Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Sinners || TBS- part 2

I was awoken by the breakfast smell; and by a sharp headache. I stumbled towards the bathroom and washed my face, feeling a lot better after that. I yawned and stretched a bit. I went downstairs only after I was sure I had a clean t-shirt on and a nice morning breath.

I found Y/N in the kitchen making scrambled eggs, wearing one of Jack's t-shirts and a pair of shorts. And those shorts were very short I must add.

"Look who's up!", she greeted barely looking at me. "How's your head?"

"Fine, I guess", I shrugged.

She approached me and put an aspirin and a glass of orange juice on the kitchen table in front of me.

"Take this, you'll feel better", she smiled.

"Thanks." I drank the tablet and put the glass back on the table, all this time watching Y/N minding her own business.

At some point, she tried to grab the salt from the top shelf, but she couldn't reach it. So I decided to help her; even if she was tall, I was taller.

As I got closer, I had the chance to analyze her body shape better: her toned legs, tiny waist, soft skin and oh...nice ass she got there. Damn you lucky man, Jack my friend!

"Here love, let me help you", I whispered as I reached for the salt.

She winced in surprise as she took her hand back. I was now behind her, so close that she could feel my breath against her neck; and suddenly there were goosebumps in the area. Interesting, I thought; and very seductive.

I pressed myself completely against her back, trapping her between my body and the kitchen countertop. My left hand was now on her waist while I leaned with the other on the shelf.

"Stop it, Thomas", she told me more like a whisper.

"Really? It seems to me that you enjoy this", I whispered back while gently squeezing her waist.

I could feel her tensed muscles, her uneven breathing. She was suddenly so nervous.

"Please, we're not suppose to..." she started to say, but her voice cracked. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath while my mouth got closer to her ear.

"When's Jack coming back?" I asked her then.

"Next week."

I smiled at her response. Plenty of time, I thought to myself.

"I like you, Y/N", I said to her.

"I like you too Thomas, but only as friends."

Liar! She was such a liar! I could tell from her body language that she wanted me! She was biting her lower lip and occasionally licking the spot there.

"Just friends?" I laughed. "Friends with benefits?"

"N...no!"

"Pretty little liar, that's what you are!" My lips were touching her ear while I was whispering and my left hand was now around her waist, holding her in a tight grip.

She winced and let out the breath that she was holding. I just smiled, pleased with her reactions around me. I could have had her right there on the countertop if I would have continued with my little charade, but I didn't want that; not with her.

So I just grabbed the salt from the shelf and put it on the countertop, moving away from her and leaving the kitchen.

I went to my room and closed the door. I couldn't be around her just then, not with all my thoughts I had at the moment. Is it just me, or she was playing me back? All that shivering and gasping had made me lose control for a second; all those things I said to her, all that touching and whispering. My mind was filled with shameful thoughts, shameful things I could do to her.