Warning: Contains the use of the F word in a sexual manner. Read at your own risk.
Link to original Tumblr post that inspired this fic: https://bananachef.tumblr.com/post/187212115236/textsfromnewtscase-251-what-color-nail
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"What color nail polish screams, 'Either fuck me or get the hell out of my way'?" Tina asked Newt curiously before taking a sip of her fire whiskey, her eyes never straying from his.
The Magizoologist knocked back a shot as he took a moment to think of his answer.
"Red. Definitely red."
She nodded in acknowledgement of his answer and looked down at her unpainted nails, splaying her fingers.
"So, if I painted my nails red, would you get the hell out of my way... or fuck me?" she asked, raising a delicate eyebrow.
Newt knocked back two shots before answering. "The latter. Although, it isn't necessary to paint your nails for a night to have that outcome."
"Are you flirting with me, Mr. Scamander?" the Auror asked with a smile.
"Are you?" he inquired, gazing into her powerful brown eyes with a hunger that made her toes curl.
"What will you do if I am, Mr. Scamander?"
Newt flashed her a smile and leaned in close, whispering his answer in her ear while his right hand snaked around her waist. He grasped her right hand, which was laying on the table, with his left hand, rubbing circles on the back with his thumb.
Tina smiled and bit her lip as he explained his plan in detail, and when he was done, he placed a chaste kiss to the base of her neck. She turned to admire his features, her eyes flicking down to his lips and then back to his eyes. She tilted her head and opened her mouth slightly in an invitation, and Newt took it, slanting his lips against hers in a slow, magical kiss...
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