"Thomas, are you a virgin?" Newt asked. He looked up at Thomas from his spot under his chin where Newt had tucked himself firmly under. Thomas eyebrows shot up in confusion at the question but didn't sputter at the suddenness of the desire to know the information.
"No," he replied simply, letting Newt direct where he wanted the conversation to go. Newt simply hummed to himself in response and turned his attention back to the movie that was playing on TV. Thomas watched Newt, curiosity running around his brain at the out of the blue question and lack of explanation for it.
"I feel strange that you aren't and I am," Newt finally admitted. Thomas almost laughed at the train of thought Newt had going but he managed only to huff lightly. "Is it that I'm not attractive? Or is it that you don't want to be my first that you never asked?"
"Newt, first calm down. The answer is that I find you honestly attractive, and not I think you are a solid six but I'll say you're and eight and a half to your face thing. And really, I would give you a rating of nine, by the way, even on your bad days," Thomas assured his boyfriend.
"Not even going to give me a lying ten?" Newt whimpered, a fake pout on his lips.
"You still smoke even when you said you'd quit, so you've earned yourself a deduction. But moving on. I wouldn't mind being your first but I didn't want to push you into something you didn't want to do. I've been waiting on you to say something, actually." Newt relaxed once more into Thomas' arms as the words sunk in.
"I'm inviting you now," Newt whispered so softly that Thomas almost missed it over the loud commercial. He looked half nervous and half excited at his statement while he waited for Thomas to catch up.
"Bedroom now, clothes off," Thomas commanded. He slung Newt over his shoulder and hauled him off the couch rather ungracefully. "I'm going to blow your mind!"
Minds and cocks were blown, several times over, much to their mutual satisfaction. Newt knew he'd be sore the next morning but that's what sick days were meant for, right?