Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #2

Good Boy - Newt Scamander

You were prancing about the kitchen, making Newt breakfast like you did every other day, wearing nothing except his shirt; however, Newt was watching from the living room, sat on the sofa, his breathing ragged when you reached up into one of the cupboards to try and grab something, the shirt riding up your form and almost completely exposing yourself to him.

"Merlin's beard," he sighed out, daring to reach into his trousers as he watched you, and just as he was about to wrap a hand around his hardening length, you appeared before him with a smirk.

"What ya doin', Newt?" You asked teasingly, gripping his wrist and removing his hand from his trousers before straddling him.

"N-nothing, darling," he stuttered, blushing, clearly embarrassed at being caught.

"Do I turn you on?" Your smirk grew as you teasingly ground down on him. "Do I make you want to wank?"

"Yes," he moaned quietly, locking eyes with you, full of lust. "Yes, you do."

"There's a good boy," you praised, undoing his belt and sliding off of him, taking his trousers and boxers with you as you knelt between his legs; you ran your tongue up his length teasingly and he gripped the sofa's arm.

"Stop teasing me so much, (Y/N)," he begged softly, hips bucking when you slowly took him into your mouth, your head bobbing up and down and every now and then, your tongue running up the shaft.

"Do you like it when I touch you like that?" You purred, the vibrations from your voice only making Newt more aroused as he nodded eagerly. "Words, please."

"Yes," he yelped with euphoria when you took his entire length into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. "Can I touch you? Please?" You nodded, and with a cautious hand, Newt gripped onto your hair, gently guiding you up and down as your mouth and tongue worked on pleasuring him; you reached a hand around his length and pumped it in time with your mouth, the added help driving him over the edge so much that he soon spilled himself into your mouth. You swallowed and grinned before helping him compose himself once more.

"Good boy, Newt," you praised, kissing his cheek and grinning. "I'll have to reward you later. Would you like that?"

"Yes," he grinned, sheepishly looking you up and down. "Yes, please, darling."