Curtain

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*TBS x reader smut*
*your pov*
"Are you ready babygirl? I don't want to be late. My friends will think I'm just a loser" Thomas said. "Oh my gosh I'm coming now, Thomas" I said fixing my make up for the 100th time in the last 4 hours. "What the hell you're doing there? It's like you've been fucking a guy" he said clearly annoyed. "Maybe I am" I said tired of all his moods. "Listen here you bitch, I'm coming there if you don't get ready in 5" he said. "Fuck you" I said.

"I'm tired of everything, you can't even get ready in time!" He yelled. I didn't respond. I heard the curtain railing and there he stood. "What the fuck you want? Go to your friends!!!" I yell almost crying. "You didn't even dress up..." he said looking at me dressed in a black lingerie. "Baby, is something wrong?" He asked in soft voice. "You better get going. You don't want your friends to think you're a loser" I scoffed. "Tell me what's wrong" he said grabbing my wrist. "Nothing" I spit out.

"Tell me what's wrong" he ordered. "You want to know what's wrong?! Everything's wrong since the past months. You just care about your fukcing friends and their fucking opinion and I'm staying at home, wating for you to come back home to watch a movie and cuddle together, but you come home drunk...telling me that you don't love me anymore and that I'm a fucking slut...and that you want to break up with me....and....that you found somebody...else" I started crying my eyes out.

"Y/N....I...did I said all those things to you?" He asked. "No, bitch, Santa Claus said" I said whipping away my tears. "I'm sorry...I didn't know-" "You never know!!! You know nothing!!! You don't know how to make me feel loved, you don't know what things I like, you know nothing about me!!!" I said pushing him out of my way. "I do love you. A lot" he said. "Yeah? Well, you don't show it at all!!!" I yelled. "Hey, let's calm down and talk like two  adults" he said sitting on the couch and patting the place near him. I sighed and sit down.

"I'm sorry for what I did. I wasn't thinking straight, I don't even remember that. But you could have said that you don't like my new group of friends and I wouldn't have hang out with them anymore" he said taking my hands in his. "I didn't want you to think that  I'm overprotective" I said sniffing. "You're not, Y/N, you're the best girlfriend anyone could ask for. I love you and only you, Y/N" he said kissing me. I kissed him back, I kissed everything about him, I needed him so bad. "Will you forgive me?" He asked brushing his lips of my neck. "I did" I said locking my fingers into his messy hair and pulling his lips up to mines.

"Fuck, you look so hot" he said taking his clothes off. "What an idiot to miss any chance in these months" he said grabbing my breasts. "Thomas...." I moamed softly. "What an idiot to miss my baby moaning my name" he said finger fucking me. "What an idiot to forget to pleasure my babygirl" he said biting my neck. "What an idiot to make my babygirl wait for my dick" he said pushing inside. "Thomas..." "Moan for me...louder" he said thrusting harder and faster. "Fuck Thomas...I'm close" I said wrapping my legs around his waist. "Already? My fault" he said.

"Uughhh baaaaabyy!!!" He screamed when I reached my orgasm. "T-Thomas...come inside me...please" I whispered. He obeyed and I felt his hot liquids spurting inside me. Thomas received a text. "Who is?" I asked. "Doesn't matter now. All you matter is you" he said kissing me again. We laid on the sofa, my back against his chest and we watched tv. "You're so....beautiful" he said playing with my hair. "Who was it?" I asked. "You curious little girl...it was one of my ex friends" he said. "What did he say?" I asked. "That I'm a loser and I suck. And he fucks me" he laughed. "First, you're not a loser. You have me. Second, you don't suck, I suck you, and thirdly, he doesn't have the right to fuck you, only I do" I said. "You're damn right, love, you're damn right" he said and kissed me again.

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