Warning: Shameless Newt smut, you pervs! Feel free to leave requests in my ask box, don’t be shy! If you’re reading this, you must be pretty nasty so go right ahead, I won’t judge. Enjoy!
Newt x Reader
Rating: Explicit, obviously. Don’t pretend you’re reading this for the plot.
looked up at you from his bed, a clear expression of surprise playing out
across his face when he saw you standing by his door. His hair was mussed, his
clothes rumpled, and a pen hung from his mouth. The scene was so utterly Newt. His
dark eyes slowly rose to meet yours, drinking in the sight of you in your lose
fitting, sheer clothing that the shaft had sent up for you to wear during the
night. It was completely dark outside, and you knew no one else was awake. It
was a habit of Newt’s to stay up later than everyone else while he was in his
room studying the maps, creating his own diagrams, relentlessly trying to
figure a way out. You weren’t surprised to find him doing just that when you
walked in. He wasn’t even undressed or underneath the covers; instead, he was
sitting with one leg pulled closely to him and the other dangling lazily over
the edge of the bed. The diagrams he had drawn were fanned out in front of him.
If you focused hard enough, you could make out his messy scrawl all over the pages,
the intricate workings of his mind displayed in ink.
cleared his throat, snapping you back to reality. “What-what are you doing
here?” His voice broke when he spoke and he avoided eye contact. You saw one of
his hands clench slightly beside him, a thing that he did whenever he was
restraining himself from doing something.
two of you had been together before, but an enormous fight had broken out
between you two that had ended with two broken people. You had gone into the
maze with the other runners despite Newt’s protests. You felt so useless as the
only girl, and you wanted to make something out of your speed. So you snuck out
with Minho and Thomas one night, and as a result, almost got yourself killed.
You had never seen Newt so angry before. He had grabbed each of the guys, one
in each hand, and thrown them against the wall. It took 5 gladers to hold Newt
back before he finally calmed a bit and went to the Medjacks to see you. It was
then that the two of you got into a massive argument. He thought you were dead
and you knew that he didn’t believe you could handle yourself. The fight ended
with you screaming for him to get out of your life. You didn’t know that by
doing that, it would be as if you ended your life.
missed him. You missed his touch, you missed his voice, his kindness, his
humour, his ways in bed—you missed him. And so here you were, lost, vulnerable,
and once again finding yourself going back with Newt.
didn’t say anything, you didn’t need to. You just walked over to Newt’s bed,
gently pushed his papers to the floor, and slid onto the bed so you were
directly in front of him. Newt understood. He always did when it came to you.
you whispered, and it was all you needed to do.
made a sound in the back of his throat, a sound broken resolve and hidden
desire. He crumbled in front of you, his walls falling and the ice melting from
his eyes. Newt pulled you to him, hooking his arms underneath your shins and
yanking slightly so that your legs were behind his torso and your chest was
touching his. And then he was kissing you. You melted against him, allowing his
soft lips to take control over you, to dominate you. His hands were light on
your skin, gentle. You felts his fingers stroke your legs hesitantly, the
feeling barely there. He was holding himself back, as if he weren’t sure if you
were real. You dug your hands into his hair, pulling him harder against you. He
let out a small groan against your lips. This was real. You were real. And then
there was nothing holding him back. His hands traveled from your legs up to
your thighs, his thumb pressing gently at the apex. You shuddered against him,
but he kept on moving his hands up your body. They slid up along the smooth
skin of your waist, up to your breasts, and then along the sensitive skin of
your back as he ran them back down to the waist band of your panties. Newt
applied the slightest bit of pressure to the soft spot on your hipbone,
smirking just a little bit against your lips when you bucked against him, a
light gasp falling from your parted lips. Newt’s mouth broke from yours and
drifted down to your jaw line, ghosting along the skin there. Goosebumps
erupted along your skin where his mouth had left a burning trail. Newt nipped
lightly at your throat, causing you to mutter a curse underneath your breath.
You pressed yourself against him, a burning sensation growing in the pit of
me to stop,” Newt murmured, thick through his teeth.
didn’t respond, only gasped with pleasure when his hand stroked you gently
through the thin cloth of your underwear. Newt grabbed the hem of your
nightgown and slipped it over your head with ease, immediately exposing your
bare skin to the cool night air. You tugged at Newt’s clothing, impatient. He
smiled at you, placing one brief kiss on your lips before pulling away to shrug
his shirt off. He lifted his hips off of the bed, you along with him, and
shrugged off his trousers and undergarments. You suddenly became aware of him pressed against you, hard and erect.
