Fantastic Beasts Stories

(NSFW) Newt & Tina: A Man, A Woman, A Bath, and Some Thoughts

Warning: Full on, badly written smut. Sorry XD it was the first one I ever wrote lol.

Almost the moment after Tina walked in the door her husband wrapped her in his embrace, squeezing her extra tight when she squirmed (the polar opposite of his usual antics), stuffing his face into her shoulder and taking in her scent.

"Newt. What's gotten into you?" she asked after a moment of silence, during which her arms were, for the most part, pinned uncomfortably against her body.

Newt immediately let go, his face a delicate mixture of I'm sorry and I have wonderful news!

"So sorry, Teen. Just—Jessica gave birth to her kitten and I was simply bursting at the seams and couldn't contain my excitement! I've spent the last few hours taking notes, and—"

Tina cut him off with a chaste press of her lips to his. "Dinner. I'm starved. Food and we'll talk."

"Well... I actually have supper ready. It's sitting on the table..."

He followed Tina to the kitchen after helping her take off her coat, and she let out a laugh at the set up: a plate of steaming hot dogs along with mustard, ketchup, and mayonnaise.

"You are one crazy man, Mr. Scamander," she teased slowly, smiling at him.

"You had a positive reaction the last time I surprised you, Mrs. Scamander, so I decided to do it again."

"Well, that, too," his wife agreed, turning to face him. She looped her arms over his shoulders and around his neck. "But you also put out the mayo."

Newt raised an eyebrow, his arms snaking around her waist and his fingers intertwining at the small of her back.

"Mayo on hot dogs is forbidden in this house."

"What?" Newt said incredulously, and Tina's eyes lit up when she smiled.

"You're too cute," she said with a loving sigh and sat down to eat.

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An hour passed by with Tina munching on her hot dog while Newt detailed the events of his day, and then another when they switched. Jessica's kitten had taken up most of Newt's time, but Tina'd had five raids—five! That was more in one day than she'd ever gotten during her time at Macusa. All but one had been a success, and, as Newt had reassured her, there was nothing you could've done. That child was dead before you arrived. And Tina—Tina look at me. You caught the man who murdered her, you saved countless other children.

She had responded sullenly, knowing all of this but still being disappointed because I failed myself, Newt. She told me she was being tracked but I couldn't do anything legally. It shouldn't have mattered whether it was legal or not if it could have saved her... I didn't even know her name.

"I think I'll take a bath now," she announced, standing up and sending the dishes to the sink where they washed themselves. "Just relax for a while."

"Are you sure you're okay? Do you want to keep talking about it?" Newt questioned worriedly, standing up and grabbing his wife's hands.

"I don't know," she responded, not meeting his eyes. "It's still raw. I've just been distracting myself with writing up the report."

Newt simply hummed in acknowledgment before pulling Tina into a hug, pressing a kiss to her lips beforehand. He let go a moment later, and looked into her eyes, delicately tucking some of her hair behind her ear.

"Would you mind it if I joined you? In the bathroom?" he asked tentatively, drinking in the color of her eyes.

"Not at all. I would quite enjoy your company," she replied, a small smile creeping its way onto her face despite the somber mood.