#1 Too Much (Newt x Reader)
THIS COULD BE OFFENSIVE TO A SOME PEOPLE. CONTAINS RAPE/DRUGGING. EVERYTHING IN HERE IS FICTION. Contains a lot of lemon.
This wasn’t right. You didn’t feel ok. You thought it was the moonshine that did it, but yet, when you asked Newt, he just laughed and said, “That’s how it’s supposed to make you feel, Love!”
But you were feeling lightheaded and week, deciding to go to your tent and sleep it off. As you passed through the crowds of drunk boys, you found yourself in a quiet part of the glade. Things around you were spinning, but you could see your tent, welcoming as ever, only a few paces away.
You were taking a step forward when you stumbled on something unforeseen on the ground and lost your balance. Suddenly, an arm caught you before you hit the ground. You spun round. Even in your distorted eyesight, you could see it was Gally.
“Thank you,” You murmured, trying to find your balance once more, “I really don’t feel well.”
“I know,” Gally said, taking a gentle hold of your shoulders, “It’s fine,”
“Gally?” You whispered, your voice slurred, “What are you doing?”
“Shh,” He said quietly, “We’re just going to have some fun, Y/n,”
“Fun?” You asked, as he steered you towards his own tent, but something inside you was making your heart beat faster, “Gally could you just help me to my tent, please?”
But he was already pulling you inside his own. He pushed you onto the bed and you looked up at him with plead.
“It’s ok, Y/n, you just need to help me, just a little bit here.”
He was taking off your shoes, and socks.
“Gally, I don’t want this, please,” but you could hear the weakness in your own voice. Your arms and legs were like jelly as you tried to push him away.
“I’ve been in this god forsaken maze for two years, Y/n, and there are certain things that boys need.”
He was fumbling at you’re shirt, ripping it off, exposing your breasts.
“And then you were sent,” he traced a finger down the middle of your chest, sending a chill down your spine, “You were sent, to help us. You were sent to reward us, for all our hard work in the maze.”
He pulled off your trousers, leaving you naked.
“You’re so beautiful, Y/n,” he said, resting his fingers on your pussy, rubbing them back and forth. You couldn’t help but emit a guilty moan, feeling his fingers in a place where no one else’s had ever been.
“You like that?” He smiled at you, but you averted eye contact.
He kept doing it, faster this time, “You do, don’t you?”
You couldn’t help yourself, groaning. You hated yourself for feeling the way you did.
“What is I do this?” He pressed his mouth to it, licking and pumping.
You wanted him to stop, you hadn’t said yes, and this was wrong. But your body felt elsewise. You couldn’t help the feelings you felt, the moans you made.
You couldn’t help it, you released all your juices into his mouth.
“Good girl. See? I told you it’d be fun,” he said opening your legs further, “Now it’s my turn to have fun,”
You whimpered as he brought out his dick. It wasn’t huge, but it was still the only one you’d ever seen.
“Please, Gally,” you said, as loud as you could, but it barely filled the small tent.
You bet your fists against his chest, calling as loud as you could.
He put a finger to your lips, “Shh, just let me have this, I deserve this.”
The tent burst open, and a figure flew at Gally, knocking him to the floor.
“Love? Love!” Newt’s voice said in a panic. You opened your eyes.
You could see Newt was trying not to look at you, naked and spread legged. He pulled off his top, “Here, put this on,”
As you followed his instructions, Newt walked back over to Gally, on the floor, but concious. He kicked him, and punched him and left him some bruises that you were sure would last.
Tears fell from your eyes as you thought about what had happened. Newt heard your sniffles and walked over to you, gently placing a hand on your shoulder. You wrapped your arms tightly around him, catching him off guard. You wanted to thank him with all your heart, but your words had left you. He held you back, stroking your hair, whispering words if comfort.
“It’s ok, Love, I’m here.”
The next day, the whole glade gathered around the opening to the maze. You stood uncomfortably, feeling everyone’s eyes on you. At the end of hundreds of spears and sticks stood Gally.
“Gally, you are here under the crime of rape,” you winced at Alby’s words, “Do you have anything to say?”
Gally took a pause, then looked at you. You looked at the ground, wishing to god that this feeling would go away. Newt noticed this, stepping in front of you.
“We’re teenage boys,” Gally said, “She’s a girl. Do you think I’m the only one that’s going to try and fuck her? You think that I’m the only one that looks at her like that? Hell, I can see half of you doing it right now. And I’ll be here in the maze, waiting for the next poor guy who tries to get his dick wet.”
You were filled with rage. Calmly, you walked up to Gally. He was looking at you happily.
When you got to him, you knees him as hard as you could in his disgusting balls. You turned and walked away, hearing him groaning behind you.
Newt gave you a smile as you walked back to him. Gally was pushed into the maze.
