The Maze Runner Preferences/Imagines

Jealousy Looks Good On You Looks Good On You - Newt

Life in the Glade was rough. Being the only girl proved to be difficult time and time again. The only thing that helped get you through the day was Newt. Newt had been with you since the day you came up from the box, and the two of you have been inseparable since. He was one of the only boys who didn't look at you like a piece of meat, and for that you were grateful.

The more time you spent with the lanky British boy, the more your feelings grew for him. He was always sweet to you, always making sure you were okay and making sure the other boys weren't giving you a hard time. He was your knight in shining armor.

It was another day in the Glade, which meant another day working in the Med-jack hut. It had been a relatively slow day; so far only three boys had come in with only minor injuries. You were cleaning up your station when you suddenly heard someone come in. "Hi, love." You heard someone speaking behind you, instantly knowing it was Newt. You turned around with a smile on your face. "Hey, Newtie! What seems to be the problem?" you ask, your head slightly cocking to the side.

"Just cut myself, nothing to serious, love" he said.

Just as you were about to reply, you heard another person enter the hut. You sharply turned around; relaxing a bit once you realized it was just Minho. Besides Newt, Minho was the only other person in the Glade you fully trusted. He was constantly flirting with you, sure, but that was just his personality. You knew he meant nothing by it.

"How is the most beautiful shuck-face in the entire Glade?" Minho all but yelled out. You laughed at his antics, his flirting always putting you in a good mood. "I'm fabulous, Minho dear. To what do I owe the pleasure of you gracing me with your presence?" you say slightly bowing to prove your point. You look up and make eye contact with Minho, until the both of you burst out into hysterics.

Minho was just about to say something, until you heard someone clearing their throat behind you. You turned quickly, suddenly remembering Newt was in the room. "Oh shuck! Sorry, Newt. I totally forgot to patch you up!" you said frantically, moving quickly to get the gauze the cover the wound. "It's fine. I'll see you later." Newt said, his expression angry as he stormed out of the Med-jack hut. You looked over at Minho, him just shrugging in response. You ran out of the hut, chasing after Newt until you finally found him in the Deadheads.

"Newt, what the shuck was that back there? Are you okay?" you said, concern and anger lacing your voice. Newt turned and faced you, and angry expression plastered on his face. You had never seen him so angry, and to be honest you were slightly frightened. You were about to say something again, until you suddenly felt a pair of lips roughly pressed against yours. You gasped in response, not sure how to take this. Newt took the opportunity of your open mouth to shove his tongue roughly in your mouth. You moaned at the sensation, slowly melting into the kiss.

After a few moments of his tongue moving harshly against yours he suddenly broke the kiss, and started trailing kisses down your jaw and neck, stopping at certain spots to suck on the skin, making sure to leave hickeys in his wake. You were moaning at the sensation, not really sure where this harsh treatment was coming from, but you sure as hell weren't complaining. "Do have any bloody idea how hard it is to control myself around you, love? Everyday these boys flirt with you, but they don't realize you are mine." He mumbled against your skin, his voice hoarse with need. You let out a small moan, and you felt yourself getting wetter at his words.

His hands started trailing under your shirt, until he reached your bra. He reached around you and unclipped the flimsy material, before he moved the straps down your arms. In one fluid motion, he ripped off both your shirt and bra, leaving your torso bare for him to see. His eyes darkened with lust at the sight of you, which made you blush slightly. He immediately attached his mouth to your right nipple, before roughly grabbing your other breast, harshly palming at the soft flesh. You let out an embarrassingly loud moan; his rough treatment of you was sending your mind into a frenzy. He continued his ministrations for a few moments before finally letting go. You let out a whine, desperate for more.

He chuckled lowly before saying, "You desperate for me love? Want me to fill you up nice and good, yeah?" You nodded quickly, not trusting your voice. He chuckled again, his voice racked with lust. He bent over and whispered in your ear, as if telling you some unknown secret. "Get down on your knees and show me who you belong to, love." Your eye widened at the request, his words sending a bolt of pleasure through your system. You slowly sank to your knees, looking up at Newt with wide eyes. He groaned at the sight before him. You flushed slightly at the noise, and you quickly decided Newt groaning might be your new favorite sound. You wanted to hear more.

You made quick work of his pants and underwear, and when he was finally bare to you, you gasped. He was bigger than you thought; the tip of his member slightly red and pulsing, showing you just how turned on he was. You took ahold of him, slowing pumping this cock. He let out a soft groan above you, silently encouraging you to continue. You leaned forward a bit, and lightly licked the tip of his member. "That's it love, k-keep going." He groaned out. You suddenly took his entire member into your mouth, his cock hard and heavy in your mouth. He let out a strangled groan and he carded his hands in your hair. You started bobbing your head, sucking his cock as you went. "That's it love, K-keep sucking my c-cock. Your mouth feels so g-good around me, love."

You moaned around his cock, his words spurring you on. You trailed a hand down your pants, and slowly teased your entrance, your pussy begging for some relief. Newt looked down at the sight of you, his cock in your mouth as you worked yourself with your own hand. Hewhimpered at the sight, knowing he was the only one who will ever get to see you like this. Your fingers worked yourself faster, desperate for some fort of relief. "(Y-Y/N)! Love, you t-take my cock so well. You're mine, love. M-mine and mine alone. N-no one else g-gets too see you like this. Mine." He growled out as he felt his release approaching.

You moaned loudly around his cock, his words pushing you over the edge, as you came around your fingers. You moaning around his member pushed him over the edge, and with a shout of your name, he came in your mouth. You quickly swallowed it all up, and just when you were about to stand up, Newts legs buckled under his weight, almost falling to the ground. You quickly caught him, making sure he didn't get hurt.

You were both panting heavily, the afterglow of your orgasm washing over you. When you finally both caught your breath, you attempted to stand up, your legs still quivering from the force of your previous endeavor. The both of you quickly put on your clothes, and just as you were about to walk away, Newt pulled you into a sweet, loving kiss. When you broke away, you stared at each other for a moment before he finally spoke. "(Y/N), I'm so sorry love. I couldn't control myself. I just love you so much, and just seeing those shanks flirt with you kills me. I just let it take over and I'm-"you cut the boy off with a kiss, you smiling slightly against his lips. "I love you too, Newtie. Don't apologize for this, okay?" you said, a wide smile gracing your features.

He looked at you and grinned, intertwining his hand with yours. As you walked back to the Glade together, you silently thanking every God out there that Newt got so jealous.