. Teresa just buried her red face in Thomas's chest, still feeling embarrassed as she felt him gently stroke her hair.

"Just wanted to ask ya if you wanted any food  Frypan made." Minho responded with a slight laugh as he saw Thomas's annoyed expression.

Teresa's stomach growled at the mention of food as her cheeks flushed red again and quietly groaned. Thomas smirked down at her, slightly laughing as he saw her embarrassed face. He found it strangely adorable. She half heartedly glared before sticking her tongue at him, making Thomas smile.

"I guess that answers your question, Minho." He spoke, softly as he saw their hands now entwined and squeezed her hand. She glanced at their hands clasped together, a bright smile grew on her face at the gesture.

Now all she cared about was food as they all walked out the Med-Jacks hut and headed towards the mess hall. She was finally happy with Thomas.

Author's Note: Please do comment what you think so far of the story. It really helps motivate me by hearing your thoughts. I'm hoping to update soon :)