Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Sinners || TBS-part 1

I've finally moved in with my best mate Jack and his girlfriend, Y/N after a long time of searching the perfect house for all the three of us. This one was bigger than the others, with 4 bedrooms at its first floor and 1 big living room at its ground floor. From the kitchen you could exit to a private patio in the backyard, where there was a big grill for barbeque.

One bedroom had its own bathroom and that was going to be my room. The house had another two bathrooms, one for the first floor -in the back of the hall- and the other one downstairs -near the living room-. The extra bedrooms were for the guests, such as our families or friends.

I won't lie, the rent was pretty high for such a big house, but we all agreed that we could handle it. Money were not a problem for me, I could pay the rent all by myself because I got paid really good for my latest roles I played.

Jack would afford to pay from his band gigs and Y/N had a Marketing Research degree. They were together for 2 years now, so it was about time for the next step. Y/N and I were good friends, always hanging out with her and Jack when I was home and talking about everything. So I was pretty happy when they decided to make this step in their lives.

After a while, Jack suggested that Y/N should stay home and take care of the house in our absence. She declined, saying that she was a career woman, not a housekeeper. That night there was a massive fight between them, ending with Jack sleeping on the couch in the living room. That girl knew what she wanted and how to get it!

She was a genius in doing her job and her charm would help too. And why should I lie? She was a good looking woman with lots of brain and charisma, long legs and tiny waist. She knew how to listen, but also how to scold you. She was eager to try new things, but also knew when to say stop.

But even if she was a pro in her office, she was a party animal after work hours. So that night, when both of us got wasted after drinking a whole bottle of red wine and smoking 2 packs of cigarettes, I suddenly heard my mouth speaking without thinking:

"Would you have sex with me?"

It was an awkward silence, then Y/N burst out laughing.

"Excuse me?", she said.

"You just told me that every girl would be lucky to be mine", I reminded her. "You're a girl."

"And?"

Teaser! I screamed in my head.

"Have sex with me." I said it so calmly that I hardly believed myself. I turned my gaze towards her and she was just looking at me with her eyes wide open. Beautiful, big blue eyes. We stared at each other for a couple of seconds, before she moved her gaze away.

"You must be joking!" was all that she said then she lit a cigarette. Her moves were so delicate, the way she was holding that cigarette between her fingers, her red lipstick on its stump. I could imagine a thousand ways to put that mouth at work.

"And if I'm not?" Where all the sudden courage came from?

"Then you're stupid, Thomas! What's going on with you tonight?" She was annoyed by this point, I could tell. But I decided to play my cards until the end.

"Nothing", I grinned. "But something's definitely going on down there", I said pointing at my crotch.

She rolled her eyes and she just snorted with laughter. "Go to sleep Thomas, you're wasted." She put out the cigarette and stood up, heading for the back entrance of the house. When she was near my chair, I caught her wrist and stopped her.

"Jack doesn't have to know", I whispered. "It would be our little secret."

"Yeah, that's not going to happen!" She didn't even look at me when she said that. She snatched her hand from my grasp and went inside the house.

Well then, that went better than I thought. The good thing was that I didn't get punched; the bad thing was the boner I had to take care of after our little conversation. All that dirty talking just got me going. SHE got me going; HER presence of mind, HER personality, HER way of saying things.

She said that I needed a girl whom I can trust. Well who is better than her to keep our little secret? And it would be just for fun, why such a big deal? I wasn't even home most of the time.

I finished my drink and headed for my room. I was already a mess so I didn't have the energy to think about Y/N that night anymore.