Maze Runner Imagines and Preferences

*smut* The Night Before - Newt

@DracoFredGeorgesimp here are the details, I've had this sitting in my drafts for ages lol. I trust they'll help you in your *research*

An extra note on this chapter, it follows directly on from chapter 8 of my "WICKED games" fic, which you can find on my profile. If you wanna read that, go ahead, but it's not necessary for understanding this. 

It's also worth mentioning that I'm a virgin, I've never done the do, so I don't actually know how it works aside from what I gathered from this cursed website, so don't come at me for any inaccuracies. Also, Awkward Teenager Sex™ is a bitch to write and I hate this. 

Heads up! As the title suggests, I finally talked myself up to publishing these um... ~spicy~ ones. So yeah, they've got explicit sex scenes, if you don't wanna read that then please, by all means, don't.

Warning: I'm not great at writing this kind of thing because I don't have any actual experience, so this is all based off what I know from other smut fics, and from the Hub (God bless incognito mode, it was for research purposes).

I'm also putting this note at the start of all these ~spicy~ chapters because I know some of you only came for one person, and that's fine.

"Tomorrow," I say to Newt, as we sit by the dying fire, "I'm going into the Maze with Minho. Can you show the Greenie a Griever?"

He glances sideways at me, one eyebrow raised. "Yeah, of course. Why are you going into the Maze?"

"They found a dead one. A griever."

Out of the corner of my eyes, I see him do a double take. "A dead one?"

"That's what Minho said."

"Well I'm not going to stop you, mainly because I know I couldn't, but just be careful."

"I will."

He lies down, yawning. I follow suit, wrapping my arms around him from behind and lightly kissing his neck, then his ear, then his shoulder. He turns in my arms and kisses me, his soft lips sending tingles through my whole body. Somehow, his hand has found its way under my shirt and his calloused fingers brush the skin of my back, up and down. His lips move from my mouth to my jaw and down my neck, making me gasp.

"We could go somewhere else," I whisper between kisses. Newt picks me up, my legs wrapped around his waist and limps towards the homestead. He's still kissing my collar bone, and I'm worried he'll stand on someone.

"Newt..." I whisper, and he stops, looking me in the eyes.

"If you don't want to, we can stop, any time. Just say the word."

I nod, and he lets me slide to the ground, taking my hand in his. We find the homestead, and it won't be an issue because nobody sleeps in there.

We fumble up the stairs, and I grab a condom on the way up. I guess the Creators knew someone was going to do it eventually.

When we get up the bedroom – it's kind of our sick bay, but nobody needs it right now and it's better than outside – Newt kisses me fiercely, so hard it almost hurts. Almost.

He kisses me again and I pull his shirt off; being a gardener has done wonders for his body. He fumbles a little with my bra clip, but I reach around and do it for him. I slip my shirt over my head, then pull of my pants and underwear. He copies me, and there we stand, completely naked. I take him in, all of him from his head to his toes. Perfect in every way.

I can feel his eyes raking over my body and suddenly I feel self-conscious. I have stretch marks on my breasts and hips, my stomach isn't exactly flat, and I have a large scar on my side that must happened before I lost my memories.