Pulling The Heartstrings (Thomesa)

Sleepless

Set after the Death Cure au
Warning: Smut
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Despite the fact that Teresa left him and his friends in order to find the cure, only to end up being his blood in the end and saved his life on a flaming rooftop. She was always a part of him that he couldn't forget, no matter how much he tried.

He knew they were both strong people but the time they spent apart made them quite weak for each other. Which was why when she desperately clung to him and let out a soft moan, he knew he couldn't ever get enough of her. "Tom...."

She was straddling his lap as his arm was wrapped behind her back and pushed her shirt further down, cupping her breast into his mouth. Teresa instantly shivered in his strong arms, her small hands busy caressing his bare chest as her blue eyes became heavy lidded.

She moaned into the silence, her breath hitching as he greedily sucked the soft skin on the top of her breast and left a kiss mark. "Thomas...."

Thomas closed his eyes blissfully at the sound of her moaning his name, pulling her closer to him as her fingers threaded through his messy brown hair.
"Wait....wait...." Teresa gasped, breathlessly as she let out another moan which reverberated through his body.

He couldn't help but interrupt her with a rough kiss, drowning in her intoxicating taste and groaned into her mouth. She returned the kiss with equal hunger, her shirt bunched around her hips as she whimpered at the passion in his kiss.

"I can't wait any longer...." He murmured, breathing heavily as his large hand caressed her thigh possessively. Her arms quickly wrapped around his neck, feeling herself lost in his darkened brown eyes as they released all the love and longing that had been building between them from the start.

His hips grinded against hers, fitting together like two puzzle pieces. Teresa breathed in shakily, her body arched in invitation as his fingers lightly ran through her dark raven hair.
"Tom, please...."

He instantly silenced her with another passionate kiss, letting her know he knew what she wanted by burying himself inside her with more force than he'd ever allowed himself. A groan escaped his mouth, feeling complete for the first time.

She let out a short cry then moaned his name, her nails scraping his bare back as her body constricted in response. It was like coming home, she belonged with him.

Thomas could barely hear her gasping in his ear, breathless words of more over and over again as the blood roared in his head and pressed her down onto the bed. They were finally one, something he secretly wished during their time together and apart.

The small part of his brain that hadn't been overwhelmed by his desire quickly warned him how rough he was being with her, that she was hurting but he was unable to heed its call.

Normally, he had wanted to be more gentle and slow but the waves of his longing for her and her swollen pink lips seemed to have consumed him. They had changed a lot throughout their journey before eventually settling down in Paradise, now finding more time to themselves. She was his wife after all.

Not that Teresa appeared to be even complaining as her nails continued scraping his back, so much that his skin bled a little. She instinctively stifled her moans by biting his shoulder hard enough to bruise, lost in his essence.

Thomas groaned, caught off-guard at her actions as the small pain triggered his own ending. He eventually felt her fingers lovingly caressing his rough cheeks, wanting to calm him as he softly mumbled her name into the silence.

His large hands gently caressed her soft skin, watching her snuggle further against his chest as a soft smile grew on his face. She pressed a soft kiss on the bruise on his shoulder she made, hating she hurt him as a result.

Thomas pressed a light kiss on her forehead, wanting to reassure her it was ok as he stared at the mesmerising sight of Teresa in his arms. She looked flushed and tired, her beautiful blue eyes were hazy as she stared up at him. He didn't mind baring the love marks she left on him.

"Again...." She whispered, breathlessly as she quickly caught her breath and peppered hungry kisses on his jaw and neck. Her body felt tired but she desperately wanted another fill of her husband.

"You're going to kill me one day...." He muttered in a barely audible voice as he inwardly groaned at her hips grinding against his. His brown eyes darkened again and obliged, knowing her strength to continue was better than his.

He instinctively rolled them around, keeping her close to him as he pinned her to the bed. Her gasp filled his ears as he stared back at darkened blue eyes, ready for more. It would be another sleepless night for them.

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 :)