Newt scamander x reader lemon

Requested : yes! Pairing : Newt Scamander x Reader.

Summary: The is inspired by the song slow hands by niall horan, you in no way need to know the song but I recommend it. You looked in the mirror at your reflection and you could see Queenie in the background giving you a reassuring smile, you had let her pick out your dress for the night. You were headed out to a wizard bar with Queenie, Tina, Jacob and Newt. You guys were apparating to the bar, when you were ready to go Newt reached out his hand for you and you took it, quickly getting butterflies. They were immediately killed by the similar but different twisting feeling of the teleportation spell.

Newt scamander x reader lemon

Originally posted by sinnerwriter. Your discussion had almost faded from memory almost a fortnight later. You were just finishing up tea, clearing away the dishes and such when Newt spoke up, his voice rather lower than you were used to, with a husky edge to it. You finished the charm before turning around to him, folding your arms. Hardly suitable for helping with the creatures, is it? You shrugged, testing the waters. It seemed his posture was a little less hunched, and he looked down on you, something he never normally did from his usual quiet, hunched posture. You gave him a minute nod, eyes wide as you bit your lip hard. Please, newt! Even without the sense of sight, you knew it was his black and yellow scarf, and you had been clinging to it for dear life for what felt like the past hour. Newt emerged from between your legs for the umpteenth time, relishing in your small, dejected cry; you had been this close to toppling over the edge of ecstasy. But newt kept your release on a tight leash, always dragging you away from the edge right before you could dive off, over and over, until you were reduced to a squirming, sopping wet mess. Even desperate girls ask nicely. Where are your manners?

Your fingers tangled into his hair, pulling on it softly and drawing out a low groan.

He was so warm beneath the pads of your fingers, as they trailed gently up the column of his neck. In return you breathed out wearily, thoughts swirling around your mind at a mile a minute. Kansas inflicted by a tornado, if only you owned a pair of ruby red slippers, then maybe you could click your heels are return to the land of good mental health. A regular day turned bad by a succession of disasterous events. Just when you felt that you had a firm grip on your situation, the calmness was ripped away from you once more, as the day descended futher into chaos. The thought of being at home, in your bed, was enough to keep you buoyant above the dark waters of your stormy mind. He had hated seeing your tears, your will break as soon as you stepped over the shared threshold of your home.

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Newt scamander x reader lemon

While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. Please consider turning it on! Log In. Remember Me. What happens when you, a Potterhead, swallow a time turner by accident and find yourself trapped into the Potterverse world, traveling through timelines. Post battle, Newt lives a quiet life, continuing to be a bundle of social anxiety. He goes back to Britain, and the lack of human friends hits him. He missed Queenie, and Jacob, but especially Tina.

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When You Come Out. He had at least a dozen questions but they all died on his lips when he spotted you wandering into the room, waving happily at him. You felt it approach in waves, your body shaking as you made the prettiest o-shape face and came hard, whimpering incoherent gibberish with a heated breath…. Discover now. He was hanging onto every whimper than escaped her lips and he was scared he was going to leave fingerprints on her skin. He had a soft spot for Disney and Pixar films and made a date for every new release. It was better this way. Little minx? You started working on undoing his bow tie, then his dress shirt, until lastly your hands dived in and took off his top completely. I can get off. What had happened to your sweet and gentle husband?

Originally posted by abigailskanes. Sorry lovelies, this one is a little sad in a few places. Mostly the whole thing.

Your stomach flipped slightly at the mention of food, not an entirely pleasant feeling. And you did know. And maybe it did. Originally posted by dailyrapunzel Pairing s: George Weasley x reader, Fred Weasey x OC Summary : George thought he achieved all of his dreams, he thought that he had everything he needed. You could feel yourself reaching your high amor a second time and by the way newt was twitching inside you, you could tell he was close too. He was a very bright boy, eager to learn any and everything about magic and Hogwarts. It was taking almost all of him to keep stop himself from losing himself. Take them to the room of requirement and out through the portrait. Especially since your dress had ridden up and his hand was directly on your exposed skin. At The Part e. With a soft moan, you conceded defeat, slackening your grip on the bonds, moving your hips only lazily. He started pumping his fingers, he may have been drunk but even at his slow pace he was so good. The Aurors clapped politely and the minister gave her time to talk to talk. You narrowed your eyes at your boyfriend, leaning forward on your knees as you sat across from him, seeing him do the same. Log in Sign Up.