Newt/Thomas Sangster One Shots (warning: smut)

One Shot #12 ~ Reflection

Muy Saucay ;)))
(Ps. Thanks so much for 2k guys like seriously)
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I woke up and groaned, my hand reaching for Thomas but feeling only empty sheets. I heard him rustling round the wardrobe, packing his case.

"Do you really have to go?" I whined.
"Yeah. Sorry it's short notice, but I'll be back in like two weeks-"
"Two weeks?!" I said, followed by a groan and I put my head on my pillow.

"I know, but it'll be over in no time." He tried to comfort me, coming over and sitting on the bed.

"It's gonna feel like forever, especially with how frustrated I'm going to get," I carried on, "and I don't even know how I'm supposed to deal with that. It's not exactly something you get taught in school, y'know." I said seriously, earning me a laugh from him.

"I have an idea. Just give me ten minutes to pack." He said, kissing my head and carrying on packing.

I decided to get up and shower in the meantime.

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"So. What was that plan you talked about?" I asked, my hair still dripping wet from the shower. I was only wearing some underwear.

"Well, it might seem a little weird at first but I know you'll thank me." He smirked and walked over to me.
"You're very sure of yourself." I teased.
"Yes, I am. Now follow me." He took my hand and lead me to the spare room. It was mostly empty apart from a large, body length mirror leaning against the wall.

"So...a mirror? Is that what you wanted to show me?" I said confused.
"No. You told me you didn't know how to 'deal with your frustration', so, I'm going to teach you," he smirked.
"You're going to...teach me?" I laughed.
"Yes, love, I'm going to teach you," he said, "now sit with me." He finished, guiding me down in front of the mirror. He sat me between his legs.

"I don't know, Thomas...I feel as if I'm not going to take much of this in. What if my eyes close? I can't exactly help it," I said unsure.
"I'll make sure they don't. Just watch what I'm doing. But first I'm going to need those off." He tugged at the waistband of my black underwear. I slid them down my legs and tossed them to the side.

"And...also I'm going to need you to not close your legs, or else you won't see what I'm doing." He ordered, so I did as I was told. I looked him in the eye through the mirror.

"Watch." He said bluntly. He began to kiss the base of my neck and slide his hand down from my stomach and down between my legs.

I bit my lip and tilted my head back into him.
"Don't. You need to watch," he said into my ear.
"Fine."

He gently began to rub circles around my centre, intentionally dodging my most sensitive spot. I watched intensively.

He slowly put two fingers into my core, inserting them until knuckle deep. I bit my lip, but kept my eyes where they were supposed to be. I could feel him getting harder against my back.

He used his thumb to caress my clit, gentle but at a quick pace.

"Is that good?" He asked attentively.
I didn't answer, or I would've, if I weren't cut off by my own moan. My head went back briefly, but my eyes stayed put.

He sped up, his fingers pumping faster and faster.
"Come for me," he said darkly into the shell of my ear. It was as if my body obeyed, and I tensed around his fingers as he curled them up to hit the very sensitive spot he never failed to.

I arched my back into him, my head resting on his shoulder.
"Did you see any of that?" He laughed.
"Yeah. Thank you." I said breathlessly.
"I'd better get going, I have to leave in 40 minutes but it wouldn't hurt to be early." He began to get up.

"Wait." I said, following.
"Wha-" he began to turn around, but was abruptly cut off by my mouth, crashing into his.

Although it was great before, nothing could ever compare to some unhinged fucking with Thomas.

"What're you doing?" He laughed.
"Helping you out," I stepped

"As much as I'd love to, I really should be going. And anyway, that'll make it so much better when I get home, right?" He reasoned.
"I guess...but I want you, Thomas..." I pleaded.
"I know, but you'll be wanting me for a whole two weeks to come. So just think about me coming home, princess, and you'll finish yourself off in no time," he smirked, winking and giving me a kiss on the forehead.