"Hey Newt." You smiled, walking up behind him as he worked in the gardens. You wrapped your arms around his torso from behind, resting your chin in his shoulder.
"How's gardening going over here?" You asked, kissing his cheek.
"It's going pretty well." He said, slightly out of breath from working. He looked over at you, mud streaks on his face and hands, and sweat sticking his hair to his forehead.
It was kinda hot.
"You're a mess." You teased, wiping some of the mud off his face with your thumb.
"Well yeah, my job is literally digging in the dirt all day." He laughed, reaching over and gently kissing you.
"Come on, I have a surprise." You smiled, grabbing his mud covered hand.
"I'm not supposed to leave work early, you know." He protested for a second. You pulled him towards the edge of the deadheads.
"I can make it worth your while." You said quietly.
"And how would you do that, love?" He asked, looking down at you. You smirked a little, kissing his neck and looping your fingers in the belt loops of his pants.
"Y/N, if Alby finds us...." he protested, cut off when you found a sweet spot on his neck and he closed his eyes, putting his hands on your hips.
"You were saying?" You smiled up at him. Newt glanced out towards the glade.
"At least let me get cleaned up, first?" Newt asked. You smiled and grabbed his hand.
"Already ahead of you," you smirked, pulling him farther into the deadheads. You kept holding his hand until you reached the pond in the deadheads. Perfect for a swim on a nice day. And, it was empty. You smirked, looking back at him.
"Alright, Newton, shirt off." You teased. Newt rolled his eyes and tugged his hoodie off over his head, tossing it to the ground. You stepped closer to him, pressing your hips to his front.
"Tank top to." You said, fumbling with the edge of the fabric and pulling it over his head. He looked down at you with a small smile, now shirtless.
"Well what about you?" He asked, tugging at the hem of your T-shirt.
"You're not going swimming dressed in that, are you?" He asked. You shook your head and he started to inch the fabric up over your head. His fingers grazed across your lower stomach, and you shivered a little at his touch. He tossed the shirt onto the growing pile of fabric that was forming on the ground.
"You're not going swimming in jeans, are you?" You smirked, pressing yourself even closer.
"Well, that depends." Newt teased back. You tilted your head a little, snaking a hand down to unzip his pants.
"On what?" You asked slyly, slipping a hand in.
"On whether or not-" He was interrupted by a sharp inhale as you started to palm him.
"What was that? I couldn't hear you." You smirked up at him. His face grew pink and he bit his lip.
"On whether or not you're going to join me." He choked out, leaning his head back a bit. You pulled your hand away and he whimpered a little.
"Don't worry, I'm not done yet." You teased, slowly shimmying out of your shorts so you were in just a bra and undies.
Newt took a deep breath, looking at you. You smirked again, knowing his eyes were on you as you stepped into the pond.
"Come on" You coaxed him. That was all it took. A second later he was joining you in the water, wearing only his boxers. Once both of you were about knee deep in the water, you felt him come up behind you.
"Come on, you can't do that to me and then expect this to be an innocent swimming trip." He growled in your ear. You felt something press against your back and knew you'd turned him on.
"Who said I expected this to be innocent?" You asked, grinding your hips back a little. Newt let out a whine, hips pulling your waist even closer towards him. You kept grinding on him until you could feel him getting excited through his boxers.
"See, the thing is, Newt." You turned around to face him. "The reason we came here was to get you cleaned up." You said, putting your hands on his shoulders.
"We're not doing anything until you're free of dirt." You smiled, taking his hands and helping him wash all the mud and dirt from his hands. You cupped handfuls of water and let it wash over his shoulders. Eventually, he was clean, and he smiled.
"Are we Good now?" He asked, pulling you close again.
"Yeah, were good." You smiled back.
"Good." Newt said quickly, smashing his lips on yours hungrily, as his hands roamed up and down your waist. He walked you out of the pond, pressing your back against a tree as he kissed your neck, making your eyes roll back in your head at the feeling.
"Shuck, Newt." You mumbled, closing your eyes as he smiled against your neck. He pulled away a second later.
"Do you mind if I..."He trailed off, fiddling with your bra strap.
"Not at all." You said, unhooking it in the back as he pulled it off your shoulders.
"So much better." Newt sighed, kissing you again, cupping your chest. You couldn't help but let out a little whimper, and reached a hand down to tug at the band of his boxers.
"You sure, love?" He asked, his voice husky and low.
"God yes. Get these shucking clothes off." You panted. Newt nodded, slipping a hand into your underwear first. You let out a sharp gasp as his hand touched your sensitive core, and he slipped a finger into you. You couldn't help but let out a little moan, which he cut off by roughly kissing you, so the others wouldn't hear.
"God, Newt." You whined once he pulled away. He moved his finger in and out, making you throw your head back a bit and bite your lip. He added another finger, and you let out another moan before you reached down to feel him through his boxers.
"Enough of that." You said, heart racing. "Newt, i Need you." You breathed heavily. Newts eyes were heavily lidded now, his breaths becoming heavier.
"I thought you'd never ask." He growled. "Then get these things off me, love."
