Newt was never shy when it came to his looks and his body. Anyway, he didn't have anything different than any other person in the Glade so what was there to hide? Plus working in the garden with dirt and fertilizer wasn't a very clean job and having only one set of clothes to last him who knows how long made it a logical choice to work nude. Then the greenie came along who couldn't quite seem to figure out where to look when he interacted with Newt. The second-in-command was very aware of Thomas' wandering eyes and took immense pleasure in moving in just a way to rile up the newbie. Eventually, Newt hoped, Thomas would take the hint that the charade of stretching and the lingering touches was all for him.
"What made you go for this look the first time?" Thomas ventured while he worked on a section of grapes. The corners of his mouth tugged upwards when Newt looked up at him from the corners of his eyes. The slight red tinge on his face made him all the more beautiful to Newt.
"Too many times I've had cold clothes after washing off the dirt. Why do you ask? You don't like what you see?" Newt asked, his right hip jutting out slightly. The blush crept further down his neck and to his ears that made Newt smile brightly at the effects he obviously had on the green bean.
"Well- I mean- you do pull the look of nicely. You really are- I mean- I-" Thomas faltered on his words but was saved by Newt placing a finger on Thomas' lips. He kissed Thomas on the forehead gently, carding his fingers thought the soft brown hair beneath him. Suddenly, Thomas sprang to life, grabbing Newt by the hand and dragging him to the Dead Heads.
"Tommy! We still need to get the next batch of seeds planted!" Newt laughed as he was simply tugged along. Not that he was really putting up much of a fight to begin with. Thomas whipped around and pressed a searing kiss to Newt's neck. Newt groaned as Thomas whispered 'mine' against his sensitive neck and wandering hands mapped over all his exposed flesh.