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FILL: Newt/Credence - Praise kink Part 2

[(Anonymous)]

(it was intended to be a one-shot, but I can add more)

It seemed to become a game between them. Newt would very intently compliment Credence and rake his eyes over the boy as he shuddered and flushed (and one time, whined aloud).

The game was rather innocent, if Newt said so himself. It was obvious the young man had never bedded anyone, had never known pleasure of the flesh. How harmless could it be if Newt indulged him a little.

He supposed it could be distracting from the boy's lessons, and there was the fact that Porpentina wouldn't be pleased to know her fiance was deliberately arousing a young man on the cusp of adulthood. But what Tina didn't know wouldn't hurt Newt.

Besides, it wasn't as if the boy wanted to actually seduce him, was it?

Newt found out one week that this was exactly the case.

He had positioned himself behind Credence's shorter frame, guiding his arms into appropriate positions, making sure there was little to no space between their bodies. He murmured into the boy's neck gentle quips of encouragement. He could feel Credence's spine shiver in delight.

Newt knew with a shameful sense of pride that he had gone too far when he had whispered directly into the boy's ear, "You're such a good boy, Credence" after a spell had been cast perfectly.

Credence had jolted away, only to turn slowly and lick his lips and swallow in a desperate attempt to produce sound.

"I- I would do anything for you. You're so nice to me," Credence sputtered, averting his gaze, as if he expected his mother to strike him across the face with a belt.

Newt's slender fingers cupped Credence's chin, pulling it up. The boy only slightly flinched, blinking in confusing as Newt muttered in conviction. "There's nothing to be ashamed of, Credence. Of your feelings, I mean-"

Credence had immediately dropped to his knees, his hands clutching at Newt's waist with a fierce desperation. Newt yelped in surprise and found himself stumbling backward into his piles of parchments. Credence followed swiftly, fumbling with Newt's trousers, trying to pull them down.

"Cre-"

"Please, Mr. Scamander, let me do this for you," Credence interrupted wetly, as if he were seconds away from sobbing.

Newt stared crosseyed into space for a quick second, before relenting. He wouldn't deny that it had been a long long time, that he didn't want this. He smiled gently, carding his fingers through Credence's hair.

He gasped when Credence finally undid his buttons and pulled his trousers down swiftly, followed by his pants. The mild air of his study rushed and mad ehim audibly shiver.

Credence paused, looking up at Newt through his eyelashes. Newt bit his lips and nodded jerkily. The cold air was replaced by a warm mouth and Newt blow out a stream of air shakily.

"Am I doing well, Mr. Scamander?" Credence slid off of him to ask ever so softly and sweetly. Newt touched his beautifully carved cheek with reverence.

"You're doing magnificently, my boy."

Credence's entire face flushed, while he let out a soft moan. He began to bob up and down in earnest. Newt screwed his eyes shut while he felt his arousal curl within his groin.

"I like when you call me Mr. Scamander. It makes me feel scholarly and important," Newt blathered out, not really caring what he said. Credence was doing so well.

Newt almost whined when Credence pulled up again. In a shaky voice, creaky from the effort of swalling Newt down, Credence whispered hoarsely,

"May I call you Sir?"

"God yes," Newt breathed, blindly guiding Credence's head back down onto his length, groaning low and long as his toes curled. He imagined Credence using this new pet name in several contexts, each more steamy and possibly immoral than the last.

Newt accidentally let slip a little guttural gasp as Credence's clever yet shy tongue licked a stripe from his balls to his tip, before hungrily swallowing the entirety of him down again.

"F-f...uck" Newt whispered like a prayer, feeling the pressure build in his groin, his balls aching, his cock throbbing. He quite embarrassingly gurgled as he felt release overcome him, sighing long and hard through his nose as he felt Credence eagerly swallow it all.

Newt's hair was plastered to his forehead, an unpleasant layer of sweat sheened underneath his clothes, and his legs felt weak.

Credence licked his full, swollen lips, looking pleased with himself and pleased with Newt.

"You-" Newt tried to form a sentence, but his mind was still swimming as his body tried to come back down from his heightened emotion.

Credence's stare was intense, as if he couldn't breathe until he heard what Newt had to say.

"You are beyond words, dear Credence. You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. You are more talented than ten men."

His hands cradled Credence's face with devotion.

"I'm glad you're mine."

Newt's face slowly transformed into a smile as Credence's bodily spasmed and a wet spot grew on the front of his trousers. He placed a tender kiss on the young man's brow.

"Good boy."

Re: FILL: Newt/Credence - Praise kink Part 2

[(Anonymous)]

Guhhhhh love love love! I am one pleased OP. Thanks so much for the lovely fill!

Re: FILL: Newt/Credence - Praise kink Part 2

[(Anonymous)]

Oh this was just wonderful!