One day, Graves comes home to a package waiting at his apartment door. He opens it without thinking and finds... a dildo. Super awkward, right? Even more awkward is that when he checks the box, it's addressed to his neighbor. Double super awkward. He hastily retapes the box and just launches it at his neighbor's door.
Crisis motherfucking averted.
Except now he's imagining his neighbor -- sweet, freckled, curly haired Newt, who stutters and can't maintain eye contact, who is brutally shy but also viciously clever -- fucking himself with the dildo. And it's an image he can't quite get over. He's imagining blushing and gasping and whining and possibly crying. And he wants to know if the real thing comes anywhere close to his fantasies.
(I kind of imagine that the dildo was a joke gift from Queenie -- Tina doesn't strike me as the type -- but if anon has a better idea/plot device, I'm good with it.)
Graves/Newt -- mail delivery mix up (modern au)
Crisis motherfucking averted.
Except now he's imagining his neighbor -- sweet, freckled, curly haired Newt, who stutters and can't maintain eye contact, who is brutally shy but also viciously clever -- fucking himself with the dildo. And it's an image he can't quite get over. He's imagining blushing and gasping and whining and possibly crying. And he wants to know if the real thing comes anywhere close to his fantasies.
(I kind of imagine that the dildo was a joke gift from Queenie -- Tina doesn't strike me as the type -- but if anon has a better idea/plot device, I'm good with it.)