Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Broken arrows || TBS -part 5

Thomas spent the next couple of months on the set of The Death Cure. As promised, he called me every day to check up on me and I was glad to hear his voice every time.

Meanwhile I was spending my time in therapy sessions with dr.Greene, the psychologist. I was feeling more confident now and the nightmares started to fade away little by little.

However, the media found out about our tragedy and they would keep calling to ask questions. I didn't want to answer them, neither did Thomas. He said that it was a family issue and politely asked them to quit mention it. So after awhile the phone stopped ringing.

And today, after five long months away, Thomas was finally coming home. We were all gathered in the kitchen –Tasha, Ava, Jack and I- waiting for his arrival. He didn't want any of us to wait for him at the airport, in order not to drag attention towards his presence; but the fans were everywhere, so he arrived home one hour late.

I didn't mind though, he was now a well-known young actor with lots of fans worldwide and I couldn't be more proud of him.

So when I finally heard the door open I jumped from my seat to greet my husband with Ava right on my heels. When I reached him I pulled him into a tight hug, my hands in his hair and my legs around his waist with his arms supporting my weight.

"Oh my God, I've missed you so much!" I told him through the kisses.

We heard giggles around us and we realized we were watched. We pulled away and he put me down, facing the others. Ava was taking pictures and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed for my sudden reaction. But nobody seems to care, I obviously had the right to greet my husband the way I feel after such a long time. Tasha and Ava pulled him into a group hug, smiles and cheers everywhere, while Jack patted him on the back and shook his hand.

That evening, scrolling through Instagram I found our picture on Ava's profile with the caption "My brother has been missed!"

"Oh look at this", I giggled and showed the picture to Thomas. He smiled with that cheeky smile of his and pulled me into a hug by my waist.

"You know, I really miss you so much", he said looking directly into my eyes.

"I'm right here, Tommy", I giggled again and pecked his soft lips.

"I meant missing you in another way, love." He gave me that meaningful look and waited for my reaction.

"Oh!"

I gave him a shy smile and bit my lower lip. Thomas raised my chin towards his face and slowly released my lip from my teeth. His gaze was so intense I could melt away in that very moment. He caressed my lip with his finger, then gently kissed it. I closed my eyes from the sudden sensations my body was overwhelmed with and I kissed him back. I felt him smile through the kiss and he pulled me even closer towards his body.

My arms were around his neck, my fingers playing with his blonde hair gently pulling at his strands. Our lips were dancing together and I could feel my body warm up from his every touch. Only then I realized how much I missed him all that time he was away from me.

He gently lifted me up and headed towards the bed, laying me down carefully. His moves were all so full of love and care, it was like in his hands was held the entire world.

"Just tell me to stop if you're not feeling comfortable, alright?", he whispered to my ear, but I was so lost in everything he was doing that I barely heard him.

He hovered over me still kissing my lips, his right hand caressing my skin and slowly lifting up my shirt until he finally took it off. He kissed my neck, then went down towards the valley of my breasts and stomach where his breath left a trail of goosebumps.

"Oh!" I released a quiet moan and I arched my back from the pleasurable sensation. My body was already ignited and I couldn't wait for him to be mine again.

He went back to my lips and asked for entrance, but not before he removed the rest of my clothes. I was now laying naked under his body and his hands were everywhere. I could hear his hard breathing, he barely contained himself not to devour me right there and then. But he continued to be gentle and patient when I helped him to remove his own clothes.

I was analyzing his whole body, being such a long time since I haven't seen him. His tense muscles, his bare chest, his skin on my skin, the feeling of his naked body over my naked one. All these feelings were overwhelming and I could feel my head spinning.

And when I finally felt him again it was like being home after such a long time. He was mine and I was his, our bodies moving together in the same rhythm as if an old tango was remembered again. I clutched my arms around his body to keep him close like I never wanted to let him go again.

"I love you so much", he half whispered, half moaned in my ear. He was so close to the final end that he couldn't even speak. His moves were a bit different now, a little rougher but still passionate in the same time.

And seconds later when he finally exploded and I felt his body trembling above me, I followed suit. I was finally home again, because home was every time I was with him.

I woke up with my husband's strong arms around my waist, his hot breath against my neck. I heard his soft snores and I smiled; his lips were slightly parted and his eyelids were moving like he was peacefully dreaming. For me it was the first night in a long time since I slept without having any nightmares. I knew partly was because of Thomas and his strong influence towards me and I was grateful for his presence.

We were still naked from last night, our bodies tangled around each other's. I smiled at the memory and I took aside a strand of hair from Thomas' beautiful face. I admired his pink lips and gently kissed them.

"I like your idea of waking me up", he smiled and kissed me back.

I slightly laughed and pulled away, biting my lip. I was staring at him again.

"Like what you see?", he asked a bit amused and uncovered his bare chest to give me a better view of his abs.

"Oh!" I blushed and moved my gaze away. I felt a bit guilty for being caught, but in the same time I gave him a playful look from the corner of my eye.

"Is it just me, or what happened last night wasn't enough for you?", he giggled and pulled me closer, our chests touching now.

"Last night was great, Thomas", I assured him.

"Really? Because I can do it again, better this time", he whispered the last words and I could feel my body getting warmer.

His left hand was on my leg now, lifting it up and putting it around his waist.

"Are you trying to get into my pants, Sangster?" I asked jokingly.

He gave me a hurtful look. "Excuse me, but it seems that you don't have any pants at all" , he started to laugh. "So I guess I have free access."

"Who said that?" I teased.

"Does my "husband" status count?"

"Maybe..." I said playfully with a smirk on my face.

"Just maybe?! Stop teasing, love!" He had a startled look on his face, but amused in the same time. Such an actor he was!

I glued my body completely to his and I kissed his lips. He hugged me tight while kissing back.

"I missed mornings like this so much", he mumbled against my lips. "I missed waking up next to you."

I smiled at his words; he always knew what to say and when.

"Make love to me", he asked and I couldn't do anything but obey.