𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓹𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼

16: scars - newt scamander *

You looked at Newt as he once again was hunched over the kitchen table in your shared apartment in central London. He had been stuck on the same part of his book for days now, and you could feel the  frustration and slight anger radiating from him.

You got up from the sofa and walked towards him, once you stood behind him you slowly started to massage his shoulders, feeling the tense muscles relax just the slightest as you did so. He leaned his head backwards, a side looped smile on his lips. You smiled kindly down at him, planting a soft kiss on his lips.

"How's it going?" You gently asked, watching his smile falter as he looked down on the many papers in front of him. He sighed deeply before putting his head in his hands.

"Not good. I'm still stuck on the same part, and I can't seem to focus on anything because I'm so stressed and-" he stood up, leaning on his hands against the table, head hanging low. "I don't know if I can do this y/n." He sighed again, and an idea popped up in your head, you suddenly knew how to make him relax.

"You know, Newt-" You started, tracing your finger over a large scar that he had on his bicep."I think I can help you relax." You said slowly, your voice a bit darker, just like your eyes when Newt turned to you, looking right into them.

"Y-you do?" He asked, gulping as he gazed down at you, just now realising that you were only wearing one of his sweaters.

"Mhm." You hummed, tracing another scar on his collarbone, up to his neck. "But only if you'll let me." You said, placing your hand on his chest as you looked up at him, watching his eyes darken as he watched you like a predator, like you were his prey. Newt nodded and watched you as you un bottomed his shirt, slowly pushing it of his shoulders. You moved closer to him, letting your hot breath meet his skin before you started kissing the scars on his chest. Goosebumps rose on his skin and he put his hand on the small of your back, pressing your body closer to his.

You continued down his stomach, carefully unbuttoning his trousers, and pulled them down along with his underwear, your eyes meeting his semi-hard cock. He stepped out of his pants and you grabbed his member carefully. Your lips brushed the tip of his reddened cock, kissing it softly you looked up at him, meeting his darkblue eyes. You could feel him getting harder underneath your touch. You slowly let his member into your mouth, down your throat. He grabbed your hair, letting out a long moan, starting to move his hips against your mouth. After a few moments you grabbed his hand, signalling that you needed air, he immediately pulled himself out of your mouth, his cock now coated in your saliva, a string still attached to your lips.

He growled and grabbed you by the neck, pulling you up to your feet, holding your head in his hands he let his thumb travel over your bottom lip, letting it slide inside your mouth. He watched you with parted lips as you sucked harshly on his finger, realising it with a small pop.

"You're a naughty girl, aren't you." He said as he pushed his work to the side and laid you bent over the kitchen table. He pressed your body down with one of his hand whilst the other one travelled to your arse, giving it a harsh slap. You gasped and bit your lip, feeling the pool in your underwear grow bigger. He pressed a finger against your clothed core, making you moan slightly. "So wet, only for me." He said and kneeled down, your arse in his eye-level.

He started leaving hot, open mouthed kisses on your cheeks, down your thighs. At last he pulled your underwear down, the cold air hitting your wet pussy instantly. His kisses moved towards your aching core, and soon the cold air was replaced with his mouth. You let out a long moan at the intense pleasure you felt as his tongue went between your slick folds. His rough hand massaged your arse as he continued to work on pleasuring you. Just as you were about to climax he removed his mouth and grabbed you by the hair, turning you towards him he kissed your lips feverishly, making you taste your juices from his lips.

You let your hand travel to his now very hard cock, stroking it lightly as he kissed down your neck. You whimpered as he started to suck at your skin, the tingling sensation spreading all over your body.

"Newt please, just please, fuck me." You breathed, he pushed you down over the table again, slamming into you almost immediately. You both moaned as he kept on slamming himself into you, the table moving slightly with every thrust. Your hands traveled to the edge of the table, your knuckles turning white as you gripped it. You were close, and so was he.

Newt grabbed your hair and pulled your body towards him. Your back arched as he continued to thrust into you, grabbing one of your boobs underneath your sweater, twisting your nipple. You soon reached your climax, body vibrating from the euphoria you experienced. A few seconds later Newt did the same, with a last few thrust and grunts, he let his seed fill you up.

You both breathed heavily as you hugged each other. His hand stroked your back as yours played with his hair, happy to be in each others company.