Smut Please (boyxboy) #wattys2016

Touch Me (Newtmas)

Thomas comes home from his morning run to find Newt laying on the bed reading. It shouldn't be as alluring as it is. But he's wearing only a shirt and the 'touch me' briefs he brought the blonde last week.

He's lying on his side and doesn't look over when Thomas starts to undress. He takes off his shoes, socks, shorts and shirt. He uses his shirt to wipe the sweat off his face.

He licks his lips looking over his boyfriend's body. The 'touch me' wording stretching over his perfect ass.

Thomas crawls onto the bed and wraps his arms around Newt's waist. He kisses along his jaw line and nuzzles his nose against his neck. He breathes in the familiar scent of his lover.

The blonde squirms, "Tommy, you're all sweaty," He whines moving around.

"Thought you said I look good all hot and sweaty. Those were your words exactly," He says with his voice low. He licks a line over Newt's exposed neck and kisses the skin there.

Newt makes a keening noise which makes Thomas grin against his skin. He continues planting open mouthed kisses over his pale skin.

Newt can feel his smirk against his neck, "What do you want?" The brunette asks huskily, knowing how it affects the blonde.

"To read," Newt replies his tone faking annoyance. Thomas doesn't miss how he pushes his back further against his chest.

Thomas' hand lightly moves up and down above Newt's waistband. Newt can feel Thomas' hardening cock, he presses his ass back.

Newt hopes Tommy hasn't realised that he hasn't flipped a page this whole time. He's been reading the same sentence over and over again.

"Interesting book?" Thomas questions while his fingers dip slightly under his waistband. The brunette's fingers trailing down the corse hair from his bellybutton to under his briefs.

"Y-yeah," Newt frowns at himself when his voice wavers and for his lack of self-control.

He clears his throat and tries to concentrate on anything other then Thomas' hands. "It's about this boy whose mother is an artist and-"

Thomas interrupts his thoughts when he starts to suck a mark on his neck. He smiles smugly when he's happy with it and licks over the mark.

He breaks the silence of only Newt's breathing becoming harsher. "So, this boy, what's he like?" Thomas says still moving his hand near Newt's crotch.

Newt's almost ready to just give up, they both know what Thomas does to him. He does it so well, he can read Newt like a book. He knows exactly what the blonde likes and enjoys teasing him like this.

But before he lets Thomas fuck him he wants to have some fun.

He focuses fully, "Well he's really smart and his mother absolutely adores him. He's the inspiration for most of her art. When she becomes unwell suddenly her work changes though, no longer are their colours or big shapes. It becomes all lines and dark tones," Newt explains and can basically feel Thomas frowning.

Thomas suddenly feels upset; his boyfriend doesn't even seem to be affected by his kisses or touches right now. It makes him want to leave the room, but he doesn't.

As he thinks his hands still. Newt knows he may have gone too far, he turns around to face Thomas.

He presses his crouch against Thomas' showing him just how much he did affect him. "Tommy," Newt says moving their hard dicks together.

Thomas makes an 'oh' sound and feels relieved.

"Did you honestly think I wouldn't be turned on by you? You who looks like a fucking Greek god?" Newt says honestly. He dips his head to kiss Thomas' neck.