It was just a normal day in the glade. Or so everybody thought.Newt POV
The new greenie has been here for a few days now. His name is Tommy. Or Thomas, but he lets me call him Tommy. I was in love the moment I saw him. His deep brown eyes looked so terrified.
He's fast as hell. He'd make an amazing runner. I'll say in all honesty that I watched that ass while he ran away. That hot, round, sexy ass of his. When he fell, I laughed.
I got snapped out of my thoughts as I heard yelling. Alby and Minho we're still in the maze. They were 10 meters away now. "Thomas, NO!!!!" That's when my life changed. I grabbed onto Tommy, but he didn't notice. He threw Minho and Alby into the glade just as the walls were closing. We were trapped in the maze.
I was scared out of my mind. I let a few tears slip from my eyes without noticing. I was shaking. Suddenly, I felt arms wrap around me.
Thomas POV
Once I finally realized what was happening and where I was, I saw that Newt was there too. I saw a few tears fall from his eyes. He was shaking. This is all my fault, I thought. I wrapped my arms around the second in command. He immediately melted into the hug.
We stayed like that for a while. My arms wrapped tightly around Newt, Newt clinging on to me as if letting go would kill him. "Thank you, Tommy," Newt whispered. I saw him looking at me when he said that. I was about to respond when I heard a sound I was all too familiar with.
A griever was coming. I suddenly got scared. I have to protect Newt. Newt is the only thing that matters right now. Once I thought that, I realized just how much Newt meant to me. I already knew that I was gay and liked him, but I just now am realizing that I would give him the world.
As the scraping, whirring, and moaning got closer, I formed a plan in my head. I gave a reassuring smile to Newt, intertwined our fingers, and I ran as fast I could. Newt couldn't keep up because of his limp, so I picked him up, put him over my shoulder, and I kept running.
I found a place where the ivy came about 5 feet off the wall. I threw us both into it. The griever stopped just in front of us. I clamped my hand around Newt's mouth. I took his hand in my own, and I rubbed the back of it with my thumb.
As soon as the griever turned the corner, I got up, grabbed Newt, and I ran. It turned out that the griever heard us, and it turned around. I ran as fast as I possibly could while carrying another human. A wall to the maze was closing with us in it. I threw Newt out to give him a better chance of living.
I barely made it myself. The wall almost crushed me to death while the griever was trying to eat me alive. I made it through the wall as it crushed the griever. I heard a popping noise and turned around. A metal chunk had come out of the griever. In a screen, it said the word: FLOAT. I found that odd. I put it in my pocket then turned my attention to Newt. He was lying where I had thrown him earlier.
I was at his side in a blink of an eye. I could tell that he was alive. He was breathing deep breaths. "Newt? NEWT!!!" I screamed out his name then flipped him over.
He had a goofy grin on his face when I turned him over. "Hey, Tommy," he said goofily, "Ever heard of 'Snow White'?" With that, He closed his eyes. It looked like he was sleeping. Somehow, I remembered what Snow White was. It was a fairytale from when I was younger. Snow White had 'died' and only a true love's kiss could bring her back. I did the only thing that seemed appropriate in that situation.
Newt POV
Tommy is the best person ever. He's nice, strong, hot, kinda smart, and he's good with me. He was running, carrying me because I couldn't keep up. The wall was closing in on us. He threw me out of harms way. While I was flying, I thought of a plan to get the bloody idiot to kiss me. I like him alright. It's no one else's bloody business.
The plan was to be Snow White. I knew he would end up remembering. I heard a popping noise, but I didn't look up. I could hear Tommy yelling for me. "Newt? NEWT!!!" I had to take deep breaths so I didn't laugh. Tommy flipped me over. And when he did that, he was met with a goofy grin of mine.
"Hey, Tommy. Ever heard of 'Snow White'?" Right after that, I let my eyes close. While I was 'sleeping', I could almost hear Tommy thinking. Well, I heard soft breaths. Then a gasp.
After a minute, I could feel Tommy straddling my waist. Soon, I felt lips crashing against my own. I immediately reacted by kissing him back. It started out as sweet kiss, but it was getting more passionate.
Tommy bit my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I let out a loud moan and opened my mouth, allowing him to explore. We had a fight for dominance. I let him win. "TOOOHMMY!!!!" I moaned out his name as he grinded up against me. Thomas let out a moan.
I flipped Tommy over and went on top of him. I easily removed his shirt. I kissed him all down his neck, and onto his collarbone. I found his sweet spot, and he let out the loudest moan yet. I could hear him screaming my name. Well that's gonna leave a few marks, I thought.
My eyes found my watch and I saw the time. 10 minutes until the walls open. I moved down, nibbling his chest. 2 minutes. I grinded up against him with all the strength I could muster. He let out a loud moan, and I could feel the tent forming in his pants. I leaned down, kissed his lips, and left.
"See you at the glade," I called out to the turned on boy behind me. I jogged back to the glade. Everybody was shocked that I'd survived, I told them that it was all thanks to Tommy.
When Tommy arrived, he grabbed my arm. "Hey Newtie, mind if we have a little chat." He noticed some of the gladers looking at us. "Privately," he added. I just nodded. He dragged me to a nice, small, private place and he kissed me. Right on the lips.
"T-Tommy," I breathed out. He looked at me and smirked. Tommy pinned me to a tree and removed my shirt. He did exactly what I did to him, but harder. When he left, I got an over the shoulder glance and a smile.
I had to jerk myself off, then I needed to find Tommy. When I did eventually find him, he looked at me and smiled. "Now you know what it feels like, Newtie." I just glared at him.
"You've won this round, Edison."
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