Different Anon, but could you do a Scorch Next/Reader, where Newt's just starting to lose it and reader tries to comfort him, resulting in some rough smut?
Hellooooooooooooo :D (Oh my god youâre the second Iâm so happy! THANK YOU!)
I love the idea so Iâve done it and itâs TOTALLY M
Hope itâs what you wanted :/ Maybe itâs too long and thereâs too much talking? I donât know! Itâs my first Glader/Reader so⌠criticize all you want T.T
You walkedand walked for hours and it seemed like days now but you knew you had to keepwalking. You are the only girl now. Teresa had vanished into thin air, leavingyou alone with the boys. But you want to keep it steady. You canât let theother gladers down. Even less when dusk is upon you. Soon youâll have to find ashelter for the night.
âI c⌠arghâŚno Tommy leave it, will ya! Give me the bloody water!â
Newtâsvoice pierce the sizzling hot air and you immediately turn toward him. He seemsto be in pain,- so much pain. It has been this way for too long, now. Since youall had left the Glade. It had started slowly but it is more obvious each and everyhour passing. Newt suffers more than the other gladers. And itâs not only thescorching sun, the burning sand and the fear you all feel. Itâs something else.Something inside him. It would only disturb him first, but now he is rough toeveryone. You can see he feels guilty but he canât help it at some moments.
âSorry TommyâŚâyou hear him say when he takes his last sip.
You canâthelp but come near him and run a hand on his nape gently. He flashes you a lookof pure shame while the others resume walking.
âItâs okay,Newtâ you whisper.
âNo, itâsnot Y/N!â He answers a bit too hard, anger glowing in his amber eyes.
You takeyour hand back quickly, trying not to show youâre hurt â it wouldnât help. Heâsalready red again, ashamed.
âWeâll walkfor an hour more maybe but as soon as we see a place to crash for the night, wetake itâ Minho says from the front of your little and miserable queue.
âIâll staywith youâ you say to Newt without looking at him.
âWhatevâY/Nâ he grunts.
He takes astep forward, moving again, and you hear him sigh then:
You smile andbrace yourself for what is coming but youâll stay with him anyway. You love himway too much to abandon him â you wouldnât even think about it. Newt and you arenâta thing, you know that much. There was no time back in the glade for shallowlove stories. Newt as the Second in command had too much to care about so younever told him what you felt for him.
Now all youcan do is to show him you support him.
Even if he canâtsee it.
âThatâll dofor the night shanks. Everyone find a spot; donât go too far in the building. Iwant to be able to hear every single one of you in case of⌠a shucking badsurprise in the middle of the night.â
After thislittle âspeechâ Minho leaves you all and grabs Thomas. Both come to one of the glasslesswindow. More like a hole in the concrete wall. They start the watch like that.
Outside it isdark already and you guys had found a place of safety in an abandoned buildingfalling into pieces.
âCan I helpwith something?â You ask, approaching the two boys.
They lookat each other clearly in discomfort. Then you realize their gazes followsomeone. You turn on your heels and saw Newtâs wandering silhouette near the farthestcorner of the gigantic hall. From where you are, you canât hear him at all;barely see him. When he drops on his knees, alone, and disappears behind acounter made of wood (was this place a dancing hall or a club before?) you feelyour heart crushing badly.
âWe donâtneed you here Y/N, but⌠do you think you could⌠I donât knowâ Thomas looksreluctant to ask what the three of you are thinking about.
âIâll checkon Newt and stay with himâ you say with a gentle smile.
Minho andThomas look as affected as you are seeing Newt like this. You give them a thumbup,- trying to cheer them up; and add:
âIâllconvince him to come and sleep closer.â
Minho patsyou on the shoulder and you leave both of them.
You walk pastthe other gladers and walk more where no one had dared to come and sleep alone.The place is creepy as shuck to be honest. Only the light âthumpâ of your shoeson the concrete dust accompanies you as you come closer to Newtâs nest.