You nodded and slipped your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down. He let out a breath, squeezing his eyes shut as you ran a hand down his length.
"Come on, baby." You whimpered. Newt seemed to snap, eyes opened again as he pressed you against the tree, hiking your legs up to wrap around his waist. He kissed along your jawline a bit, grinding himself against you and earning a few whimpers. He kept doing it until you were both panting, barely able to breathe.
"You ready, love?" He asked, lining himself up.
"God yes." You breathed out, bracing yourself and running your hands over his shoulders. He nodded and pushed himself in, burying his face in your neck. You cried out, digging your fingernails into his back. He let out a little groan, his hair tickling your collarbone as you closed your eyes. He stayed there for a second, breathing heavily against your neck until your body was used to him, and you rolled your hips a little. Newt got the message, pulling out and pushing himself back in. You cried out again, gripping tightly onto his back.
"Sh*t, Newt." You panted, as he moved in and out again. He leaned forward and rested his head in your neck again, leaving little kisses on it as he continued to move in and out. He let out little grunts and groans, pressing your back against the tree. Every time he moved was like another spark lighting inside of you.
"Oh my god." You breathed out, met by another little groan of his, which was just ridiculously hot.
"Faster, Newt, please." You pleaded, trying to pull him closer and deeper with your legs. Newt did as you asked, picking up the pace, and you threw your head back, mouth hanging open a bit at the feeling of him pumping in and out of you. He slammed into you, causing you to let out a loud moan at the sudden feeling. He kept thrusting, both of you panting heavily and groaning.
"God, Newt, I..." You trailed off, listening to the noises he was making, little growls and grunts. He shifted a little and slammed into you again, and you felt the itch in your stomach grow.
"Newt, harder." You moaned. He kept slamming into you, driving you closer and closer, with each snap of his hips. The feeling grew and grew, forcing you closer. Every whimper and groan that came out of his mouth, and every snap of his hips was another inch towards the edge. He slammed into you a few more times, pushing you dangerously close as your mouth hung open and your moans grew louder.
"Come on, baby." Newt growled in your ear. "Come for me."
You let go, moaning loudly as the pleasure seemed to explode. Newt continued to move a little, slowly sliding in and out of you as you shook, mouth hanging open as your eyes stayed shut. It was amazing. White heat that seemed to go on forever, spreading throughout your body like the best feeling ever. You let out strings of moans and whimpers, scratching his back up. You clung to Newt, panting as you tried to get your breath back. He slowed down, coming to a stop inside of you and continuing to pant with his head buried in your neck. He didn't move for a while, probably trying to calm himself down a bit as he kissed your neck gently, occasionally letting out small groans and whimpers.
"How was that?" He asked after a while, his signature voice crack still there even if the tone was lower.
"Oh my god." You breathed out, eventually opening your eyes again. "Amazing." You panted. Newt nodded and pulled out, making you whine again at the feeling. You connected your lips again, wrapping your arms around his neck.
"I'm not done, baby." You said breathily, pushing him down on the ground, laying on the pile of clothes and a few spare towels.
"What do you have in mind, love?" Newt asked, looking up at you. You pressed his back against the tree, so he was sitting on the ground nearly face to face. You smirked and climbed on top of him, straddling his waist and grinding against him.
"Oh god." He moaned, throwing his head back. You smiled triumphantly and kept doing it for a bit until Newt was breathing heavily again, his fingers digging into your waist. You knew you would have bruises tomorrow because of how tightly he was holding your hips, but you didn't care. You stopped long enough to lean over and kiss his jawline, catching him off guard as you sank back down onto his length. He let out a strangled cry, moaning loudly and digging his nails into your hips until you thought he would break the skin. You slid up and down a few times, causing absolutely gorgeous sounds to slip past his lips. You kept moving, bouncing your hips and rolling them until he was a writhing, panting mess beneath you. You put your hands on his shoulder for better leverage, riding him faster.
"Y/N." He moaned, his face flushed and his hair tousled. You kept moving, grinding your hips down on him harder and harder as he continued to grow louder. Strings of curse words and grunts fell from his mouth, encouraging you to bounce on his lap even faster.
"Y/N, I'm gonna...." he trailed off again when he was interrupted by a gorgeous whimper. You smirked, slamming down on him and continuing to move until he moaned loudly, mouth falling open as his stomach muscles tensed. There was a pool of warmth in the pit of your stomach, and newt continued to pant as you slowly rolled your hips. You ran your fingers through his and peppered kisses on his gorgeous, flushed face, helping him come down from his high. He let out little whimpers and moans for a bit, which was hotter than anything you'd ever seen before as his face was twisted in relief and pleasure. You kissed his neck, making him moan again, purposely leaving a mark.
"Oh my god." Newt panted, catching his breath as you climbed off of him and sat next to him, leaning over and resting your head on his chest. You could hear his heart thudding loudly.
"That was bloody amazing." He said slowly, kissing your forehead.
"There's only one problem." He said after a while.
"And whats that?" You asked, looking up at him.
"We came out here for me to get cleaned off. I think I need to do that again." He said. You smiled and snuggled closer to him.
"In a little bit. And then I'll help you with that...again."
