Smut Please (boyxboy) #wattys2016

Poly (Thominewt)

"Fine, I'm okay with it."

Thomas blinks. "Newt . . . what exactly are you trying to say?"

Newt's blushes slightly and raises his gaze to the ceiling. "I mean . . . I meant if it's okay with you lot, we could do a bloody threesome, got it?" He doesn't look quite as eager to talk any more, and his cheeks are flushed, making his freckles extremely obvious.

Thomas doesn't think he'd ever imagined those words coming out of Newt's mouth, but before he can even think to react, Minho's laughter is filling the room.

There's a big wide smirk plastered on his face and Thomas doesn't know whether he wants to punch him or kiss him at that moment.

"Threesome?" he says between chuckles, "Right now, Babe? Count me in."

Alright, choice made, Thomas wanted to punch him.

"You know what I mean! I just can't think of the right word right now." Newt's face is now bright red and god, he's so cute.

"Not really." Minho replies bluntly. "Honestly, I don't know what the shuck this whole mess is, but what's a better way to connect than to connect."

Newt rolls his eyes. "Can't you be serious for once? You just want sex."

"I am being serious! We already know we're in love with each other, we just don't know whether we can all work together at the same time. What's a better way than to solve that than with sex?" Minho asked, waggling his eyebrows. "It involves teamwork and intimacy and we get a chance to establish boundaries."

Thomas hasn't said a word about the progress of their situation this whole time, but was it just him or was Minho making sense? He looks at Newt and they exchange glances, still a bit skeptical of Minho's intentions.

"Fine, if you still think this is a ploy to get me laid tonight, how about you two fuck and I'll watch."

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Newt was sucking his dick.

Thomas was on the bed, his legs spread as far apart as the jeans pooling around his ankles allowed. Newt was kneeling in front of him, licking and sucking his cock and then taking him in his mouth, and every time he does, Thomas could feel the back of his throat.

"He's good, isn't he?" Minho asks, sounding a little smug, as if he was show casing Newt's talent for sucking cock. Thomas turns to glare back at Minho who's sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, but Newt quickly brings his attention back by flicking his tongue against the underside of his erection.

"Fuck."

Newt pulls away, licking his lips and he smiles up at Thomas. He strokes Thomas's length, "You got hard really fast, are you excited, Tommy?" There's hint of playfulness behind his voice.

Shuck, of course he's excited. He had wanted to fuck Newt since forever.

"Don't come right away, Tommy." Minho mocks, mimicking Newt's accent.

Thomas furrows his eyebrows. "This isn't going to work if you two are going to tease me like this." Thomas groans.

"You sure you don't want me to top?" Newt asks and Thomas can hear Minho snickering from the corner.

"No. I wanna fuck you." he says without hesitation.

Newt raises an eyebrow then smirks. He pushes himself off the ground and gives Thomas a chaste kiss. It's soft and sweet, and in that moment he can feel Newt returning his feelings, if only a little. Newt breaks the kiss and takes a couple steps back. He lifts his shirt and pulls down his pants, stripping himself of all articles of clothing. And as Newt stood there, in all his glory, Thomas couldn't help but stare.