Snapped. (Thomas Jefferson X Reader)

20 - Can't Stop Thinking

I already had this written weeks ago and was supposed to wait for next week to publish it but eh 😂

⚠️Things get pretty steamy here 😏. (And by steamy I mean it's actually smut, kinda...  TAKE IT!)

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*Thomas' POV*

I couldn't stop thinking about it!

Ever since the lake shoot. Ever since I'd woven those flowers into her (Y/H/C) hair. Ever since my hand lingered on her cheek a little too long. Ever since she'd held me like that. Ever since that kiss!

We had agreed it was a spur of the moment thing - an accident - something to never speak about again.

But I wanted more.

I needed more.

I paced my way to the guest room where (Y/N) was staying. (Y/N) turned and looked at me when I came in, pulling the hem of her shirt a little.

"S-sorry." I stuttered. "I should've knocked." I started backing out of the room.

"It's okay. I was just finished." She smiled. I walked back in and closed the door behind me. We stood in an awkward silence for a while. She leaned on the windowsill and looked outside. She sighed. I followed her gaze.

We could see the lake from here. Even though the lake was secluded, you could see it from a distance - people just didn't go there.

"You think about it?" I asked. She nodded in response.

"Thomas, I know we said we wouldn't but... I just..."

"I know (Y/N)." I stood next to her. She looked at me, (E/C) eyes blinking.

"You think about it too?"

"I haven't stopped." I confessed. We looked at each other for a while. I hadn't realised that we were leaning in until I felt her lips on mine briefly. We pulled away for a second and went straight back to each other. I pulled (Y/N) closer by her waist, my other hand on her cheek. She pushed me away briefly.

"We... we shouldn't..." She stammered, pacing. Did she regret it? I don't. Oh god what've I done?

"Fuck it." she muttered, pulling me in again. Her fists balled up in my shirt as she assaulted my lips with hers. This was so much more than the lake kiss, the spark was there but oh my god - this was something else! My hands gripped her hips and traveled down to the back of her thighs. (Y/N) jumped up, securing herself by wrapping her legs around my waist. She pulled her upper body against mine as I ran my tongue along her bottom lip. She smirked but kept her lips sealed.

Fuckin' tease!

I growled a little, slipping a hand up her thigh and onto ass, gripping it slightly and making her gasp and allowing me to push my tongue against hers, causing us both to moan. Without warning, (Y/N) leaned back but kept her arms around me, pulling me with her so we fell onto the bed (narrowly missing a head collision but who am I to ruin the mood?). We pulled apart slightly, panting for air. We stood up and tried to fix ourselves to leave the room.

But we looked at each other again, both looking like a hot ass mess. Clearly a good thing at the time.

After a few brief moments, we leaned in, moulding our lips together, moving in sync. (Y/N) gently bit my lower lip, begging for a deeper kiss again. I was only too happy to oblige and soon enough, she had her arms loosely wrapped around my shoulders and legs around my waist again. Both of us were breathing heavily, trying to continue the kiss but also breathe properly. (Y/N) tried to say something but it was muffled.