Newt/Thomas Sangster One Shots (warning: smut)

One Shot #2 ~ Don't move (part 2 of 3)

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The following evening~
"Are you ready?" Thomas shouted from across the hallway. I'd gone shopping that day and bought a nice evening dress. We were all going out with some old friends, and I was very excited. I had also not forgotten about Thomas's promise from that morning.

"Nearly," I shouted back, putting in some earrings. The dress was mostly black, with some purple flower embroidery and lace, which I'd finished off with some bright red lipstick.

"Okay. How do I look..?" I walked out into the hallway to see Thomas and George. Standing in black tuxedos. The event was evidently a rather formal one.

"Bloody hell...," Thomas said, looking me up and down. I have to admit, I felt more than a little self conscious, but he clearly enjoyed my efforts.

"Stunning." George said, smiling warmly my way.

"Let's get going, then." Thomas said, smirking at me.

"I feel like such a third wheel," George said matter-of-factly, making me laugh to myself.

The car ride was only about 20 minutes, but it seemed much faster just looking at Thomas from the back seat. The was his jaw clenched every time there was a red light, or when someone cut him off. He was so sexy when he was frustrated.
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"M'lady," Thomas stepped out of the car and opened the door for me. A blush crept up my cheeks as I stepped out, straightening my dress. He handed the keys to the chauffeur and gave him a few dollars as a tip. The man smiled thankfully.

I looked in awe at the huge, beautiful building. It was like a mansion or a Manor House.
"Wow...," I said more to myself. Thomas wrapped his arm around my waist and smiled down at me.

"Thomas! Over here!" A table full of people our age greeted Thomas. I could see five of them.
"Hey guys! Ugh it's been so long!" Thomas greeted them back, shaking their hands, patting their backs. All except one. A girl around my age, beautiful with dark hair, striking dark eyes and a gorgeous black gown. She smiled at Thomas.

"Hey," she strode over to Thomas, giving him a kiss on both cheeks. I'd have thought it to be a perfectly normal gesture if it weren't for the help me look Thomas shot me.

I laughed quietly. Perhaps she thought they were better acquainted than they actually were.

"Let's sit," Thomas said more to her than anyone else. I don't like to admit it, but she was intimidating. Very intimidating.

"Oh- and this is my girlfriend, Jules," Thomas smiled and walked over to me, wrapping his arm around my waist. I tried my best to radiate warmth, or more like 'I'm not competition, please don't try to win him, because I'm afraid that if you do you might just win'.

Her glance was piercing, but I just gave her my most polite smile and sat next to Thomas. She sat opposite him, her gaze shifting between us - but mostly on him.

"Are we ready to get drinks?" One of the guys said, whose name was Dylan.
"Sure, I think me and Jules will get some Champagne," he knew I loved the stuff, it's what we'd drank on our first date.
"I'll have some of that, if you don't mind," she said more to Thomas than me. Even so, I smiled.