"it's kind of hard to ask a dead guy what he did wrong."
a starlordesses gif series about the maze runner
currently editing the 200 parts
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You and Thomas just got back from a run.
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Your shirt fit your body like a second skin by now, covered with dirt and sweat.
"I'm so tired." Thomas plumped down on your bed.
"Thomas you're dirty don't sit on our bed!" you chase him away. You end up sitting on the bed at exactly the same spot he did.
"Wha-, but-, you're dirty too!" Thomas points to your shirt.
You look down and see how gross your shirt actually is. You take it off, revealing your bare stomach and collar bones, only wearing underwear.
"Am I still dirty?" you lick your bottom lip and bite it seductively. You stand up and push Thomas down on a bench.
He looks at you with big eyes.
You sit down on his lap, your hands climb up his chest slowly and you put your arms around his neck.
"I want you. Right here. Right now." He groans before you press your lips firmly against his warm, soft, sweaty lips. His hands on your back press you closer.
He stands up, your legs wrapped around his waist and he makes his way to the bed. He lays you down fast, but with tenderness.
He trails his kisses down to your neck, sucking on your soft spot. You take off his shirt and throw it away.
"Thanks for that."
A voice with accent you would recognize anywhere sounds through the room. Your eyes widen and you push Thomas away.
You rest on your elbows to see a smirking Newt standing in the door frame.
"Dinner is ready if you're hungry for real food, seeing the way how you two were biting each other, you are hungry." Newt walks away laughing.
You press one quick kiss on Thomas his mouth, stand up and grin.
