Lonely Omega •Newtmas•

•Forty•

A/N I love updating but a lot of you guys have been giving some absolute sass because I don't update frequently! I absolutely appreciate all the love and support you guys have given me, but please remember that I have a life outside wattpad and don't need to update everyday. Again, I cannot thank u guys enough for all the support you guys have given me and this book and I'm glad you want to read it! Please just be a little kinder <3

Also this chapter kinda steamyyyy!
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"Lay with me? Please?"

Thomas stares at Newt like he's crazy. But how could he say no to his omega? Thomas lets out a sigh and gestures for Newt to move over. The omega smiles and crawls further onto the bed. He lays on his side, staring at Thomas.

Thomas gets onto his side as well and the two lie there, staring at each other. The alpha gulps and rests his hand on the space between them. Newt looks down at his hand and places his own over Thomas'.

"Your heat smells really good," Thomas blurts out. Newt blushes and rolls his eyes at his mate. Sometimes Thomas can be too blunt.

"Shut up Tommy," he grumbles quietly while looking away in embarrassment. Thomas feels his eyes flick pink as he looks at Newt's neck.

"I love it when you call me Tommy," Thomas uses his other hand to grab Newt's cheek gently and turn his face back towards him.

Thomas strokes Newt's soft cheek while admiring all the omegas features. He's truly stunning.

"I love a lot of things about you..." Thomas speaks fondly.

Newt's blush darkens even more, he wants to look away from Thomas, but can't. Their eyes remain locked together.

"Oh yeah? Like what?" Newt challenges.

"Everything," Thomas' voice is barley above a whisper. Both boys can feel their heartbeats starting to quicken, almost in sync. "I love your hair, your fluffy ears and tail," as he speaks, he runs his hands over the things he loves about Newt.

"I love your bloody accent," he mocks Newt in a terrible British accent. The hybrid cringes and rolls his eyes, feeling their moment start to fade.

"I love when you roll your eyes at me. It's so cute when you're angry. But I like it when you're more lovey dovey with me," Thomas tells him. The omega tries not to roll his eyes again.

"I am not lovey dovey with you, I've never been like that," Newt pouts. Thomas starts chuckling and tries tucking Newt's short hair behind his ear.

"Lay with me! Please!" Thomas mimics Newt from minutes ago. The omega gasps and takes his hand off of Thomas'  to gently hit him.

"Oh shut up! I'm sorry I wanted to spend some time with you," Newt says sarcastically. Thomas grins at him and starts giggling to himself.

"Quit laughing! You're the one that wanted to come over!" Newt argues, trying to get his mate to stop laughing at him.

"You're the one who said yes!" Thomas teases back.

Newt lets out a whine and continues pouting. Thomas laughs for about a minute before calming down. Newt just lays there with a pout on his lips and sad brown eyes.