𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒, 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞

shank- newt⚠️

WARNING: this will be a newt smut from the maze runner so if you don't like this type of content, feel free to skip!

but if you're gonna read this

buckle up bitch!

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newt had been ignoring me all day, I had no idea why.  he'd been acting weird since a few days ago. he wouldn't look at me during lunch, wouldn't even sit next to me, would send me off to work with gally instead of with him, just had done everything to avoid me. but I knew what to do.  i had to get him jealous. 

newt got jealous quite easily when i'd talk to other guys, especially with gally. gally and I are best friends, don't see each other that way but I knew newt would get jealous either way. i stood there, against a tree planning out my mission. then off I was, playing it out into action. 

i walked past newt, and straight towards gally where he was yelling at some guys to do their job correctly. "hey gally," I whisper shouted as I walked towards him. he turned around, "oh hey" he waved. i now stood in front of him. "pretend to flirt with me, okay?" I said, running my hand up his arm. 

he held back a laugh, his eyes darted behind me and back to my eyes. "making new jealous huh? you wouldn't shut up about it this morning, kept complaining" he asks, putting his arm around my waist. it took everything in me not to laugh, "yup. he's looking isn't he?" I slyly asked. 

his eyes sneakily looked up, his lips pressing together again, holding back another laugh. "yup, he's pretty mad. by the way this is a favor so now you owe me your cornbread" he tells me. "I know what'll tick him off," he eyes newt. 

he gets closer to your ear, his hand sliding your hair to the other side, leaving the left side of your neck bare to him. "this," he whispers right into your ear. that's when you heard stomping coming towards you. 

the view was killing newt. gally had his arm around your waist, pulling you towards him with his face right in your next whispering into your ear with your hand gently massaging his arm. it made his blood boil. 

all of a sudden, I felt an arm wrap around my arm, tugging me back yanking me out of gally's arms. "whats going on here?" newt asks, his accent thicker than usual. gally lets out a chuckle, putting his hands up. "nothing. i gotta get back to what I was doing," he says walking away. "bye y/n" he winks. 

"that's it" i heard newt mutter before throwing me over his shoulder. quickly he walks over to the homestead and walks up the stairs and into the bathroom. (lets pretend the homestead is made out of wood and has two floors!)

he slams the door then locks it. i stand there, amused that he's finally paying attention to me. "what was going on out there?" he rumbles angrily. "nothing, I just knew it would get your attention," I smirk, twirling a piece of my hair around my fingers. 

"you let him put his hands on you!" he shouts. "yeah well you've been ignoring me all day! hell, all week!" 

he begins to walk towards me, I slowly back up until I feel myself up against the wall. now he stands in front of me, his hands beside each side of my head on the wall, his face in front of mine, leaving me trapped. "he put his hands on you, and I do not like that. only I can touch you, got that?" he speaks with a firm voice. lust laced in his tone and speaks from his eyes. 

i gulp, now feeling scared yet turned on. a burn in the middle of my legs starts, waiting to be calmed down. i close my legs together tightly, my middle begs for some sort of friction. he looks down on me, first at my eyes and then at my legs. 

his hand slowly slides down the wall, slides down my waist and on my leg. his fingers gently tickled my thigh, he gently played with the bottom rim of my shorts and up to my inner thigh. i bit my lip, waiting for some sort of relief, his touch. 

he set his hand right over my clothes crotch, not doing anything, his hand just sitting there. "what is it that you want?" he whispers, looking into my eyes. his fingers made small circles on my abdomen, acting lost looking for a direction. 

he picks me up and sets me on the sink. my legs wide open, him standing between them before setting his fingers on the same spot on my abdomen. "tell me, what do you want, darling?" he teases me. "I want you to touch me," I let out a whimper. 

he drags his fingers down to my inner thigh, "here?" he asks. i shake my head no. he plays with the buttons of my shorts, rolling the small piece of plastic between his fingers. "will you take this off for me, love?" he whispers in my ear. 

i close my eyes, nodding. i felt vulnerable underneath his touch, a small sentence can make me crumble. he made me feel a way I could never feel with anyone else. i lift my hips up as he tugs my shorts down my legs, letting them drop beside his feet. 

my hands gripped the sides of the sink, the burning between my legs becoming more and more unbearable by the minute. "p-please newt, touch me," I whimper, careful not to sound too demanding. he stares into my eyes, and comes closer to me. his eyes became darker, lust was in them. 

he gently places a kiss onto my lips before pulling away, not too far away but enough as I can just barely feel his lips on mine. his fingers suddenly placed on my clothed core, right above my slit. he chuckles, "I haven't done anything yet you're soaked, darling."

a blush creeps up on my face, it was true. he hadn't done anything at all yet here I was. on a bathroom sink with my legs spread open for him in nothing but a shirt and panties on, begging for him to touch me. "did you want me to touch you, here?" his middle finger pushes up on my clit. 

i let out a small gasp, his slight touch shot pleasure right through me. he rubbed small, slow tight circles on my clit, teasing me. i slightly threw my head back, my leg slightly twitched as he rubbed me. newt loved this view. 

"use your words, y/n" he whispers into your ear, his fingers becoming quicker. "oh fuck, yes," I groan out. his hands made me feel so good. "you think you can come from just my fingers, darling?" he asks, keeping the same pace. 

i nod, biting my lip to keep myself from moaning. "that's the answer I wanted to hear," I can hear just smirk. his fingers stopped the slow pace and began a new one. his thumb placed a firm pressure on my clit and began rubbing. fast tight circles were drawn on my bundle of nerves that shot sparks right through me, making my legs shake. 

"ooh, f-fuck newt, yes," I moaned out, savoring the feeling. i could feel newt just staring at me, I couldn't help but feel a small wave of embarrassment. but I knew it was pointless, cause we were both enjoying this. 

"fuck y/n, look at you. a moaning mess just for me, you're about to come aren't you?" he teases, picking up his pace. i nod, feeling the burning in my stomach become bigger and bigger. suddenly, his rhythm took a turn. it was a mix of circles and now words, the new pattern hit every nerve and sent serious waves up in me. 

"you're about to come from just my fingers, and I'm not even in you," he teases me again. i gasp, the pleasure becoming unbearable. i look down to see his fingers rubbing my pink clit, my thighs twitch. 

"oh fuck, oh fuck!" I yell, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. my legs shook as my juices spilled out of me and soaked my panties. "shh, good girl, good girl," newt whispered, his pace becoming slower. 

he kisses my head, "you did so good for me, I'm proud of you" he smiled innocently. 

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