Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines (under extreme revision)

~ Darlin', I'm beggin' ~

Mature themes are mentioned. Reader discretion advised. 

No, I'm really serious. This might get quite seggsy ;) 

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Spending a night at a club was not something you'd usually do but whatever spirit possessed you to do so, you began to thank internally because quite frankly, you needed it. A lot. Stress from your online classes had caused quite a ruckus up your thinking chamber that it almost hurt to even think at all plus not to mention the impending break up you had with your supposed-to-be "lover" who had no problem devouring the face of a woman in the bed you kept warm. 

And so you came to the nearest club in your area, put on your best attire with only one goal in mind:

FORGET.

And forget you did. Downing down another round of the strongest alcohol, the stinging burn filling your throat and senses making your grimace momentarily but a grin replaced it almost immediately as you strutted down the dance floor, lights flooding your sight and the music booming loud which compelled you to sway with it. Two hands suddenly envelop your waist and you could feel another body following the beat of yours, their lips near your ear. 

"You dancing for half of the Inferno, huh?" A baritone voice spoke, feeling the hotness of his breath tickling the side of your face that sent goosebumps to rise in your skin. You hummed and with dazed eyes you turned to your side to see your sudden companion but you could only make out a sandy hair which was slicked back and you could smell a hint of cigarettes as well. 

"What's it to you?" You asked, now facing the DJ playing the song with eyes closed as you continued to feel the music and you heard the figure behind you chuckle, hands slightly tightening on your waist and a sigh of pleasure unexpectedly left your mouth. 

"Was quite offended that you didn't ask me to dance, hm?" 

You scoffed as you turned around and pushed him away from you, palms hitting a quite hard chest however his hands quickly caught your wrists and looped it around his neck, fingers finding its way back to your waist. 

"Well you're the one whose hands are on me, I'd call that desperate." You whispered under your breath, something hot slowly building up in your stomach. 

You could see his face more clearly now that you faced him, dark eyes boring into yours with an unexplainable glint and his neck was adorned with necklaces that hung low onto his revealed chest. 

He was hot. You had to admit that and in your drunken state didn't realize that you said it openly which elicited a laugh from him. His eyes scanned your body from bottom to top and when meeting your own, a lustful look was behind them. 

"Yeah?" He questioned as he pulled you closer to his physique and you could feel the warmth radiating from him, "You're not so bad yourself." You felt your breathing grow heavier as his hands started to leave where it was previously and lightly caressed your sides as if curious to see what your reaction would be.

I'm fightin' hard
To hold my own
Just can't make it all alone
I'm holdin' on
I can't fall back
I'm just a con about to fade to black

You heard Damiano David's voice sensually echo within the club as this mysterious man's lips suddenly hovered over the exposed skin of your neck that made your breath hitch. Lips grazed your skin and you inhaled sharply at this while the other chuckled out, shaking his head at how sensitive you were. 

"I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out baby
I'm beggin', beggin' you
So put your loving hand out." 

His voice softly sang out drowning the singer's own tone which was extremely weird since it was literally blaring out through every corner of the place but somehow, his was the only one you could hear. 

"Would you let me? Darlin', I'm beggin."

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ngl this imagine felt like a fever dream. 

aaand I'm back!! Hi everyone! I apologize for my very very long hiatus with no goodbye whatsoever but I'm back! Also I'm freaking out my heart is so happy!! Are you freaking kidding me??? 176k reads, 4k votes and 1.6k comments??? Y'all are amazing I swear! I don't even know why you like the imagines because most of the earlier ones I wrote were from when I was still idk 14 and they're pretty shitty [hence why I'm revising] but gosh I'm so thankful :(

Thank you all for keeping up with me, bearing with the imagines I write (although they could be better) and commenting your thoughts about them. I read some of your comments from my recent ones and it made me laugh hehe. I'm so freaking grateful for you, my reader, because of your continuing support despite me being absent for a year or even more. I can't promise to stay for a long time but I will try to get out as much imagines as my brain could rack up because I love writing stories and they kind of ease my mind, the only problem is that I don't know exactly what genre or prompt I should write (please give me ideas in the comments, I'd be more happy to see and hopefully write them for you). Also I apologize if grammatical errors or wrong usage of words could be found, English is not really my first and primary language so I still struggle with it :( 

I hope you enjoyed this small oneshot of whatever it's supposed to be and please look forward to see the next update I would release! Hint: it's a different universe from all of the imagines I wrote but still about Thomas our gorgeous boy (HAVE YOU SEEN THE PICTURE ABOVE???? SIR, WITH ALL THE RESPECT, STEP. ON. ME.)