Please, Tommy, Please (SMUT)

Smut

There's nothing better than sitting deep in the woods with the person you love the most. Whose appearance changed your shucked up life.

We are sitting on the grass together and I'm basically dreaming of a better life than this one in The Glaid. What kind of life we could have if we lived in a normal place? It doesn't matter a small town or a big city, just a good life. Probably we would work together, go on dinner-dates on the weekends or just have a party with friends. But life's too unfair...

"What are you thinking about?" Tommy asks pulling me out of my daydream.

"About us", I said with a note of despair in my voice.

"What exactly about?" he asks in an importunate manner.

"What life we could have... our apartment, work, friends...",  I let out a deep sigh of despair.

"We still can have something", he tries to cheer me up.

"Like what?"

"This", he smiles and his lips lie on mine. They are so soft and hot at the same time although it's very cold around. I moan into his mouth giving his tongue space to come in and expertly explore my mouth. He put his hands on my neck and brings me even closer to him as his tongue goes in even deeper.

"Tommy..." I murmur quietly when he lets me go to breathe.

Why does he have such an unnerving effect on me? The way his eyes blaze at me maybe? Or the way he strokes his lower lip with his index finger? I wish he'd stop doing that. He raises his eyes and gazes at me greedily, eyes shining with that undetected mystery in his look.

"Oh, Newt,I want to make you moan my name out every shucking time you call me "Tommy"", he whispers, eyes flashing with a bright cunning smile growing on his face.

"Then go ahead", I smirk raising an angle of my mouth.

For a while he looks serious and confused: "Are you serious?"

"Ah... yes", now he makes me blush.

He pushes me down on the grass at once hovering on the top of me. Then he imprisons both my hands over my head and kisses me again, now more roughly and furiously than before. His tongue invades my mouth; his hand reaches my back, starting to massage while holding me tight to him so that our bodies can touch. His lips go down on my neck licking, kissing and biting. I'm literally chocking of pleasure. I'm helpless. He's sitting on my lap firmly and my hands are pinned tightly over my head. I can't move.

He goes up to my ear and whispered, not touching it making me even more uncomfortable: ''You are all sweaty, babe''

Oh, shuck! I wanted to say ''Yes, because you shucking make me sweat" but he takes off my shirt so fast that doesn't let me say anything. He doesn't delay and takes his shirt off with one hand and throws it far away. Chills run up my spine. Oh...a feeling of mixture fills me: the cold and soft grass and Tommy - warm and sweaty. Hmm ... I bloody make him sweaty too.

Leaning close to me, he goes down and starts kissing and sucking each of my nipples with his hot lips. My sensitive nipple endings get excited of every move, every touch. Oh, shuck! What does this slinthead do to me!

 Then he goes to my left nipple and soon I could feel his lips around it tugging and sucking. I could do nothing but moan of this sweet pleasure. Then he moves to my torso kissing every inch to it and repeating the desirable action. My whole body arches in response.