Newt&TBS one shots

Euro 2020

*Thomas x reader smut*

*your pov*
"Come on, Thomas! It's almost 9" I whined. He was spending too much time choosing what to eat from the website. "Pizza or chinesse?" He asked. "Pizza. Now order it already, the match starts in half an hour" I said, preparing some drinks for us. "That's just the beginning with those kids running around and waving those t-shirt" he rolled his eyes. "I don't care. I want to watch every second" I said. "I hate when you want to watch football together" he sighed, turning on the tv. "Why? You like it too, don't you?" I asked. "Yeah...but...well...you're watching also for the players" he said. "Awww is somebody jealous?" I asked in baby voice. "Pfff why would I be jealous of some random guys with perfect toned body and a lot of money and fame? Me? Not in 100 years" he said, making me laugh. "Thomas, you're famous and you have fame. So shut up". "You didn't say anything about my body" he said. "You're handsome. Now, shut up. It's starting" I hushed at him. He groaned, but let me adjust on the big couch.

"You idiot! Pass the fucking ball" I yelled at the screen, making Thomas chuckled. "It's not funny! It could have been goal if he wasn't so selfish" I said, having a sip of my wine. "Dumbass" I mumbled.

I felt Thomas's eyes on me, studying carefully all my features. I didn't realise I was biting my lip every time Mason Mount appeared on the screen. "Jealous, Thomas?" I asked. "Maybe..." He groaned, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me into his body. "I hate watching football with you" he said, softly kissing my neck. "Mhm...you love it" I hummed, playing with his blonde locks.

I wanted some action, so I tried to make him lose his mind of jealousy. "Mason Mount, fuck me please" I shouted. His head shot into my direction, glaring at me up and down, before he jumped on me like a predator jumps on his prade . "What did you say?" He asked, sucking a purple spot on my neck. "Fuck...me...Thomas" I moaned, feeling the bulge in his pants. "I don't think I want to after what you said" he smirked, taking my short off. "No bra? No panties? You really wanted to masturbate over him" he said, entering a finger inside. "Ughh...maybe I did it for you..." I said, taking his shirt off, my hands roaming his toned chest. "Yeah? You were so desperate for attention, love?" He smirked before attaching his lips to my clit. "Fuck Thomas...." I moaned louder, feeling my peak nearing. He felt it and stopped kissing and sucking, then he lay near me.

"What are you doing?! Finish me!" I ordered. "Shhhh! The second half it's starting" he said, looking at the tv screen. "Ughh I hate your dirty games" I groaned, trying to focus my attention on the game. It was hard when I need release and he was the only one who could help me with that.

*Thomas's pov*
I love to make her wait. It's so sexy to see her all frustrated, trying not to think down there. I felt her hand on the waist band of my boxers. "Y/N? What are you doing?" I asked. "Watch the game or I'll throw all your hair gel away" she said, peeling my boxers off. "Fuck..." I groaned when her hands started pumping my dick. She started pressing soft kisses with tongue up and down my shaft, then she took it into her pretty wet mouth. "UGHHHH!!!!!" I moaned louder, grabbing and pulling her hair. She started sucking faster and harder than ever before. I was so close to my orgasm, when she stopped and regained her position to watch tv. "What are you doing?! Finish me!"I whined. She sticked her tongue out at me, laughing. "Ugh I hate your dirty games" I sighed. "You started it, so shut up" she said. I continued watching the game, trying not to focus on my throbbing dick.

*your pov*
"WHAT! So there's 30 more minutes and then penalties?" Thomas asked. "Yes, Tommy" I teased him. "Ugh fuck..." he sighed, hovering over me. "That means I can fuck you" he whispered into my ear. "Yes, yes you can, Tommy...Can you make me cum in less then 10 minutes?" I asked him. "I can make you cum till the game starts again" he smirked, pushing inside. "Ughh...that means 6 minutes" I said, rocking up hips up. "Yeah...6 minutes..." he said, thrusting into me hard. "Oh Thomas..." I moaned. "Is my baby close? Does she wants to cum?" He asked, rubbing on my clit. I nodded my head. "I need words, love" he said. "YES SHE WANTS TO CUM" I yelled as my orgasm hit me just in time, because the game was about to start. "Fuck..." Thomas groaned getting out. I noticed that he didn't cum and still was frustrated.

After 15 minutes, there was another short break. I decided to please him too, so I climbed onto him, letting him slip inside. "Love...are you alright? We never did this...I mean with your back facing me" he said. "I'm good. I wanna watch the game now" I said, starting to easily grind on him, earning grunts from him. "Ughh right there" he moaned, moving my hips from left to right. "YES GOAL!" I cheered jumping on his dick. "Ughh yesss" Thomas moaned in the back. I was jumping like a little kid, while creating friction for his cock, so he could come. And he did soon after, he helped me out and cummed all over the couch. "Ugh thanks love" he said, kissing my lips. "GOOOOAAAAAAALL" Both of us jumped when the commentator announced another goal, but unfortunately for Italy. "Oh come on, for God Sake! There will be penalties" I sighed. "Good" he smirked. "What's your plan, Thomas?" I asked.

He flipped me so I was on my belly. He slapped my ass, then lifted it in the air. "Umm Thomas?" I asked, before he pushed in from behind. "Shit..." he cursed, pulling my hair back. "Ughh...Thomas..." I moaned, trying to look at the screen. "Tell me when England scores" he said. "First goal" I said. I felt him thrust hard a few times. "Second missed" I said and he slapped my ass. "Ugh....Third missed" I said. He slapped my ass again. "Fourth...goal" he thrusted again. "Fifth....goal....and another round of penalties" I said. He thrusted hard again,  pounding  into me. "Thomas....ughhh...." I moaned, feeling close again, my walls clenching around him. "Tell me..." he said. "First....goal" I said and he hit that spot inside me. "Fuck...second missed" I said. He rubbed circles on my clit. "Shit....third goal" he got out and pushed again inside. "Ugh....fourth missed" he slapped my ass. "Fifth...ughhh...goal...England wins" I moaned as he pounded into me fast and hard, making my walls clench again and my juices covering his dick, and pouring down my legs. He got out and sprayed his cum over my back, then he licked my inner tights. "Fuck...I love you" he said, flipping me around again so I sat on my back. "I love you too" I said as he kissed me and we made out for a few minutes, then watched the players left the cup.

"I would watch more football like this" Thomas said, playing with my hair. "What's stopping you?" I asked. He looked at me startled, then smirked. "I'll remember what you said" he said, kissing my head.

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