Needing You | Gally X Reader | Tmr | The Maze Runner

Chapter Twenty Two: The Moment You've (Hopefully) Been Waiting For

He caught my looking at his dick and smirked. "Enjoying the view?" he teased.

"Shut up," I mumbled.

He took two strides toward me, towering over my body. How the hell can one person be that tall?

"Do you know how hot you look tied up like that?" he asked, stroking one side of my cheek. "You don't know how long I've dreamed to have you like this. Completely at my mercy."

"Gally, just fuck me already," I begged, trying to grind on his dick but, due to my bindings, couldn't.

"You're impatient, aren't you?" He kissed me once, then wrapped my legs around his torso. "You ready, darling?" I nodded.

He slowly lowered me onto him, and I let out a string of moans as he finally entered me. Soon enough, I had all eight inches inside of me. Obviously, it hurt a bit, but it was definitely worth it.

"Tell me when you want me to move," he whispered.

A pause. "Go."

He went slowly at first, savouring the feeling, but quickened his pace soon enough.

I desperately tried to reach out and hold onto him, but the vines stopped me and burned my wrists as I tried to break free. I failed.

"Gally," I moaned, throwing my head back in pure ecstasy.

"Yeah?"

"Faster." He started going at an incredible speed, taking nearly all of him out of me then ramming himself deep inside once more.

I felt my high building, and I think Gally could tell I was getting close to an orgasm. He started rubbing my clit and kissing my neck to help me reach it, and soon I became a writhing, moaning mess as I came, shaking, saying his name as best as I could between the sounds I was making.

He pulled out of me quickly, I'm guessing he was about to release too, and quickly undid my bindings.

Without him even needing to ask, I got on my knees and placed his tip in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it, then took more of him in.

I bobbed my head up and down slowly, teasing him, however he grabbed a handful of my hair and made me deep-throat him. He began face-fucking me until he eventually came into my mouth. I swallowed it all then stood back up.

"Wow," was all he said.

"Yeah. Wow," I echoed back, wrapping him in a hug.

~*~

For the next week and a half, we kept us a secret. Gally said he didn't want people all up in our business and he didn't want to have to explain to everyone about the fake dating and then how we're actually together now.

I didn't mind, though. I had him. He was mine. That was all that mattered. I'd never realised how much I actually needed him, but being with him made everything look up. I felt like I'd been with him for so much longer, like we'd always secretly belonged to one another.

It also seemed to right. Like we were always meant to be with one another. So that night, when we were sitting on the Watchtower together, staring at the stars, I'd never been happier.

My head was resting in the crook of his neck as I sketched the sky and he kept an arm tightly wrapped around my shoulder to try and protect me from the cold.

We weren't really talking, but we didn't need to; we were in a comfortable silence, basking in each other's company and that was more than enough for the two of us.

"I broke my rules for you, y'know," he said after a while, turning to face me.

"What do you mean?"

"When you first arrived, I told you I'd never let anyone in. I'd never get too close to anyone because it makes you weak and puts you in a dangerous position because if you care about someone and they get in danger? All shucking logic flies out the window and all that matters is saving them and protecting them."

"That was a really dumb rule," I commented, smiling.

"Yeah, well, luckily I had some annoying ass shank who helped me change my mind."

"I couldn't possibly know who you're talking about, but damn, they sound like one sexy motherfucker."

Gally snorted. "I guess that's one way of describing them. But to me, they're my whole world. They're the reason I get up in the morning, the reason I go to bed every night with some hope that there's a better life somewhere and the reason why I stay strong."

I couldn't fight the blush that stained my cheeks after hearing his words. Who thought the big, fat lump (more commonly known as Gally) could be this sweet and caring and vulnerable?