Newt/Thomas Sangster One Shots (warning: smut)

One shot #20 ~ One whole week

Trigger warning (?) : Light Bondage
(Idk if it's a trigger for anyone but if you don't wanna see that then just a warning. It's not bad, just hands being tied together. It's actually pretty hot tbh. ANYWAYS)
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"True though. You could never go a week without some of this," he joked.
"Yes I could, it'd be you begging at my feet within only a few days." I mocked back.
"Oh really? I bet I could go longer than you," he turned to me, a smirk plastered across his stupid-hot face.
"I highly doubt that, as you have the sex drive of a sixteen-year-old boy." I laughed.
"I do not!" He replied defensively.
"You couldn't go more than a week without me fucking the sense out of you," he finished, a side smile playing on his lips.

"You know what? I challenge you to see who can go the longest, whether it be a week or a month, I know I can beat you." I declared.
"Oh, it's on." He replied mockingly.

This should be fun.

Day one
I woke up the next day tired and cold, Thomas wasn't next to me. Instead of his steady breathing, I heard the shower running.

It turned off suddenly, and a fresh-looking Thomas walked out, a towel wrapped loosely around his torso.

"You know, if we weren't having this competition, I'd have you in that shower right about know," he stated, leaning against the door.
"Oh, really?" I mocked, sitting up.
"Believe it." He finished, and suddenly his towel fell to the ground with a quiet swoop.

"Oh for God's sake, put some clothes on!" I yelled laughing, throwing a pillow at him.
"Can't handle this? I don't know how you're going to last a whole week, love, because clearly I'm irresistible." He tutted, my eyes trying to avert themselves from him.
"You won't even last two days,"
"Watch me." I whispered and got up to shower. I stripped out of my shirt and underwear and stood in front of him.
"Two can play this game, Thomas." I finished, before brushing past him and closing the door behind me.

Day two
We walked back into the apartment building, his arm around my waist. He hadn't tried anything that day, which allowed me to compose myself and have a break from his teasing. Or, so I thought.

We stepped in the elevator together. After the doors closed, he looked at me devilishly, as if he was planning something.
"What're you thinking?" I asked.
He said nothing, but instead walked over to the emergency stop button next to the floor numbers.
"Uhh...Thomas?" I laughed, unable to imagine what he was planning.
"Are you gonna murder me?" I whispered.
"No," he sighed, "I'm just going to...give a little light persuasion," he finished.

"Light persuasion?" I questioned, my eyes narrowed.

Before I got an answer, the breath was knocked out of me as my back hit the wall and my mouth was attacked by his.

He kissed fiercely and roughly, taking me by surprised. His hands locked around my waist as he grinded me against the metal wall of the elevator. I could feel an unbearable heat spreading throughout my body, he was getting what he wanted.

I pushed him away strongly, sending him back.

"It's not going to be that easy, Sangster. You're going to need a little more than light persuasion, I'm afraid." I mocked, and pressed our floor number, releasing the emergency stop.

"You needed that as much as I did. Be honest with me," he smirked.
"I don't need anything from you, Thomas. Unless, of course, you did? Are you sure you'll last a whole week?" I teased as the doors opened to reveal our floor.