Resting her head on Newt's chest, Marly smiled. They lay on the sand, fingers intertwined, and Newt tipped her onto his lap, kissing her as she giggled, running her hands through his tangled hair. They kissed, and when they broke he was breathess, but Marly just laughed.
"Stop!"
He said, but she didn't.
"Don't be angry, I can easily let WICKED know you're here! At the click of my fingers you will be back in the maze!"
She walked away, laughing and laughing and laughing.
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Newt woke up in a cold sweat. Shakily, he climbed out of his hammock, to get some water.
Shuck, he thought. It still felt like he was in the dream; he could still hear... laughing?
Confused, he hunted around the sleeping area he shared with Thomas and Minho, and usually Brenda too, when her and Thomas got along. Recently, he'd seen Harriet (from group B) in there too, though Newt wasn't sure why.
He picked up a torch and scanned it around the dimly lit rooms, jumping out of his skin when he reached minho's area.
"Bloody hell Minho!"
Suprised, he couldn't help but yell.
Minho was straddling Harriet, her short hair flying out around her delicate face. They were kissing passionately, and she was running her hands through his thick hair whilst Minho's hands skimmed her waist.
Seeing Newt, Minho grinned at him as if to say,
"Man, I'm so getting laid!"
But he jumped off Harriet, and pulled her up before finding his shirt. Newt tried not to look at her - her body was perfectly toned from all the running, and she was quite busty... Also she was only wearing a bra and underwear, which made it even harder.
"Stay here,"
Minho whispered in her ear, and walked over to where Newt was standing, an attractive pink blush painted all over his cheeks.
"So, that looked pretty bloody intimate,"
Newt said, tearing his eyes away from the large amount of naturally tanned skin Harriet had on full view. MInho smirked, grinning like he'd just won the lottery.
"Man, she is so hot..."
He said, glancing over to her, and not really listening to Newt, who was asking about Marly.
"Um, yeah, well, I couldn't sleep and I was wondering about Marly. You let her out the shack, and -"
MInho interrupted him, already walking back to his bed. Harriet was practically drooling as he pulled off his T-shirt, revealing his intense muscles.
"Can we talk about this some other time? I know you don't wanna share me but, hey, these good looks just keep reeling 'em in. Talk to ya in the morning, shuck face!"
He grinned at Newt before climbing into bed.
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Her (Newt fan fiction/The Kill Order sequel)
FanficIt's been two months since the remaining 200 immunes left through the flat trans to the untouched part of the earth. Yet something is missing; Newt knows that he won't ever be able to blank out the pain of his friend's deaths, but there's something...