[BEFORE YOU READ THIS, YOU NEED TO READ PART ONE AND TWO TO UNDERSTAND WHATS HAPPENING] part three continuing the story, it picks up right where it left off just like last time. A lot of you guys really wanted me to write what happened that morning in the showers so I wrote more :D [If you want to use my Fanfic in any way or repost it anywhere please ask me for permission. Also please do not tweak my fanficton or claim it as your own. Thank yoouuu:)]
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[WARNING: SMUT] FANFICTION PART THREE:
"wakey wakey (y/n)" Chuck said in a sing song voice
Your eyelids flicker open to the feel on Chuck nudging you slightly in attempt to wake you up. You groan not wanting to get out of bed.
"I'll get frypan to make you some of his special casserole if you get up now" Chuck encouraged you wiggling his eyebrows earning a laugh from you.
You loved Chuck, he was like your little brother who always brightened up your day when your boyfriend, Newt wasn't around to.
"Okay fine I'll get up now" you smile pulling the bed cover off you
"I'll meet you at breakfast then" Chuck smiled leaving the room.
You get up and head to the showers with a towel in hand. You pick one of the cubicles and shut the door behind you and begin to undress. You put your pile of clothes to the side and turn on the faucet which lets out warm water. You grab a bottle of some tea tree shampoo crap and some shower gel and begin washing your hair and body.
After you rinse your hair and body, you feel two hands snake around your waist, hands you know to well, Newts hands. That's when you remember what he had said last night "lets try again in the morning, meet you in the shower?"
"Newt! You scared the pants off me!" You exclaim at his touch
You feel his presence behind you, lightly chuckling at your comment. His head hovers over your shoulder looking at your body with his eyes scanning you up and down as he bites his lip.
"What pants?" He smirks as his hands trail down from your waist to your thigh.
"good point, Mr Isaac Newton" you smile he still stands behind you.
"...I was thinking about you all of last night, I couldn't stop thinking about how good you felt.. and how good you made me feel"
He cranes his head down kissing your neck passionately, just like had done last night in the forest. He makes a satisfied groan as you effortlessly please him. You lean your head back giving him more access to you from behind. His warm slow lips trail down your neck. Slow. Hard. Passionate and meaningful. His hot lips disconnect from your neck gradually and he swallows hard.
"so....how about we pick up from where we left off..." he whispers in your ear with his hot breathe tickling you.
You turn around slowly to face him. Your faces now inches away, his eyes you up and down licking and biting his lips again with lust driving him. Without warning, he grabs you and pins you against the shower wall under the faucet drenching you both in the warm water, making you and him smile. He pecks your lips shortly and hoists you up grabbing just underneath your butt (A/N: hehe I said butt).
"ready?" he asks
"ready" you reply eagerly
He slips in, keen to do what he set out to do last night until you were both rudely interrupted by Minho. You put both hands on his shoulders steading yourself. Grunts and moans escape him as he is reminded of what it felt like to love you, to really love you.
"bloody hell (Y/N)!" he moans as he picks up the pace
You try and stifle your moans and screams but it was impossible when a soaked, warm bodied, Newt was grinding against you. He breathes heavily as he quickens, sending you both into a frenzy.
"holy shit Newt!" You arch over him slightly as he pumps in and out.
You needed him right now, you didn't care who heard or saw, not even Minho. Because you needed him. He doesn't focus on going deep anymore, since you were both almost there, his focal point had moved onto the fast aspect. Short and fast pumps.
"c'mon, babe.. show me how good I make you feel.." he say earning a moan from you
You buck your hips in rhythm, inevitably making him go deeper. He slams in again and you shut your eyes as you both release. He slips out of you heavily panting and puts you down back on your feet with your foreheads now pressed together.
"that was bloody amazing, love" he mumbles making you smile
"should we go get breakfast now? Frypan's making casserole" you suggest
"sounds great" he says with a chirping smile
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Okay that's the end. Do you guys want another part?. Also feedback is really appreciated thank you to everyone who has supported these parts over the past few days I wouldn't be carrying on these little parts without your guys positive feedback, and I know some of you were dying for another part Bye <3
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