Eventuallyyou counter the massive piece of wood covered in dust and dirt and fiund himsitting against the wall his feet pointing towards the remains of alcohol bottlescrashed on the floor.
Newt hadclearly heard you coming but he doesnât make a single sign proving he is awareof your presence. Again you feel hurt but decide you wonât abandon before long.Seeing him like that,- his amber eyes fixing a point with disgust and anger; itbreaks your heart.
You decideyouâd be better on the floor and drop next to him. Your sides are touching butagain he doesnât show any sign of⌠life actually.
You nudgehim with your shoulder and try to smile.
âCome onNewt what are you doing here all alone? We miss you back there. Planning to doa big bonfire and sing and dance all nightâŚâ
You donâtknow why you try to act that light-hearted but why not? Maybe he will laughwith that beautiful and musical laughter of him? Or just smile?âŚ
He doesnothing. Doesnât even give you a glance.
âNewtâŚâ yousay again, low. âPlease, say something.â
Itâs painful.Really painful. But finallyâŚ
âYou wantme to say something tâ ya luvâ?â Heasks.
The icytone he uses when pronouncing âloveâ makes you feel like crying all of asudden. Newt always used that sweet nickname with you back in the glade and youliked it. Made you feel special. But now he is using it as a weapon aimed tohurt youâŚ
âYesâŚâ yougive him anyway.
âAlrightthen. Iâll say one thing: Bloody. Leave.Me. Alone.â
Sayingthat, he turns slightly toward you, his eyes full of something burningâŚsomething that looks like hatred. You bite your bottom lips, fighting tears ofanger back. What the shuck is going on? Newt would never speak to you likethat!
âWhat thehell, Newt!â You canât help but exclaim a little too harsh.
You regretit instantaneously when you see him flattened against the wall and see â even inthe dark â the guilt in his eyes.
âSorry Y/N!âHe blurts - blushing like crazy. âI canât control myself, I donât know what thebloody hell is wrong with me!â
More thanashamed, he looks sad and scaredâŚ
You feelthe urge to take him in your arms and instinctively lean toward him, cuppinghis face with your hands.
âItâs okayNewt. Iâll stay, I donât care⌠I just want you to feel goodâŚâ you breathagainst his cheek.
But whenyou pull back, a second later the anger his back in his eyes and you feel himforcing you down. In a matter of seconds youâre laying on your back between thewall and the counter, one of your arm crushing shattered pieces of glasses. Acry would have escaped you if you werenât so shocked. Newt is sitting on yourhipbones, your wrists caged in the strong grip of his hands. Youâre as scaredas in awe. He is beautiful and so broken at the same time.
âWant me tofeel good, amma right luvâ?â
You swallowwith some difficulty hearing his dark tone. You are scared.
Then heleans over you as you close your eyes, squirming under him. And freeze.
Newt islicking your neck. From your collar bones to your jaw. The shiver running downyour spine is more than intense. What the shuck is going on! Thereâs somethingwrong and you know it.
You always wantedthis, dreamt of it but not like this. Not when Newtâs hot breath on your jaw isthat feral.
âWhat areyou doing!â You ask trying to push him away.
âWant tofeel good Y/NâŚâ he starts to say, dangerously humming against your neck. âNeedto⌠Ouch!â
You eventuallysucceed in shoving your knee straight in his stomach and he falls back on hisass, between your legs. Youâre the one whoâs angry now.
âNot likethat!â You spit.
But thenyou see how bad he is again. Not full of hate and almost crazy anymore. He putsa hand on his mouth and you can see him shaking madly.
âIâm so soâŚI donât know⌠I didnât mean⌠Iâm⌠Oh my god I⌠Y/NâŚâ
The boy isclearly as surprised as you are and it looks like heâs on the verge of crying.He is broken. You can see it perfectly now.
âIâm sorry,âhe sobs.
