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18 ~ Pay Attention

Thomas
I wake up and call Agent Rafe about getting Chuck to the high school with us. "Yeah, sure he'll be able to go today but needs to take an entrance exam after," he tells me. "No problem, Chuck'll (Chuck will) pass," I say back having faith in Chuck's brain.

I go down to the kitchen. I see Newt and Chuck up eating breakfast, I watch as the light streams through Newt's blonde messy hair. "Chuckie, I dub thee a high schooler," I say as I take the spatula off the counter and onto his shoulders. I watch as Chuck's face lights up in joy. "Really! Oh My God!! I'm going to school with all you Shanks!" Chuck exclaims, while doing a happy dance. I look over at him and smile. 'Slim it Chuck! I'm trying to sleep!' Minho complains. I mentally glare at him, Chuck isn't the best at controlling his mind link. "Sorry!" Chuck yells back. I laugh and look over to Newt with a real smile on my face.

     We been in school for a while, I can't stop fidgeting. I'm the Maze, Scorch and City we would be doing something. I can't stand this!! 'Newt' I whine as I look over at him. '*sigh* Tommy, you have to at least try to pay attention,' Newt says as he rolls his eyes at me. 'But Newt' I whine. He just ignores me, I huff. Trying to decide a way to get his attention back on me. I smile mischievously as I come up with an idea.

Warning ⚠️ Hey, so a tad of spice ⚠️

I look over at Newt. 'Hey Newt,' I taunt as I call out to him. He sighs 'Yes Tommy,' I smile sweetly at him, 'Are you paying attention though?' I ask, reminding him of his earlier comment. 'Why wouldn't I be Tom-' he starts before cutting himself off as I send him a mental image. I'm in a suit, sitting in my chair in the classroom right next to Newt we share a desk. I rearrange my legs so they are spread wide open. At this point everyone in the room is gone, it is my own senerio after all. I slowly spread Newts legs too.
     I run my finger lazily up and down his thigh, purposefully avoiding his cock. I see him start to squirm. "What's wrong Newtie? You look a little flushed, and breathing heavy too," I ask him playing dumb. "Um I-I'm fine" He tells me. "Ok sweetheart." I continue whispering my fingers across his pants covered thigh. I hear a whimper come from him, but I chose to ignore him.
     I feel his muscles tense. His hips involuntary thrust up, into the air trying to find a release to help him. "What's wrong Newtie?" I question again. "To-Tommy please" he moans out on a breath. I slowly slid my hand back up his thigh and brush over his cock. He thrust his hips up again trying to get friction against my hand.
     I stop the "scene" and look over at Newt, specifically his lap. I see a tent in his pants. I then turn back to the front and pretend nothing happened.

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