Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Sinners || TBS- part 6

It has been three days already since the last time I heard something from Y/N. The filming was almost over and I couldn't wait to go home and have her in my arms again. I took my phone out, ready to text her as I promised.

"Hey, Y/N. Everything is ok home?" I asked. I wasn't sure if she was with Jack or not, but I didn't want to risk on saying something inappropriate from the beginning.

"Hey Tommy, everything is fine here. How's filming going on?" she replied almost immediately.

"Oh, so far so good. We're almost done", I sent back.

"Good! Take care of you."

"Is Jack around there?" I asked her then.

It took her almost five minutes, but she finally answered.

"No, he's not here at the moment. Why?", she said.

I grinned.

"Just asking..." I sent. She didn't answer back. "I miss you!" I sent another one.

"I miss you too, Tommy."

That simple statement made me smile widely. She wasn't even trying, yet she could make my heart melt every time.

"Do you really miss me? Or do you miss a certain part of me?" I asked her, a mischievous smile on my face. I could already imagine her laughing at that one.

"Seriously ?! Of course I miss ALL OF YOU!"

"Liar! You can't fool me, love!" I was laughing so hard by now.

"Ok fine, you got me. I guess I really miss your hands..."

"Keep going. What do you miss about doing with my hands, love?"

"You're the only one who can reach the top shelf in the kitchen, Tommy!", she replied. What? Was she kidding me?

"It's not really the answer I expected to see", I sent back, frowning at her statement.

"I miss your mouth though", she texted back.

I grinned again.

"Where do you miss my mouth, love?"

She ignored my text, sending me another. "...and your tongue..."

"Is that so? And why would you need those, my love?"

"For you to use them...every morning."

God damn it! I could already feel myself getting aroused from her words.

"Every morning?! It would be my pleasure. Tell me...where would you like me to use them?"

Another couple of minutes passed before she answered.

"Bathroom..."

"Dirty little girl! What do you want me to do?"

I was biting my lip, waiting for her to answer. I could already imagine myself between her legs again, tenderly kissing her down there.

"You were my alarm clock, Tommy! You and your singing into the shower! Now I have to set my alarm clock every morning", she texted back.

Wait, what ?! It took me a whole minute to realize what she was talking about. I rolled my eyes. She was playing me again.

"You're no fun, Y/N!", I sent back.

"Oh, I think I am!" she replied and I could imagine her laughing in that very moment.