The Maze Runner Imagines: Newt (Thomas Brodie Sangster) Book 2

Bad Bad girl

I laid peacefully, on the small handmade mattress made of tattered old rags stuffed in bags and laid on the concrete floor. Only one single blanket over me to keep out any chill that could come my way but that was fine it was already warm. The little sunlight that managed to slip in thought my curtians not yet enough to force open my eyes. The heat of the glade already getting to me a little. I just held my pillow close trying to stay in the sweet release of sleep. 

I heard the door but I ignored it.

I heard the door again but still I paid it no attention I knew who it was and what he wanted but I was just too tried. 

No third knock came instead the door to my little guy was simply opened.

"I tried to be a gentleman. And you ignored me." He says shutting my door again as he was now inside

"Ummmm go away newt" I groaned turning away 

"No. You have to get that adorable butt our of that bed love. Alby will literally. Throw you in the slammer if your late to work again"

"I don't care. I'm so tried" I pouted still not opening my eyes 

"I offered to be your alarm clock. Do you know the verbal, sometimes physical abuse I suffer as your alarm clock? Just because I have to get your adorable butt our of that bed" 

"Please newt. Five more minutes" I plead 

"Five more minutes? Then you'll get up?'

"Yes"

"You promise me?"

"I promise newt now let me sleep"

"You can have five more minutes. On one condition"

"What condition?" I sighed 

"Your usual."

"Fine" I sighed getting myself cosy for my extra five minutes and immediately I felt him climbing onto my bed pulling the covers away a little so he could also slip under them pressing his body against my back 

"Ummm, this all you wore all night?"

"I was hot"

"I should have come over earlier" he smirked giving my jaw a couple small kisses as he wrapped his arms around me, it didn't take a second not even hiding his true intentions as each of his large, thin, slightly dirty hands took my breasts thought my small shirt and nothing else of course. He squeezed them, groped them, fondled them in his hands enjoying himself intensity "hummm there getting bigger love"

"Well someone insist on playing with them" I sighed 

"You wanted the extra minutes. So I get to have a grope of the only girls sexy tits" he smirked 

I ignored him and got some rest but soon enough

"Love. Come on it's been five minutes." he warns climbed out my bed 

"Ummmm no."

"No?"

"No newt"

"Love. You get that butt out that bed this minute. Or else."

"Or else what? You'll tell Alby on me" I sighed turning to lay on my stomach getting cosy in my warm bed for a moment I thought he had left but I felt the bed shift again and he moved me so my knees sat on the mattress and my hips up "ummmm newt what are you doing?" I groaned not really awake enough to fully argue 

"Bad bad girl" he smirked firmly slapping my ass thought the one thin sheet 

"Uhh! Newt!" I complain trying to move away but he stopped me