Before you had time to comment, Newt was kissing you again, albeit a bit more
roughly this time, his teeth catching on your bottom lip. He broke the kiss so
his lips could travel down the curve of your throat to your chest.
You arched against Newt, grinding against him as he took a nipple into his
mouth, suckling gently, his tongue swirling around the sensitive skin.
groaned a little at your response. “Bloody hell, (Y/N), you have no idea what
you do to me.”
couldn’t respond, not with intelligible words at least. Newt seemed to be perfectly
fine with that, as demonstrated when he smirked against your lips. In one fluid
motion, he flipped the two of you over so that you were underneath him. His
toned arms caged you in from either side of your head, forcing you to look into
his warm brown eyes. Light danced in his eyes, but lust clouded them as well.
Your skin was flushed, your hair a mess, and it took all of Newt’s will not to
finish right then and there. In another quick motion, Newt slid back off of the
end of the bed so he was standing and yanked you so that your legs dangled off
of the edge. A devilish smile spread across Newt’s handsome features, the light
of the moon reflecting off of his white teeth.
he lowered his hand and put it right against your heat, cupping it, as the
other hand traced the sensitive skin at the apex of your thighs. You bucked
against his hand, teeth gritted in attempt to bite back your moans. “Please,”
you managed, biting your lip. “God, Newt, please.” Newt cocked his head.
“Please what?” He asked, dipping one of his fingers just barely into you.
strained gasp escaped you. “Please make me come!”
Newt murmured to himself. “I had no idea how hot that’d sound.” And then he
plunged his fingers into you. You had no time to react, only scream out in
pleasure as he rammed three of his fingers into your dripping core, his other
hand teasing your clit. Newt slid his fingers in and out of you, your wetness
coating his fingers and squirting onto his bed each time he plunged his fingers
in and out of you.
and gasps escaped your body in a continuous string as newt pleasured you. You
threw your head back against the mattress, your body arching when he rubbed and
pinch the bundle of nerves. Your hands twisted themselves into Newt’s sheets,
desperately attempting to grab something to anchor you down.
growled at the sight. “Think you can still go in the maze, (Y/N)? Still think
you’re shucking strong enough?” He thrusted his fingers even harder into you,
making dark spots dance across your vision and your toes curl. He leaned in
closer to you. Moans fell from your lips, one after the other. “Will you still
leave me without telling me that you’re going to run in the maze?” He curled
his fingers in you. Your body began to shake slightly when you felt Newt
ramming his fingers against your g-spot. “Hm, (Y/N)? Still feeling strong?” You
could tell Newt was taking some of his pent up anger out on you. He had never
been this rough with you before. To be completely honest, you kind of liked it.
You writhed against the sheets as you neared your peak, screwing your eyes
closed as the pleasure tripled. Your breaths fell at a faster and faster pace, matching
the speed Newt was pushing his fingers in and out of you.
You breathed, barely audible.
eyes darkened. “What? Say it again, (Y/N), louder.”
groan slipped from your mouth as you struggled to form words. “Oh god, oh god,
oh god,” you breathed, the pleasure building.
slowed his pace slightly. “I can’t hear you.”
fuck, Newt! No! I fucking need you to dominate me! I’m weak, so fuck me
already!” You threw your head back against the bed as Newt smirked and
complied. He curled his fingers again, ramming his three fingers against your
g-spot repeatedly without mercy as he rubbed your clit in harsh circles. The
fire expanded in your stomach, creating an inferno of heat. With one final rub
of your bundle of nerves and thrust of his fingers, you came undone. “FUCK!”
You screamed as liquid squirted out of you and onto Newt. Your body heaved with
pleasure as it traveled from your core and outwards in shaking waves. Your legs
convulsed, your toes curling, in response to the massive amount of pleasure
unraveling in you. You jerked upwards, trembling violently and body tensing as
the largest wave of euphoria ripped through you, another gush of liquid
squirting from you. It was as if you had run into a brick wall of pleasure.
Your eyes screwed shut as you let the pleasure wash over your entire body. Your
hand shot out from you and grabbed onto Newt. His muscled shoulders flexed
underneath your grip, rippling under the surface. You dug your fingers in
tightly, pulling your body as close as possible to him as one last wave of
pleasure rocked through you. You hadn’t ever come like this before. When you
finally fell from your high, you found that some moment in your orgasm, you had
looked pleasantly surprised, a small smile teasing his lips. “That was new.” He
kissed you gently. The hand that had previously been touching your clit slid
around to your back, pressing you to him. You slumped against him. The hand
that had just been digging into his shoulder slowly fell, tracing small
patterns on his bicep as it did. You were so used to the usual soft, gentle sex
with Newt that your body didn’t know how to recover from a session like that.