It does itfor you and youâre on him in a second, kissing the air out of him. You know itwasnât him second earlier and now the Newt you love is back you want him bad ânot knowing when or how youâre gonna lose him again. Itâs a bit irrational butyou need it and when he kisses you back with his hands locked on the front ofyour tank top in a deathly grip you moan deeply.
âIâm hereâyou breathe out when you part a second. âIâm with you Newt.â
âDonât letmeâŚâ he tries to say, panting and shaking.
âI wonât. Iwonât let you down. Never. I promiseâ you say wrapping your arms around hisneck. âI love you. Newt, I love youâŚâ
Thefollowing second â as he moans heavily in your mouth â he pushed you back onthe floor. Itâs hard, again, and determined but the way he kisses you shows youone simple thing:
When hebrings your arms above your head roughly, heâs still crying slightly andchanting the same thing. I love you, Ilove you, I love you.
Then one ofhis hands leaves your wrists and comes lower, directly to your belt. He unbucklesit fast; almost hurting you and you buck your hips up toward his with a whimper.
But hislips crash on yours hard when his hand pulled your pants along your legs. Youneed it as much as him. You need him.
âPleaseâyou hear yourself beg.
Your legsare bare under him and you finally push his hand away, dragging yours to hisown belt. You get rid of it as fast as he did and your hands are roaming on hisback like youâre one of these crazy cranks you saw before. Newt looks the same âeyes feverish devouring you all.
âI want youY/N, always wanted you!â Newt groaned under his breath.
His mouthis now on your neck and almost distracts you enough for you to not notice whathappens next; when his hand passes the fabric of your panties and he forces twofingers into you.
You shout.Loud. And both of you freeze on the spot. You know others canât really hear youbut you donât need anyone to come and see whatâs happening here.
Newt is thefirst to forget about them and the two fingers that had stilled in you start tomove again, soon, fast. And roughly.
You moan,again and again at the sensation. It hurts a little but thereâs something elseso much more⌠perfect.
âI love youâhe says again, desperate.
And youfeel how wet you become under his touching, his kisses and around his fingersas he shoved them in and out faster and harder. You wantâŚ
You feel athird finger instantaneously but push him away.
âNot likethat,â you grunt. âI want youâ
He doesnâtneed you to show him but you do it anyway and pulled both his pants and boxersdown, leaving him naked against your stomach.
âOh my godâŚâhe groans looking at you like youâre the most beautiful yet dangerous person onearth.
âI want youin me, Newt.â
Itâs done.He literally tears your panties apart and without even a word slams hard intoyou. You bite your hand violently - your eyes widening and he stills himself,kissing your face.
âIâm sosorry, Y/N, I donât know what Iâm doing I⌠I⌠Oh my godâŚâ
You buckedyour hips. Thatâs where he stops. Now he is silenced, his eyes dark and burningwith desire. Desire and love.
You lovehim too and you want him to move. So does he. Soon he pushes in you again andyou lock your legs around his waist.
Newt takesyour wrists again, brings them above your head and thrust mercilessly into you,moaning and grunting like he is crazy.
You do justthe same, feeling him whole and big into you. Itâs too much for you but youkeep up the maddening pace.
âNewt!â youcry your voice broken when you canât hold on anymore.
Your nailsleave long and large red marks on his back but he keeps thrusting and slamminghard into you.
âI want youto come Y/N. Come around me!â He muttered under his breath.
He silencesyour moan kissing you like it was the last time and leaves your wrists to playwith your nipples.
âI wonâtlast longer, love⌠Come with me, now!â He says again, begging.
âOh my god,Newtâ you moan.
The grip ofyour hands tighten on his shoulders while your walls clench around him.
âI loveyou!â You both blurt at the same time and you feel him releasing himself inyou.
Thensilence engulfs the two of you, leaving you panting â him still on you.
âDonât everleave me Y/N, please⌠I need you. I canât do it if youâre not with meâŚâ youhear him say minutes later.
He whispersand maybe he is crying again. You run a hand through his hair, kissing the topof his head. Your heart almost exploded.
âNever. Ipromised. Always by your side.â
