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newt "just a smidge" scamander ([personal profile] maternis) wrote2017-02-19 09:25 pm
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How to Care for Your Obscurial:
A Step by Step Guide by Newt Scamander and Percival Graves.

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[personal profile] proscribed 2017-03-14 07:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Credence lets his eyes fall shut, battling back any remaining nerves as Percival's hand slips down his chest and belly. He shifts his leg when guided, rolling onto his side so they're pressed together, his face is flushed and tension building even though they've just started. The older man's words make him shiver, hips bucking into the warmth now circling his cock.]

Newt. [His eyes flick open, fingertips digging into Percival's shoulders.] Yes.

[While Credence had no preferences when it came to who did what to him when they were all three together, the thing that he really enjoyed was being worked open. A couple of fingers pressed up inside him, filling him up. He remembers the first time, the sounds he'd made - how embarrassed he'd been, how relieved he was when both his partners had found pleasure in breaking him apart so quickly. Learning that sex wasn't linear, that he could like as many things as he wanted - that the only limits were what they set for themselves, was everything he'd ever needed.

He stretches a hand out, towards the case, as his head falls back to expose his throat to Graves' mouth. It's a question, and a plea. He wants everything Percival is going to give him and he wants Newt there, too.]


Please.
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[personal profile] mund 2017-03-18 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Credence asks and Graves is more than happy to give. He can hear the rustling just beyond the case cover, knowing that Newt's obviously heard their young lover's call, a gentle summon and reminder that work is over, and their beloved seeks their shared attention. Graves has come to look forward to moments like these, when he can set aside work for a blessed hour or two and to accord Credence what he sweetly searches for.

They continue to let Credence discover what he loves, what he wants, broadening his horizons and showing him more, offering different pleasures, experiences, and he presses hungry kisses to Credence's throat, leaving a lovebite blossoming on pale skin. He's letting go of Credence's cock, reaching for the small tin of lubricant he leaves on the nightstand, smearing a generous amount on his fingers before he slips them between his cheeks, pressing lightly against his entrance. He pushes the first in, gentle but firm, knowing that this will probably be the first thing their lover will see when he comes up out of his case: Graves working Credence open for Newt, getting him ready to be thoroughly, wonderfully fucked.

There are scant nights when Credence doesn't come away with both Newt's and Graves' come inside him, spilled on his thighs, and Graves intends to hold up the pattern. ]
He's coming to you. [ He murmurs against his skin. ] To us.
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[personal profile] proscribed 2017-03-19 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[As much as Credence wants them both here, his level of experience won't allow him to focus on two different things for very long. When they're all in bed together, he relies on both men to help remind him of what he's supposed to be doing, but when it's just him and either Percival or Newt, his body takes over and his mind floats away.

His hand drops to the Graves' side, head tipping back so the older man can kiss up and down his throat. The kisses that hurt a little, the ones that leave a mark, those are Credence's favorite - either wizard could heal them, but he never lets him. He likes to see them, feel them warm and sensitive under his fingertips for a few days after. Sometimes, he'll crawl into Percival's lap while he's reading or working, press up close and get him to kiss and bite at the same spot. It hurts. It feels good and Credence might not always understand that, but he always wants more of it.]


Ah-h.

[Credence pushes a leg up, splays it out to relieve some of the pressure. Graves always knows exactly how much he can take, how fast to go, when to push him and when to ease off. He shoves his fingers into Graves' hair, curls them, and pulls him down to press their lips together, whining into his mouth.]
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[personal profile] mund 2017-03-28 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There he is, his other lover who's come out to play with them. Graves loves them both in equal measure, enjoying them as they are -- and even though he absolutely delights in Credence's sweet mewls and demanding tugs, Newt's soft words still thrill and delight, and Graves' eyes are dark and wickedly predatory before he looks up and over Credence's shoulder, careful to keep his cheeks spread so Newt can see very, very clearly just what is waiting for him.

He's just gotten their boy relaxed and ready, and Graves lays sultry kisses on Credence's shoulder, fingerfucking him with a thoroughly lazy grace, intent on having Credence feel every inch of his two slick fingers, knowing Newt would still stretch him a little more anyway. ]


And so are you. [ He murmurs, meeting his eyes before he says quietly to Credence. ] Are you ready for Newt, Credence? I'm getting you all nice and ready for him.