Please save me (Newtmas kitten au)

Chapter 13

"Here, sit up love" Thomas whispered as he tried to sit Newt up. Newt was a bit startled when Thomas referred to him as love. For some reason this made Newt cry more. He weakly tried to help sit himself up but he had no strength left in him. Thomas eventually got him to sit up and lean against the headboard. Newt closed his eyes as more tears ran down his cheeks. Thomas softly wiped them away with this thumb.

"Did you get any sleep last night?" Thomas asked but Newt just shook his head weakly in response. Thomas could see that the sheet that Newt had wrapped himself in was starting to slip down to the smaller boys waist so Thomas softly put it so that it was covering his privates. This however exposed his bare chest and the bruises and scars that covered it. There were burn marks, deep and long scars as well as bruises of all colours. Red marks littered his torso and hip bones. There were deep scratches that covered the boys shoulders which indicated that there were many more most likely on the boys back. His ribs were visible as well as his hip bones and his collar bones also were very visible. Thomas ran his fingers lightly down one of the bigger bruised on the kitten boys torso. 

"I just came in here to see if you were ok..." Thomas whispered as Newt slowly opened his eyes.
"Were you crying last night?" Thomas whispered and Newt again weakly nodded in response.

Thomas shock his head and got up to leave Newt alone when he heard a small whimper causing him to turn around.
"T-Tommy?"
"Yes?"
"I'm s-sorry"
"You have no need to be sorry love, ok? If you need anything just call out" Thomas whispered as he closed the door again. He felt terrible for the poor boy.

The image of all the bruises and cuts on. The smaller boys thin frame made Thomas sick to him stomach. How could someone do that to him!? He is so innocent and sweet, he deserved do much better.

Once the door had shut Newt fell back onto his pillow and a new set of fresh tears made their way to his eyes. He clenched his eyes shut as he tried to block out the pain that was shooting through every inch of his trembling body. Hot flushes were making themselves present and the urge to vomit again was overwhelming.

Newt was tired, he had gotten no sleep and everything hurt. He could feel his body start to shake as a small moan left his lips.

He needed help, he couldn't do this on his own.

Newt wanted to call out to Thomas, call out and ask him to make the pain stop but he knew that Thomas couldn't do that. But he could help with other things...

Newts grip on the sheets tightened as he began to roll his hips against the mattress. The pain was almost unbearable but he couldn't stop himself. He continued create some sort of friction but it wasn't enough.

He knew what he needed, but he was so terrified. Newt let out a loud gasp as he continued to try to pleasure himself.

It was too much, he couldn't do it.

"T-Tommy" Newt whispered as he gripped onto the sheets tighter. A loud moan escaped his lips followed by a small whimper of pain. He tried to press his face into his pillow and scream the pain out, but he had no energy left to do so.

"Tommy p-please" he said a little louder in hopes that the darker boy would hear him. He needed him really badly, even though everything told him not to do it, there was no options left.

Thomas was sitting on the couch once again when he heard Newt call out. He quickly got up and went over to the door in fear that something was wrong.
"Newt?" Thomas whispered as he slowly opened the door. Thomas could see that Newt was spread out on the bed with only a sheet over his lower half.

"T-Tomm-" a groan cut Newt off and Thomas rushed to his side.
"Newt what do you need?" Thomas asked but Newt just looked down, ashamed. He didn't know how to say it.
"Newt?" Thomas whispered, placing a finger under the trembling boys chin, lifting it up to face him. Newts glassy eyes searched his and Thomas could see the pure fear in them.

"I n-need...help" Newt whispered, gripping into the sheets as another moan threatened to break free.

Thomas was stunned, he didn't know how to react. He also was a bit confused as to how much help the boy needed.
"Uhhh, yeah ok I'll help you, how much help do you need?" Thomas awkwardly whispered looking at the trembling boy. Newt looked up at Thomas with sad eyes.
"P-please just m-make th-the pain s-stop" he whimpered and Thomas sighed.

He knew what he needed to do, and he was willing to do it. He just didn't know if Newt was ready.

"Are you sure? Instead of going all the way, I could...finger you...if you want" Thomas really didn't know what Newt wanted but neither did Newt. All he knew was that he couldn't do this on his own.

"I d-don't know" Newt whimpered as he clutched his stomach.
"It wouldn't be as satisfying but I'm sure it would help" Thomas whispered as he moved a stray piece of hair from Newts eyes.

"A-are you s-sure you're ok w-with it?" Newt whispered sadly. He felt terrible for asking Thomas to do this.
"Of course I'm ok with it, I'm more worried if you're ok with it. I'm just worried that you won't be ok with me touching you like that" Thomas said honestly.

Newt didn't want to be touched, but he knew he had no choice.  It was getting unbearable and he knew that it would only get worse as the days went on.
"P-please h-help" Newt whispered and Thomas nodded.
"If you want me to stop just say so and I will ok love?" Thomas whispered as he ran a finger down Newts cheek. He knew Newt didn't like being touched, but if he was going to be pleasuring him he would need to break that barrier.

"Ok love can you lay on your stomach for me?" Thomas whispered, Newt looked up at him hesitantly and attempted to roll over but failed.

"Let me help" Thomas whispered as he softly placed Newt on his stomach so that his bare back was facing him. Thomas noticed that Newt still had boxers on and that his tail had wrapped around his small waist.
"Love I'm going to need to take your boxers off ok?" Thomas whispered as he slipped his fingers under the waistband.