Newtmas/ drinking problem

Drinking problem

Maze runner fanfic

Newts POV

Every week when the box comes up im always the first to go check it. All the gladers know it's nothing exciting, that's there's nothing in there just for them... But there is for me. In a light blue silky cloth wrapped up in the corner sits something with my name sewed into it, Newt. I bend down to pick it up already knowing what's inside. Thank god I think to myself. one more bloody day and I would have tried to jump again. This is my only escape. WICKID knows this, why they help me, why they do it, I wouldn't know for the life of me.

I take out the small clear bottle and take a huge gulp of what's inside. Immediately I feel my head cloud and all my thoughts and feelings leave me so I can finally have some time alone in my own head.

"Newt? What are you doing in the box. "

It's Tommy.
"What's it to you ya bloody shank? Can't a guy just shucking do what he wants for once?" Im suddenly feeling more emotions than I wanted to. Usually I wonder around the woods and eventually pass out, but now Tommys here.

He looks taken back by my words, hurt or confused.

Why would he feel like that?

He jumps down beside me landing right in front of me with a loud bang.
"What is this?" He takes to bottle and smells it. "Is this vodka?" He seams puzzled by his own words as if he doesn't quite know what he's talking about.

"Maybe." I don't feel like doing this right now. I just got in a huge fight with Alby and need time alone. I cant even focus with Tommy standing around.

Suddenly I reach out and snatch the container back from him. Tommy lunges forward stretching out to try and take it from me again.

I put the rim to my lips and he stops dead in his tracks. "Newt," his voice soft and low, "what's going on?"

A tear falls silently down my face. I don't know what's going on. All I know is I need to drink. I chug all the liquor I can before tommy is on top of me.

He wrenches the bottle from my hands and smashes it against the ground.

No. No I think this can't be happening. I need that. It's the only way. A full week with out my escape. I won't be able to do it.

" WHAT THE HELL THOMAS!" I couldn't form thoughts anymore, my knees gave out and I fell toward the ground.

Thomas's POV

I carry Newt, slipping in and out of consciousness out if the box and off for the woods where no one else would be. Oh Newt. If only you knew how much I cared about you. I wish he came and talked to me at least. How long has he been drinking?

I set him down against a big rock. It's the perfect spot, all the fires of the glade burning. You can see it all, and yet no one can see you.

"Newt?" I say quietly. "Newt!" More urgently I whisper. His eyes open the slightest bit and lock with mine.

"Tommy?" A small smile spreads across his face. "Has anyone ever told you how sexy you are in the moonlight?" His arms swing up and I feel his hands clasp my ass.

I'm breathing very quickly now. Does he really think that? Is he just drunk?
I don't even care right now. With his hair all messed up and the distant spark of the fires flickering in his eyes.

I swing my leg over his body so I'm straddling him. "You'd be the first that I can remember."

I cold shiver goes up my spine as Newts hands find their way up the back of my shirt and trail their way to my stomach. He strokes my abs but looks me directly in the eyes.

His hands find their way up to my shoulder and I raise my arms to remove my shirt.

As soon as the shirt passes over my face I'm throne backwards and feel a heavy weight come down on top of me. It's Newt.

He looks at me and moves his head down toward my abdomen and kisses my body. He slowly moves up my body and I grip the grass beneath my fingers holding back a moan.

Newt collapses his full body weight on top of mine and started to suck at different parts of my neck. He can definitely feel my boner. His hand slips down my pants and he grips my thigh.

"You're wearing too many cloths for my taste." I say.

"That's what I was thinking." Newt pulls up so he's now straddling me and pulls off his shirt. He flings it aside like he couldn't stand the thought of it separating us anymore than it already has been. He presses his warm body against mine slowly grinding his hips against mine.

Newt does something good and I arch my back, moaning loudly.

Newt chuckles and does the same thing again. "Newt..." I let out. I'm panting so hard I can barely take in a breath.

He stops abruptly and leans over me and in a low voice so unlike his own growls, "Beg for me."

"Newt..." I moan.

He sucks at the sensitive skin on my neck right where I like it. My fingers fling themselves from the grass and grab onto Newt.

"I want to know you want me." He growls softly in my ear slowly pulling down the waist band of my pants.

"I don't want you. " I say suddenly in control.

He pulls back and looks at my face. His eyes so full of pain. Like I was the only thing he had and I took myself away from him.

I can't take it any longer and I say, "I need you."

Newt collapsed on to me so quickly I didn't even know what happened. Our mouths press together and our bodies cling to each other.

I fling newt on his back strip him of his shorts and underwear. I rip the clothing covering me as well.

I grind on newt making moan. "Thomas!... Thomas!"

I grab his erection in my left hand and start moving. He moans my name and digs his fingernails into my back.

"T- Thomas I-I-I need you! I NEED YOU TO TAKE ME!"

I put newt in a comfortable position and rest my dick against his hole. "Are you sure this is what you want?"

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Newts OPV
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We lock eyes and I give a sharp nod. I have never wanted anything more then to have Tommy inside of my right now.

He gently pushes in and I close my eyes.

God it hurts so bad. I feel him start to go back out and I let out a loud yell.

Tommy pulls all the way out and I can't stand it. I whimper begging him to come back inside me. He kisses my cheek gently and thrusts back into me with out warning.

"TOMMY! Oh god! Oh god! Yes tommy ..."
He stars to thrust harder into me and I arch my back and scream his name.

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Thomas's pov
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I pull out far once more and ram myself back into him, fucking him into oblivion.

Newt came on me spraying all over my bare chest.

"Yeah," I whisper in his ear "I know you love it" I continue to make small thrusts into him and whisper small words of encouragement.

I grab my own dick wanting to reach my own climax as well but I feel my hand being lifted and newt say "let me get that for you"

I stand on my feet and lean against a near by tree. My knees wobble as newt approaches me on his knees.

I feel his moist tong run against my length and suck on my shaft. He makes his way back to the tip and puts it in his mouth.

I feel newt about to attempt to take my full 8 1/2 inches in him mouth and a mosh escapes me.

All of a sudden I hear a branch crack behind us and a voice call out, "Thomas, Newt? Is that you?"

Minho steps out from behind us.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?"