Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/10240532. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Fandom: The_Maze_Runner_Series_-_James_Dashner, The_Maze_Runner_(Movies), The Maze_Runner_Series_-_All_Media_Types Relationship: Newt/Thomas_(Maze_Runner) Character: Newt_(Maze_Runner), Thomas_(Maze_Runner) Additional Tags: Newtmas_-_Relationship, Top_Newt, Bottom_Thomas, Come_Eating, Come_Shot, Thomas_is_a_slut, Anal_Sex, Dom/sub_Undertones, Dom_Newt, Sub_Thomas, Slut_Shaming, Oral_Sex, Blow_Jobs, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot Stats: Published: 2017-03-12 Words: 1367 ****** Yours Only ****** by Sam_the_Writer02 Summary He works strategically, only stroking Thomas's prostrate once every six or seven thrusts, and it's enough to have the younger boy's cock dribbling precum all the way down to his balls, making him look absolutely sinful.   ***   I'm going to hell. See u motherfuckers there By the time he's worked a third finger into him, Thomas is gasping and writhing on the floor, arching into every movement. Newt loves him like this with sweat matting his hair to his forehead and dripping over his muscles. He's so tempted to drop simply drop his head down and lick, but he's enjoying this too much. The smell of lust and want is thick in the air, like a suffocating smoke and it makes every hair on Newt's body stand up. When he curls his fingers, Thomas gasps and moans loudly and forgets the no touching rule and grabs at Newt's hair, pulling until it burns. 'There you are,' He thinks to himself as his fingers continue their assault on the boy under him. He works strategically, only stroking Thomas's prostrate once every six or seven thrusts, and it's enough to have the younger boy's cock dribbling precum all the way down to his balls, making him look absolutely sinful. He's been hard for maybe an hour now, and Newt loves moments like these. When the rest of the Gladers are sound asleep and it's not rushed the way it is when they jerk each other off near the trees when he walks out of the Maze. When Thomas let's out the most sinful of sounds and Newt knows it for him, *just for him*, because no one can work him like Newt can. Here, now, it's slow and tortuous, and he can open him up completely until Thomas can't take it anymore. "Newt." Thomas moans out, de-tangling his fingers from the older boy's hair and reaching out instead to stroke at his collar bone. Newt shivers at the intimacy of the action, which he knows is fucking ridiculous because he's got three fingers buried knuckle deep inside the shank but it doesn't matter. Thomas always knows how to make him stutter. "Now. Please. I'm ready."   He looks so utterly fucked out like this, laying down with his muscles taut against his skin, sweat dripping down his body and his hard cock standing proud at attention, his tip red and swollen and still drooling precum all over his glorious length. Newt can't help himself when he leans down, fingers still buried in his ass, and takes the tip of this lover's cock into his mouth, sucking gently. Thomas arches beautifully, effectively forcing Newt's fingers even deeper in and almost doing the same with his cock, but the older boy is sure to not go any further than an inch or so down. He tastes salty against Newt's tongue and the ex-runner can't help but moan softly against him. He pulls back and kisses down Thomas's length, curling his fingers at the same moment he nips gently at the skin of his balls. Thomas has to physically bite down on his forearm to muffle his moan, but Newt hears it as clear as if it were screamed in his ear. "Patience, love." He says, pulling away entirely. Thomas makes a frustrated noise and Newt chuckles, deep and raspy. "You're so beautiful like this this." And even in the darkness of midnight, Newt can see the bright red flush that covers the boys face and chest. Newt pulls all his fingers out and before Thomas can complain, he's shoving them back, adding his pinky to the mix. "Oh." Thomas let's out, sounding utterly lost to bliss. Newt loves it, loves that he can take apart the calm, cool, sarcastic facade. He loves how vulnerable Thomas is with him...how he is with Thomas. He curls all his fingers at once, brushing against Thomas's prostrate, and the younger boy reaches to squeeze the base of his cock, wanting this to last. Newt gives him a puzzled look and Thomas blushes again. He hides his face in his arm when he speaks. "Wanna come with you inside." He mumbles to his biceps, absolutely refusing to meet Newt's gaze. For a long moment, Newt doesn't reply and Thomas looks at him, concerned. But Newt is just staring at the younger boy, thinking 'What did I do to deserve you?' as he leans down and presses his lips softly to Thomas's, pulling his fingers out. They kiss hot and sloppy and it's all tongue and teeth clashing together but it doesn't matter. Newt pulls away and lines himself up with Thomas's entrance, the younger boy digging his nails into his shoulder. He looks Thomas in the eye as he slowly pushes his length forward then pulls back, teasing both himself and his lover even further. Thomas whines. "Baby, please." And the lust in his voice is enough to have Newt thrusting forward, settling his length entirely inside him. It's quick and easy, because Newt had spent enough time prepping him despite Thomas's complaints every night that it was enough. He can't bare the thought of hurting him, which is why he doesn't move for a full two minutes.   Thomas gives a small nod and Newt smiles down at him, pressing their lips together once more before pulling out almost entirely and thrusting in hard. Thomas moans loudly against his lovers lips and Newt moves his hips faster. He doesn't take long to find Thomas's prostrate again, and this time he takes full advantage. Newt hits it with every thrust and soon, Thomas is too busy being utterly fucked out to care that his moans can be heard from the Homestead. Newt thrusts wildly, until the sound of skin slapping against skin is loud enough to drown out his lovers excessive moaning and Newt has to grip onto his hips to stop Thomas from simply sliding across the floor.   He reaches down between their bodies and tugs at Thomas's cock. It only takes two strokes before the younger boy is coming all over himself and Newt, covering them both in his sticky fluid. He fucks Thomas through his orgasm, not stopping or even slowing down on his brutal pace as the younger boy moans underneath him. He's a complete mess and Newt only stops when Thomas gently pushes him back with a hand on his stomach, eyes hooded. Newt pulls out in one quick motion, quickly replacing his cock with two fingers so Thomas can get used to the change. He loves the way his hole flutters, as if begging for Newt to come back, but he doesn't. Thomas is moving now, pulling Newt forward by his cock until Thomas is sitting up on his elbows, Newt's dick in front of his face. He swallows him down unceremoniously in one quick motion, the tip on Newt's dick immediately hitting the back of Thomas's throat. The boy has no gag reflex, Newt thinks as he immediately starts bobbing his head up and down the length. Newt moans freely, gripping Thomas's hair and forcing his face down further until his nose is buried in the patch of hair above Newt's dick. Thomas moans against him and that does it for Newt. He pulls out and looks down at Thomas, loving the way his eyes are wide and innocent when the man behind them is anything but. He jerks his cock three times, before shooting his seed all over Thomas's face and into his open mouth. It drips down his chin and Thomas just let's it, titling his head further back and closing his eyes, as if having another bloke shoot his load at your face is his favorite way to pass time. Newt loves it.    When he's done, Newt stands and looks down at Thomas, wondering if he can go again. 'Dirty boy,' is all that Newt can think as he watches Thomas swallow down his come, lick his lips, then run his fingers over his abs and collect his own come, before licking that as well. "You're such a slut." Newt says and Thomas blushes, but he doesn't take the fingers out of his mouth. He looks Newt in the eye as he seductively pulls his fingers out of his mouth before standing on his knees and proceeding to lick the remnants of his own orgasm from Newt's stomach. "Maybe." He says, swiping his tongue flat over Newt's abs. "But I'm your slut." Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!