Newtmas/Dylmas Oneshots

Possession* (Newtmas)

"Why is he talking to the girl so much, she said my name when she woke up so why on earth is he spending so much time with her?" Thomas mumbled to himself.

Newt had become oddly close to the greenie, Teresa, after she had woken up from her coma. This annoyed Thomas beyond belief.

"Looks like someone's jealous, eh Thomas." Mihno pointed out with a lighthearted laugh.

"I'm not jealous I'm just wondering why Newt, my boyfriend  I may add, is talking to Teresa more than me"

"That seems like jealousy you dumb shank. Newt loves you more than Gally loves his own refection and that's saying something. Oh yeah and he is gay, remember Thomas"

"Yes I shucking remember... Minho can you do me a favour?"

The dark haired boy squinted at Thomas and asked what he wanted him to do.

"Ok mate" Thomas started "I want you to make sure the other Gladers stay outta the clearing behind the Homestead."

"What? Why would you wa-" Minho cut himself off and came to realise why Thomas was asking him this favour. "Oh you dirty shank!"

"So will you do it, please?" the brunette practically begged

"Ugh fine, but only because I don't want you banished for killing the girl. Now go get Newt and do whatever the hell it is you two slintheads get up to behind closed doors."

Thomas punched his fist in the air childishly and began to sprint towards the blonde across the Glade shouting "THANKS MINHO" while the Runner laughed at his friends stupid actions.

"Hey Tommy, whatcha in such a bloody hurry for?" Newt questioned when Thomas finally reached him.

"Newt. Come with me now." the brunette purred and grabbed Newt by the wrist  pulling him from Teresa and towards the closed patch of grass behind the homestead, shielded from the others eyes by a thick line of trees.

"Tommy what are you doing" the taller boy asked and Thomas walked towards him until he was backed against a tree, Thomas' face inches from his. 

"I'm reminding you who you belong to. Seeing you talk to Teresa so much without me has made me a little jealous and I wanted to make sure you know that you are mine."

Finishing his sentence in a slow and gruff voice Thomas reached a hand around Newts neck and pulled their lips together. The kiss was quick and fast to become lustful.

The brunette dug his hand into the taller boy's hair and pulled it slightly making Newt moan into the kiss.

"Shuck Tommy, why so desperate?" the blonde whispered into the kiss.

"Like I said, I'm reminding you that you're mine." Thomas yanked Newt from his feet,grabbing his ass so his waist was in line with Newt's. He then lifted the other boy's legs and wrapped them round his waist.

Newt rocked his hips against Thomas making both boys groan into the kiss. The brunette gripped Newt's ass hard and started to lower the both of them to the ground.

Sun shone in the clearing which in turn made the grass soft and lush. Once Thomas had layed the taller boy on the soft grass he smiled at him and started pulling at his shirt.

A now shirtless Newt hummed when Thomas started to suck on the soft skin of his neck and leave red blotches on the pale surface. The blonde ran his hand through Thomas' hair and pulled him up to his face, kissing him long and hard.

Newt grabbed the hem of Thomas' shirt and dragged it up over the boys toned torso, letting an animalistic growl escape his throat at the sight of his athletic body.