🔅Thomas brodie-sangster one-shots🔅

🖤 interview 🖤

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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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"So what was the best part of filming." The interviewer, sandy, asked Dylan. But you weren't paying attention much. you were just thinking about how you could get thomas out. The cast had decided, a few months ago, that they would make these boring and repetitive interviews a little more fun. We would all try and embarrass each other and the last to screw up would win. Kaya, Dylan, ki, and will had already lost. So that just left you and thomas.

You could always just flirt with him. Yeah! That's what you would do. You covered your mic and went to whisper in his ear. "You shouldn't wear those pants around me. I have the sudden urge to rip them off." His eyes widened and his face immediately got red.

"Don't start something you won't be able to finish." He whispered back and you smirked.

"Why not, is this..." you place your hand on his upper thigh. "Bothering you." Your voice was low and suggestive.

"Id doesn't bother me but, does it bother you?" He whispered back.

"What do you mean" you questioned, clearly setting him up. He covered his mic and shifted so that he was facing you. Your Hand moved  up his thigh, and you went to remove it but his hand rested on yours. He slowly urged your hand to get closer to his center.

"Does it bother you that your hopelessly in live with me, but you can't act on it,, so you play these games In order to get as close as you can to me, before your heart breaks."

"Hmm, its cute when you try to be all smart and witty, but I know for a fact-" a blush rose to his cheeks when you placed your hand over his hardening member. "You would love, for me to just drop to my knees," you started to grind your hand onto him. "And deep throat your cock." You hummed into his ear. You retreated your hand from his member and refocused yourself onto the interview.

He coughed slightly, in order to cover up any weird expression on his face.

"So, y/n, would you say you get along with everyone in the cast."

"Of course, yeah, we're all such a tight knit group of friends, that if one of us was having a cow we would all hash it out until we were all sorted." You smiled. And the cast agreed.

"Do you have any instances where the cast was fitting?" The interviewer questioned.

"Well there was one time when thomas and Dylan were 'fighting' over me." You laughed out. Kaya burst out laughing and the boys just got all blushy.

"Im gonna need some context." She urged.

"Well one time the boys were arguing about who was the better actor. And it all started as a joke, but... long story short. Kaya told the boys they should improvise a fight over a girl and thomas chose me." Thomas started laughing, he brought his hand up to run across his eyes and he shook his head. When his hand left his face it landed on your thigh. Your laughed slowed slightly, as you realized you might have gone too far, he wanted revenge.

"Well that pales in comparison to your little spat with your ex." He bit back. Your smile dropped completely. "One time, y/n's ogre of an ex thought she was cheating on him with me and he pushed over  a camera. Like one of the huge cameras, not just a hand held." He laughed as his hand drew circles on your thigh. You joined onto the laughter that followed the shared memories.

"Well," you rested your hand on his and pushed it up your black Lolita shirt. "What about you and Gzi, you were always doing sketchy crap. What do they say, when the trailers rocking don't come knocking?" You said as if you didnt know. Thomas's face was just so red it fuelled your want to win. The smirk on your face stayed strong as the hand, belonging to the very attractive blonde beside you, pushed up your black tennis skirt. His hand teased your thigh high stockings before he drew little circles up the inside of your thigh.

"Me? What about you and Jonathan?" He asked cocking up an eyebrow. "Oh God! Oh god!" He imitated your moans. "Somebody forgot about the fact I am In the room next to her." He laughs. You leaned into him, his hand just brushed over your clothed clit.

"Jonathan and I broke up weeks ago, he was jealous of my lust for you." You saw Thomas's eyes widened and his mouth hang open, you took this as a sign you were winning. "And if you would have listened closely-" his hand fingers rubbed up against you again."you would have heard your name in those little moans and gasps." It took him a moment until he tried to speak but he couldn't. A proud smile plastered across your face.

"Y/n I think you won!" Kaya smiled before he explained that you and thomas had a bet to the interviewer. She understood and sent us on our way, thanking us all for such an eventful hour.

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You and thomas shared two conjoined rooms at the end of a long hallway, so there you stood in a tiny, cramped elevator with said tall blonde.

The ackward tension was worsened by the terrible elevator music.

"I knew." He said candidly.

"What?"

"About you and your ex. Kaya told me. I just wanted you to admit it." He said coyly.

"Admit what?" You bit.

"That you wanted me."

"How did you know?" You asked.

"Our kiss scene." You were so into the moment that you got carried away. "It only took one take.  A little bit of fake foreplay can tell a lot about a person." You got to your floor and you bothslowly made your way out of the elevator. His breath tickled the back of your neck as he leant down to kiss your shoulder.

"Yeah?" The word came out as a breathy plea.

"Yep." He whispered.

"What does that say about me?" You hummed at the feeling of the hiki he was forming.

"That you want me..."  he started unbottoning your lacy dress. " to be rough with you. To fuck you, violantly." He finished. Before unlocking his door and pushing you inside...