One-shots\newtmas/dylmas

Suck and blow

The music was that kind of loud, you know that kind that does so the beat gets into your body, makes your inner bones and organs shiver. The air was thick, that kind of thick that it easily gets when a lot of people are in the same room, sharing the same air. People was dancing, making out, talking, laughing, drinking and screaming, like there was no tomorrow. It was a party, just a normal party, just a normal party where you should have fun.

But Thomas, who normally loved to party, was not in the mode, not at all. He just stood there, a bright reed plastic cup in his hand in a strong grip, a liquid in it he didn't even know. The brunette was watching the world go around him, moving, people where grinding against each other, and he would be one of them, if he just could stop. Stop. Staring. At. Him.

Thomas hadn't arrived to the party alone, you could easily think that by the way he stood all alone in the corner, watching. But he did not come alone, not at all. You see a certain blond boy got here with him, the same certain boy Thomas was know watching from afar, feeling jealousy pulsing trough his whole body. He wished that he would have listened to newt about how he didn't want to go partying, he knew that newt hates crowds and party's but he had made him come with anyway, assured him that it would be fun. And the blonde had fun, a lot of fun. But Thomas was not having fun, he wanted to have fun, but how could he?

The blonde had at first stayed really close to Thomas, afraid of the crowd and the people that was all over the place. But then he had met an old friend, who made him start drinking, and know he was playing a game with a lot of people. But it wasn't just any game, if it was just a game Thomas would not be so jealous, but this was the game. Newt was now in this second playing suck and blow, whit strangers.
Which meant, he was having his mouth against other strangers mouths with just a thin card between their lips, who could so easily be dropped, and his lips would meet lips that was not Thomas.

The card was moving, from person to person, some dropped it and lips collided with corners of the mouth, lips collided with jaw and lips collided with lips. Thomas had seen the card go from newts mouth to other people's mouths but it was just the card that had collided with lips. But it could be changed so easily, and Thomas could not take that, not in any way.

So when the card got closer and closer to the blonde, Thomas could feel his feet also get closer. The second before the person before newt was going to pass the card to the blonde Thomas stood there, taking the card. Sucking at it gently he turned around and meet the brown eyes of the blonde boy in front of him. Thomas leaned forward, newt got ready to take the card away from Thomas. But just before newt could suck the card from Thomas lips, the brunette blowed the card away. Lips met lips, the whole room grew silent. But no one of the boys cared, because the heated kiss between them was all that mattered.

Soon the two boys separated, but their foreheads was touching and they looked deep into each other's eyes. Thomas smirked, whispering a thing only the blond could hear, a thing that made the air get stuck in the blondes troth and his face to get flushed.

"The only person you should suck and blow
is me"