You were a mess, you didn’t have to see yourself to know. Sweat kept your hair
plastered to your forehead and heat pounded in your entire body. But you felt
pulled away slowly. He slid his fingers out of you, still glistening wet, and licked
them all clean. A small tingling began again in your core, despite having come
so hard just moments before. “You never squirted before, did you? Do you think
Thomas could’ve made you done that? Do you think Minho could’ve made you come
so hard for him?”
hit you like a ton of bricks. You had never considered that Newt would have
gotten jealous that you went out in the maze alone with Thomas and Minho. You
always assumed that it was only because you hadn’t told him and recklessly got
yourself in danger. But you now knew that he had jealousy pent up inside of him
as well. Something devious began to form in your brain. You weren’t quite
satisfied yet, you decided. You wanted more rough pleasure. Maybe you would
regret it later, but you knew what you wanted now. You cocked your head to the
side, a small smirk on your lips. “I’m sure they could, Newt. I’m sure they
could fuck me harder, better and rougher than you ever could.” Perverse glee
built up in you as you saw Newt’s eyes darken even more.
wouldn’t be so sure of that,” was all he growled. In a rough pull, he forced
your legs to hook around his waist as he pushed you back against the bed. Your
arms fell to your sides from the force. In a swift movement, he grabbed them
both with one hand and pinned them above you. He hovered over you, his dark
gaze leveling on yours. “I’m going to fuck you, harder than they could ever.”
didn’t drop your smirk and maintained eye contact. “Prove it.”
a throaty growl, Newt buried himself in you. You had no time to adjust to his
large size, only gasp in the little amount of pain. But the immense pleasure
overrode that pain in no time and you were left to whimper at the fact that he wasn’t
fucking moving, that he wasn’t fucking
moving an inch. The pleasure was torturous, you found yourself quivering in
anticipation, breathy whimpers coming out of your mouth almost involuntarily.Newt watched you, aroused by the noises
you were making. His dark eyes bore down on you, a slightly malicious and lust
filled glint in them. “Who’s making you feel so good right now, (Y/N)?” He
couldn’t respond, only whine in desperation. Thankfully, it seemed that he was
barely holding himself back as well, and he didn’t ask for more. Slowly, he
drew his cock out of you, aware of the torture it caused, and teased the
entrance of your slit by rubbing it between your glistening folds. You
whimpered desperately, wanting nothing more than for him to fill you again. You
wanted to be slammed into, to be fucked so desperately that you bruised, you
wanted to be fucked so hard that your back would rub against the sheets so much
it would become raw.
he eased himself into you, angling himself in such a way that each time he
slipped in, he would brush against your clit. He did this a few more time,
slipping into you in shallow strokes, teasing your clit. He wanted to pound
you, force you to orgasm all over him repeatedly, fuck you in such frenzy that you
wouldn’t be able to remember your name the next day, but he bit his greed back
and continued to torture you.
pulled against his restraints, voicing your desire. “Please, Newt,” you
only tightened his hold, his thrusts still small and shallow. “Can Minho get
you begging like this?” Just to
humour you, he drove into you hard once,
drawing a loud moan from you.
you gasped, barely managing to form the word.
resumed his pattern of shallow thrusts, eliciting a whine from you. “Louder.”
You screamed desperately, wanting him to fuck you harder, deeper. The ache for
him intensified, and now you could tell that he was barely holding himself back
as well. You could tell from the jaw muscle that tensed, the way he was
clenching his teeth. It made it so much hotter. Unfortunately, it also made it
so much more torturous. You felt yourself become slicker, dripping onto Newt.
