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A collection of short, unrelated NSFW prompts I filled on Tumblr. The tags are updated with each new chapter.
The first three go like this :
1) Percival receives a present. It has unexpected effects.
2) Percival discovers he has a choking kink, much to Newt's delight.
3) Director Graves is the only one who can give Tina an internship at MACUSA despite her young age.
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He cupped the side of Percival’s face as he licked into his open mouth, slow and languid, swallowing Percival’s answering moan with more kisses. His thumb brushed against Percival’s Adam’s Apple and the latter made a choked noise, grabbing Newt’s hand to keep it where it was.
Curled around Percival’s neck, pressing against his throat. Not threatening, but there all the same - possessive and controlling. Newt pulled back to look at Percival’s face, keeping his hand in place. The Director was breathing raggedly, cheeks flushed and eyes closed, looking overwhelmed. Experimentally, Newt squeezed a little, and Percival’s eyes flew open, blown wide and helpless.
“You like my hand there?” Newt murmured, stepping closer again. Percival nodded, seemingly unable to talk. “You like it when I choke you, darling ?”
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He hears them before he sees them. They’re discreet, barely breathing, two strangers in the night taking pleasure from one another. The man thrusts up and the woman gasps. He quiets her under his breath as he rolls his hips again. He sounds just as overwhelmed, his head laying over her naked shoulder. Her blouse has fallen on one side, revealing the soft swell of her breast. He kisses her there , wetting her dark nipple with his tongue, then nips at the skin just above as he hoists her up. Her bra is nowhere to be seen. She clutches the man's coat with both hands, her legs wrapped tight around his waist.
“Newt,” she sighs appreciatively. “Oh, Newt.”
She moans as he moves again. Percival disillusions himself mutely, and finds he is incapable of leaving.
Newt displays strength Percival didn’t know the man possessed as he makes love to her like this, against the wall. Percival wonders what it would feel like to be so desired as to risk doing it in the moonlight, where anyone can see.
The man is going faster now. Tina muffles her cries into his hair, chanting his name like a prayer. He responds in kind and Percival is unable to do anything besides watch and long for more. He knows not which of the lovers he would like to be. He only knows the fierce want and loneliness spreading through him, equal in their pain. Newt shivers and stills with a groan and Tina lets out a surprised, overwhelmed little oh of pleasure as he comes inside her. She kisses his hair afterwards and he laughs against her skin, catching his breath.
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Newt moaned and rolled his hips upwards, and much to his surprise this time even Graves couldn’t keep in a groan.
He was just as hard, it seemed, but better at hiding it. Newt spluttered. He could feel his heart pounding in his ears as the atmosphere changed. He had never felt this hot.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fine," Graves said, visibly battling himself. "Have it your way."
He kept his hand against Newt's mouth, ensuring the man stayed quiet. With the other he reached between them to unbutton both their pants. The feeling of Graves’ large hand wrapping around his cock made Newt’s eyes roll back in his head. He whined, trying to bring the both of them closer together, and Graves obliged. He aligned their cocks so they were touching. Then he started to stroke them, quickly and efficiently, jerking the both of them off. Newt trashed under him, his whole body trembling - it was too much too fast.
"Come on, Newton," Graves said, voice strained. "Hurry up and come for me, we don't have all day - ah, fuck, that feels good. Shit..."
It only took a few more strokes, a clever twist of Graves' hand and Newt was coming, spilling over Graves' fingers. Graves followed soon after with a muffled moan.
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