THANK GOD I FINALLY HAD THE MOTIVATION TO WRITE AN UPDATE TO THIS! I'm so sorry if it took so long! It was almost a week! I was so focused on the other story that I did not have time to do this one but it's here now! HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY! ;))))

Thomas was fidgeting in his seat, he felt anxious and did not have the motivation to listen to the lesson. He was trying not to look at the handsome blonde in the front and drool over his good looks.

After the sleepover encounter, WHICH WAS A WEEK NOW, Newt never made a move on him. Sure they talked casually but there was not any hint of flirting or teasing. Thomas missed the blonde. The dominating, teasing, HOT blonde that made his body shiver.

Thomas missed his touch so much he had a wet dream about him pounding Newt and woke up actually grinding his pillow. His cheeks flushed at the thought and slammed his head on his desk. He needs to stop thinking about plowing Newt till they drop breathless.

"Mr. Edison!" The teacher, Mr. Jorge, called his attention thinking that he was asleep.

"Yes, Sir?" Thomas looked up again, red faced. The blonde was looking at him now. Well, everybody is.

"Were you sleeping in my class?" The teacher asked Thomas.

"No, Sir. I was just trying to rest my eyes for a minute." Thomas smiled at the teacher and Mr. Jorge seemed to believe it.

"Just as I was saying, we will be taking a trip tomorrow and I would like all of you to be here before 8 AM. We'll be going to the newly opened museum!" The class cheered and started talking about the event. "I'll be assigning you your seats for the trip. This trip will take an hour."

Thomas sat back as Mr. Jorge called the names of the partners. He kept looking at Newt who was gazing up at the teacher as he was biting his lips. Thomas wanted those lips again. Why did Newt stop teasing him?

"Edison and Isaacs. You'll sit together." Thomas was pulled back to reality and he registered what the teacher was saying. His face lit up when he realized that Isaacs was Newt. His smile faded when he looked at Newt who was biting his lip with an upset face.

"That would be all for today! See you tomorrow, class." Mr. Jorge dismissed the class. Thomas noticed how Newt hurriedly got his things and basically sprinted out of the room. Thomas followed suit and called for Newt.

"Newt!" Thomas called. Newt was walking even faster when he heard Thomas' voice.

"Shit." Thomas whispered when he was about to lose Newt to the crowd. He ran through the and grabbed Newt's arm, wanking him. Newt faced Thomas with an annoyed look.

"What do you want?" Newt asked calmly but his face gave away his anger.

"Are you mad at me?" Thomas asked breathlessly.

"No. Don't be stupid." Newt answered, not looking at Thomas.

"Are you avoiding me?"

"No."

"You don't want to be friends?"

"I like being friends with you."

"Then what is it?" Thomas asked, confused at how Newt was acting. The week before he was basically seducing Thomas in front of everyone cautiously.

"Nothing. Look, I don't feel like talking." Newt said harshly, "Can I go now? I still have lots of assignments."

"Y-yeah. Sure." Thomas was surprised. Newt WAS avoiding him. That question was why? Thomas can't even muster an answer.

Thomas arrived rather early. Mr. Jorge led him to his seat in the bus and waited for the others. As the people were starting to fill the bus up, Thomas was really anxious to see Newt though. He could not sleep that night because he was wondering what was wrong. He looked out the window and saw Newt got out of their car and towards the bus. Newt turned his gaze and met Thomas' eyes. He quickly withdrawn and sighed. What was happening to Newt? Thomas thought.

Newt got on the bus and Mr. Jorge motioned for Newt to sit next to the brunette. Newt was biting his lip as he sat down. Thomas was about to speak..

"Don't talk. Please." Newt interrupted the brunette.

"Why?" Thomas asked, slightly annoyed now.

"And I thought you were suppose to be smart." Newt turned to him expecting Newt to have an angry look but he did not. Newt looked like he was holding back his breath.

"Sorry. Shutting up." Thomas just complied because he might pull some nerve.

"Okay! Everybody is here so let's get going!" Mr. Jorge yelled and everybody cheered.

Thomas had been staring at Newt for a couple of minutes now. He was thinking of what happened in the locker room and he wondered if he would get the chance to be with Newt like that again. His eyebrows was scrunched up and Newt noticed. Newt sighed and turned to Thomas.

"You'll get a unibrow if you keep doing that. And stop staring." Newt said and then shifted his focus back in front.

"Don't you miss it?" Thomas asked absentmindedly.

"Miss what?" Newt asked not looking at Thomas.

"The feeling of me being inside you." Thomas whispered. He did not know how his mouth made him say that but it happened, so might as well get on with it. Newt eyes widened and his cheeks flushed. He turned to Thomas with a face of disbelief.

"W-What?" Newt stuttered. Thomas got closer to Newt, closing some gap between them. Thomas let Newt seduce him into having sex with him and giving him a handjob. Now it was Thomas' time to do something.

"You know, when I made you scream my name." Thomas inched closer, staring directly at Newt's eyes, biting his lips. Thomas did not give a fuck now, he was very sexually frustrated and his animal instincts took control.

"Are you crazy?! Our classmates are here!" Newt whispered checking his surroundings.

"Oh, now you feel insecure huh?" Thomas touched Newt's arm. It was a good thing they were at the back of the bus and everyone is busy talking with each other. They were alone in the back seat completely ignored by the others.

"Thoma-"

"I miss you." Thomas said kissing Newt on his neck. Newt let out a silent moan.

"G-Get off m-me." Newt breathed heavily. Thomas was loving this pleasure. He can feel Newt's arousal emitting through his body.

"You. Sure. You. Want. That." Thomas said in between kisses. Newt had his eyes closed now.

"Y-Yes. P-Please." Newt was squirming lightly. Thomas knew Newt can't move seats. That would only get the attention of their teacher and that would mean the teacher might ask why there's a huge bulge in Newt's pants.

"I'm not entirely sure you're certain about that." Thomas bit Newt's neck and the blonde groaned. Thomas placed his hands on top of Newt's thighs and he can feel the quickening of the blonde's breath.

"T-T-Tommy." Newt was grinding his hips now, waiting for Thomas' hands to go further. He missed that nickname so much! Wanted to plow Newt then and there!

"Not in here, baby." Thomas then got off Newt and stared back at the window. A smile plastered on his face.

"Wh-what? Why'd you st-stop?" Newt was very flushed now and was writhing in pleasure. Thomas felt like a fucking champion.

"We can't do it here." Thomas said casually, "but that doesn't mean I'll do you when we're alone." Thomas was staring at the window now and not at Newt.

"Bloody fucking hell." Newt cursed, pulled Thomas out of his zone and smacked their lips together. It was rough and aggressive. Thomas liked it rough with Newt. Newt pulled back immediately.

"You're gonna fuck me with that big dick of yours when we get out of here." Newt was breathing heavy. "PROMISE ME." Newt's accent turned Thomas on even more.

"I promise to fuck so hard you'll regret not making any move the past week." Thomas leaned in and stared at Newt, hunger and lust was on the blonde's eyes.

I AM SO SORRY IF THE "TEASING" WAS AWFUL AS HELL! BUT DON'T WORRY, THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE SMUT SMUT SMUT! I WILL TRY TO UPDATE IN THE NEXT THREE DAYS BUT PLEASE FORGIVE ME IF I COULDN'T AND POST THE UDPATE NEXT WEEK! HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED THIS ONE! ;)))))