Newt/Thomas Sangster One Shots (warning: smut)

One Shot #4 ~ Eye of the storm

Love you like I love cheese twists <3

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"You have to stop doing this, you know. It's not fair!" I yelled.

"What was I supposed to think? You've seen him almost every day this week, and I've gotten no more than a goodnight!" He yelled back, pacing the living room.

"So that's what you think of me, is it? You think I'm so heartless as to cast you aside like you're nothing?" I reasoned, tears welling up.

"No, that's not what I mea-," he started, but I cut him off.

"Oh really? So what did you fucking mean then? You think I'm cheating on you with my best friend."I walked closer slowly, raising my voice,"I love you so much Thomas, why can't you just believe it - why can't you just accept that?" I said, tears rolling down my blotchy red face.

Thomas just stood there, dumbfounded. His shoulders fell, his cheeks flushed. He knew he was wrong. He knew he'd fucked up.

He said nothing, his mouth hung open.

"Say something!" I yelled.

Still, nothing. He said nothing.

Suddenly, he shifted forward, stepping forward. My breath hitched in my throat as he took my face in his hands gingerly.

He kissed me. He kissed me like it was the last time. Never before had I felt such love in him, I knew it was his way of saying sorry.

Another tear fell down my cheek, he wiped it away with his thumb, taking his head back.

He put his forehead on mine, and whispered
"I'm sorry,"

He wasn't going to get away that easily.

I took him back, bringing his face to mine yet again, tugging his shirt.

My body fell limp into his, I jumped and wrapped my legs around his torso; he took me into an embrace.

He ducked his head down and kissed my neck, a low moan making my neck shiver, the vibrations sending my body haywire.

"I want you," I whispered into his ear.

After that, something shifted in him.

He quickly pushed me against the wall, grinding hard into me - I felt breathless, completely taken aback. I'd won him over, he knew; I knew, and pretty soon the neighbours would too.

I unbuttoned his shirt quickly, a deep desperation spurring me on. It fell limply to the ground, exposing his sweaty chest glistening in the evening sun.

He wasted no time in tugging my underwear to the side, gently slipping a finger into me. I gasped at the sudden feeling, my head hitting the wall behind me.

Thomas moaned in a low hum as I unzipped his jeans blindly - I had my eyes closed, his lips leaving trails of kisses down the base of my neck, I hugged his neck tightly.

He continued to pump his fingers steadily and painfully slow, making me whimper.

"Thomas please, stop teasing me," I begged, not knowing how much more I'd be able to handle.