Måneskin Smutty Stories

Movie Nights

Summary: You and Thomas both have a crush on each other but are too nervous to make a move, until one day he finally does.

CW: Not super smutty but a little spicy, just some titty touching and making out, mostly just cute fluff and mutual pining

You and Thomas have been close friends for years now and, after you graduated college, you decided to move to Italy and Thomas offered to let you move in with him to the extra room in his apartment. And now, the two of you are inseparable. You're always tagging along with him and the band when they go out, when you're welcomed by all of them of course, and you and Thomas are joined at the hip the whole time. Strangers are always confusing you two for a couple and you both just laugh it off but you secretly don't mind. In fact, you would absolutely love for it to be true.

One night, you're out at a party with Thomas and the rest of the band and you're talking to Vic by the wall, watching Thomas dance out of the corner of your eye.

"Honey, we can all see it," Vic says when she sees you staring off yet again. Your attention is brought back to her, cheeks heating up.

"See what?" you sheepishly respond.

"We see you and Thomas always flirting with each other but both of you are too afraid to make a move," Vic says with a smirk, leaning in close so no one else hears.

You feel your cheeks heat up even more, realizing that everyone knows your little secret. You cross your arms in a vain attempt to protect yourself. "I- I do not flirt with Thomas. And he certainly does not flirt with me," you stutter through.

Just as you attempt to compose yourself again, you see Vic smiling at someone and look over to the direction of her gaze to see a smiley Thomas barrelling his way over to you two. Once he gets to his destination, he immediately wraps his one arm around your shoulder and the other around your waist. He was always super comfortable and affectionate with you so this wasn't out of the ordinary.

"Hey ladies, having fun?" Thomas says.

"Tons. I think I'll leave you two alone now though," Vic responds while already starting to walk off.

Thomas quickly stops her. "Wait Vic, stay! Don't worry, we won't do anything you wouldn't wanna see," he says with a wink in your direction. Vic raises her eyebrows and looks to you as if to say see I told you. You roll your eyes at both of them and watch as Vic shakes her head and smiles, walking away from you.

You're suddenly very aware of your surroundings, you get a little nervous. That's not to say you mind being encased in Thomas's arms, but he does get your heart beating a little too fast sometimes. Thomas notices you staring at him and pipes up, "you wanna ditch this place babe?"

He just called you babe. Your heartbeat now comes to a complete halt. But, he calls everyone babe right? You've definitely heard him call Damiano babe before, and maybe even Vic too if you think back. So this can't mean anything. Right?

Thomas takes you out of your thoughts by holding you closer and asking, "well, is that a yes?"

"Oh. Yes-uh- yeah let's get out of here," you somehow get out of your mouth. You don't know why you're so nervous all of the sudden, you're not usually like this with Thomas. You try to shake it off as you walk together to your car. This party was interrupting one of your weekly movie nights so you spent the car ride discussing what movie you should watch instead.

As soon as you make it home, you order delivery from your favorite pizza place and open a bottle of wine. You pour two glasses as he sets the pizza box down on the coffee table in the living room and turns on the movie you've selected.

You bring the (way too full) glasses of wine and hand one to Thomas as you get under the soft, warm blanket with him. You immediately cuddle up to him, resting your head on his shoulder with your arm resting around his neck and his around your waist. You scooch back so your side is against his chest, halfway in his lap. He smiles and blushes when you snuggle closer and cheers your glasses.

A few hours later, you're both a little wine drunk and somehow have cuddled up even closer to each other under the blanket on the couch and you can feel each other's heartbeats racing. You look up at him and see that he's already staring down at you, you ask, "Why aren't you watching the movie?"

Feeling incredibly bold from the wine, he says, "because you're more interesting to look at". You can feel the warmth in your cheeks rise and a smile appear on your face, but your nerves are still present. He could mean it in a friendly way, or it could just be a joke, you thought.

You realize he's being serious when you see a blush reach his cheeks as well and start to shift under you, trying to escape your grasp, thinking you don't feel the same.

"No, wait. What do you mean?" you say as you stop him from shifting away.

"I-Uh-I well... I mean I think you're really pretty y/n," he stutters. The tension between you two is suddenly palpable and you both are just sitting there not saying anything, staring at each other.

You decide to say 'fuck it' and quickly finish your third glass of wine, pouring what's left of it into your mouth, and grab Thomas's glass from his hands before setting them both down on the table. You lightly grab his face, pulling him into a gentle kiss. He's not kissing you back so you pull away to see his slightly stunned face. Thinking you've fucked up, you try to come up with words to apologize before he finally comes to his senses and goes back in for another kiss, this time filled with much more passion and intensity. His long fingers end up tangled in your hair at the back of your neck.

After a few seconds, you both pull back, breathless with dumb smiles on your faces.You start laughing all blushy and happy and Thomas join in, confessing, "I've wanted to do that since I first met you". You're both so relieved and you realize you could've told him a while ago and could've been kissing him long ago. You decide to make up for lost time and go back in for another kiss. Your hands find their home in his hair as you pull him in even closer. His plush lips massage your own as your tongue darts out to softly brush against his bottom lip. His hands make their way to your waist, and while you're both distracted by each other's lips and tongues, he fidgets his long fingers around the hem of your shirt, pulling and rubbing at it.

"You want me to take it off baby?" you offer, noticing the nice feeling of his fingertips on your skin and wanting more.

He gets somehow even more shy and cute, not even realizing where his hands were, and stares at you blankly for a moment before remembering to answer with a, "yes...please" and a nod.

His puppy-dog eyes combined with his begging goes straight to your core and your breathing instantly gets heavier, not realizing how much you'd enjoy that. You smirk, keeping eye contact with him while slowly pull your top over your head and throw it to the floor. Your eye contact breaks as he shifts his eyes down to your bare chest. You get a little bashful when you see him staring and attempt to cover yourself with your arms before he grabs your wrists and says, "don't cover yourself, you're so beautiful".

You smile, feeling slightly more confident in your body seeing the lust in Thomas's eyes. You lift yourself onto your knees and swing one leg around his hips to straddle him, sitting in his lap. You go back to kissing his lips before trailing them down to his neck, feeling his stubble scratching against your lips. His hands are hesitant and he doesn't quite know where to place them so you help him decide. You take his big hands into your own and bring them to your newly revealed breasts, pressing them down and encouraging him to explore and play with them however he wants. He likes the little whimper he hears when his nimble fingers brush against your nipples so he does it again. Your lips make their way to the base of his neck and graze your teeth over the sensitive spot, hearing Thomas moan in your ear.

You raise your head to look him in the eyes and see how flushed he's become and just how pretty he looks in your arms. "Do you want to take this to my bedroom?" you ask. He nods his head and you both smile, getting up to walk together hand in hand. You can't seem to wipe the smile off your face as you realize you finally get to spend every night in bed with Thomas now.