Every pulse of your heat affected him as well. He continued his shallow torture
until he could barely hold on, burying himself to the hilt in you without a warning.
you whimpered, “just finish me.” You felt your walls clench on him, desperately
trying to milk out his orgasm. Newt almost lost himself then, at the sound of
your desperate, sexy fucking voice, but he held back, allowing the wave of
pleasure to wash over him.
smirked his cocky smirk. “In due time, love.” But his resolve slipped for just
a bit. He drove into you, hard and deep, fucking you just as viciously as you
had wanted him to. And god, it felt so good. He shoved himself into you
desperately, groaning along with you as you let out sounds of pleasure. His
pace exploded then, changing from his shallow and depriving thrusts to deep and
animalistic thrusts as he slammed into you repeatedly and brutally. You felt as
if you were going to split apart from the sheer force of his pounding. You couldn’t
help but love it.
grinned, a perfectly even flash of pearly white teeth. He slowed his pace
again, a rumble of laughter in chest when he heard you whimper. He pulled
himself completely out of you before burying himself completely into you once
more. Again and again he forced you to endure his torture, pulling all of the
way out, coated in your juices, before sinking back in. You lifted your head
weakly, focusing on the intersection where the two of you became one. You
watched as he sank slowly into you, looked at how his cocked glistened with
your wetness each time he pulled out. You threw your head back again, the fire
growing to near unbearable heat in you.
You finally exclaimed, unable to be strong anymore. You hadn’t expected him to
be able to knock you down; you were the most stubborn person in the Glade. But
yet here you were. “Please, Newt! Just fuck me, please! Make me come all over you,
make me yours, just shucking take me already!”
let out a full laugh, dark and sexy, his eyes shining with amusement. Before
you could do anything, he was ramming into you relentlessly, every thrust
drawing pure bliss from you. All you could do was moan and writhe against the
bed from his savage pounding. He pistoned into you, his muscles rippling with
the effort. You began to thrust up against him, wanting nothing more than to
reach that high again. Newt groaned darkly, as you moved, the pleasure
tripling. Your breaths became lighter, your moans louder, and you neared your
peak. You hooked your legs around Newt’s waist, your heels digging into his
back and pushing him deeper into you. Newt grunted in response, sinking deeper.
“Can Thomas fuck you like this?” He forced, thickly through his teeth. His free
hand went to your clit, rubbing hard and fast.
lowered his voice. “Come, (Y/N).”
screamed as your orgasm tore through you, exploding through every cell,
launching you into pure bliss. You felt your walls clench on Newt, but he held
out, the muscle in his jaw clenching. Newt was relentless, focused on finishing
himself now. He released his hold on your wrists, bring his hand down to the
side of your waist. He grabbed you on either side of your waist with both of his
hands, lifting you off the mattress effortlessly. His control slipped, he needed
his release. The rougher, the better. He impaled you on his cock, eliciting
another scream from you as you felt the heat building in you again. All of your
weight was in his strong arms, allowing him to control everything. You arched
your back, heels digging into him, forcing him impossibly deep into you. The
new angle allowed him to hit that spot in you, that sweet, sweet spot. His
fingers tightened on you as he rammed into you with a ferocity you didn’t think
possible. His pace was frenzied, your cunt beaten and bruised from him. You
wanted more. He was on the verge of explosion, his grasp tightening, his moans
becoming deeper and more guttural. You could feel his cock swelling, hardening,
and stretching in anticipation, forcing your flesh to stretch to the point you
were convinced it was going to tear. You were almost there, the coil expanding
in the pit of your stomach, growing larger and larger, the pressure building.
He was fucking you so hard, and god, the way he was muttering your name
underneath his breath, that guttural purr… you couldn’t hold on.
one last powerful thrust, you came undone. Stars exploded in your eyes as you
unraveled, waves of euphoria slamming down onto you, over and over again. You
shook violently on Newt, the orgasm traveling throughout every vein in your
body. He tensed, taut as a bow, and exploded in you. “(Y/N)…” He groaned, his
mouth falling open. His hair stuck to his forehead with sweat, but he kept
thrusting into you shallowly, riding out his orgasm. His come spurted out in
long streams into your core, your lower stomach filling with his scalding heat.
“(Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N),” he moaned again and again, repeating your name like a
you looped your arms up around his neck and pulled yourself up so that you
could fit yourself in the crook of his neck. You bit his shoulder lightly,
drawing up enough pain to elongate his orgasm. He moaned in appreciation.
his heat burned away and you felt yourself going boneless, all of your weight
in Newt’s arms. He pulled out, leaving you feeling a weird emptiness. Newt
shifted so that he could fall against the bed without crushing you. He held you
there, the room smelling of sex and the only sound filling the room being Newt’s
he spoke. “Never sneak out on me again, alright, (Y/N)? Or else next time, I
won’t be so gentle.”
laughed a little. “I look forward to it.” Newt ran his fingers through your
hair absently, slowly lulling you to sleep. You nudged his chest affectionately
with your nose. “You know, you’re not so bad.”
Newt cried indignantly. “I remember making you come 3 times!”
yeah, you arrogant cock.” You smiled lazily. “Until next time.”
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