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FILL: It Was a GOOD First Time

[(Anonymous)]

Percival hadn’t had a lot of time in his life for relationships. He’d fumbled around in bed with another boy when he was at school but they couldn’t even figure out how to kiss, nevermind anything more advanced. When he was fighting the war he’d found solace with another wizard, helping each other relax. But he’d never had a proper lover.

So when Newt Scamander looked at him like he wanted to devour Percival, he wasn’t quite sure what to do.

“Just relax, love. Remember, if you want me to stop at any time I will. And I’ll explain everything I’m going to do first and if you don’t like it, I won’t do it. I promise.”

Percival forced the tension out of his shoulders. He wanted this, he really did. He was just… nervous. Newt smiled at him and rewarded him with a gentle kiss.

“First, I’m going to open you up, using my fingers. Stretching you and slicking you up will get you ready for me and ensure that nothing we do tonight hurts. Is that alright?”

Percival nodded and got another kiss. He relaxed more as Newt slipped a pillow under his hips and whispered a charm that left his fingers shiny with something slick. Newt settled between Percival’s legs and ran his dry hand up Percival’s thigh, petting him soothingly.

His other hand dipped between Percival’s legs and sought out his entrance. Percival gasped as one slick finger rubbed his hole, not entering yet, just massaging the ring of muscles. It felt nice. It felt very nice. Newt just touched him for a while, pressing just below his balls. That sent a shock through him and he bucked his hips against Newt’s hands.

“Oh, Percival, you are going to enjoy this.”

Newt gently pressed one finger inside, just leaving it there for now. Percival shuddered, how was it that it felt so good? Newt wasn’t even doing anything. But he wanted him too. He didn’t know what he wanted but he wanted Newt to do *something.*

And then Newt started moving his finger, still gentle, rubbing against his interior walls, spreading the slick around.

“Now, the reason you’re going to enjoy this is right about *here.*”

Newt pressed something that caused Percival to shout wordlessly and shove his hips against Newt’s hand desperately.

“That’s it, love. That’s your prostate. And you seem to have quite a sensitive one.”

Newt began playing with his prostate, rubbing it, touching around it, or just pressing it hard. Percival was thrusting his hips constantly now, trying to get more contact.

“I’m going to add a second finger and start stretching you now, Percival.”

Percival didn’t have a voice left so he just nodded, then let out a low moan as a second finger slipped inside. Now Newt started working him in earnest, alternating between stretching him and thrusting the two fingers inside him against his prostate. It was the most intense feeling.

“Oh, Percival, you have no idea how beautiful you look right now. Are you ready for a third finger?”

Percival came, hard, as the third finger breached him. The orgasm was intense, he vaguely realized he was crying Newt’s name as he arched, his own release splattering against his chest. Newt kept working his fingers, thrusting and stretching as he shuddered through it.

When finally came down from it, Newt’s fingers were still inside him, moving gently and Newt was smiling at him.

“Good, isn’t it, love? Have you had enough for tonight? We can leave the rest for tomorrow.”

“N-no, I want to k-keep going.” To make his point he tried to thrust his hips to get Newt’s finger in deeper.

Newt’s smile grew. “Alright then, time for the next step. Do you want to continue like this or on your stomach?”

“Like this.” Percival wanted to see Newt, be able to touch him. And he didn’t think his body would listen to him if he tried to move just then.

Newt leaned down and kissed him soundly before whispering another charm. He positioned himself at Percival’s entrance and slowly pressed inside.

Percival had been wrong, *this* was the most intense feeling. It was amazing and overwhelming, and entirely wonderful. He felt Newt filling and stretching him and he loved it. If he hadn’t already come he would have at the feel of Newt bottoming out inside him. He was grateful when Newt leaned down over him, supporting himself on his arms but close enough that Percival could hold on to him.

“Alright, love?”

Percival could only moan in response. He was so much better than alright.

And then Newt started moving and a whole new definition of pleasure entered Percival’s consciousness. Every slow thrust dragged over his prostate. But he wanted more.

“N-newt, harder, p-please.”

Newt looked at him critically for a moment before starting to speed up his thrusts just a little. When Percival threw his head back and moaned at a particularly well placed thrust against his prostate, Newt moved faster still.

“H-harder! P-please!”

Newt repositioned them a little so he could start thrusting harder, nailing Percival’s prostate every time. Percival wrapped his legs around Newt’s waist and bucked against him.

“Oh… Merlin, N-Newt!”

His second orgasm was better than the first and exploded out of him with a scream. He could feel his entrance convulse around Newt and the younger man gasped a little. Newt kept moving, working him through the powerful orgasm until Percival lay limp and trembling beneath him.

Newt kissed him deep and tender. “I’m going to pull out now, love.”

“W-wait.”

Newt was suddenly all concern. “What’s wrong?”

“You haven’t… you didn’t…”

Newt was still hard inside him. And as much as his passage was feeling a little raw and tender, it also still felt so good. And he wanted to make Newt feel good.

“I can take care of that other ways, Percival.”

“What if… what if I want you to keep going?”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”

Percival did his best to get his body to obey and clenched around Newt. The younger man gasped and smiled. He laughed gently.

“Well then, let’s see if I can make you come a third time, shall we?”

Newt pulled almost all of the way out before *slamming* back inside and Percival was shocked to hear himself keen at the stimulation. Newt kept up a bruising pace and it was intense. Good intense, but still, it was just this side of pain and Percival clung to Newt, head tucked against his neck.

Somehow Newt felt bigger now, stretching him so much, battering against his prostate and he sobbed out his pleasure/pain against the younger wizard. But somehow, the pleasure was building again, low in his belly. He wasn’t hard, not this time but that didn’t seem to matter. Newt’s thrusts started to get more erratic and three more powerful thrusts to his thoroughly stimulated prostate later, Percival felt his third orgasm crash through him. He clenched around Newt who let out a cry of his own and then he was being filled with Newt’s release and who would have thought that would feel good as well?

The two of them clung to each other as their orgasms raced through them, Newt grinding against his ass as a few last spurts were released deep inside Percival.

They lay there, panting while Newt softened. This time Percival didn’t stop him from pulling out and he moaned when he felt something trickle out. Newt lay beside him, pulling Percival into his arms. He felt empty without Newt inside him and, if he were to be honest, rather tender and sore but in the most wonderful way.

“Newt… that… that was…”

Newt smiled gently. “Worth the wait?”

“You always have been excellent at understatements.”

Newt laughed. “Yes, well, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I hope we can repeat the experience often. I’m going to check to make sure I didn’t hurt you.”

Percival felt a single slick finger slide inside and he moaned at the sensation against his very tender passage. Newt gently felt around, giving his prostate a few gently nudges causing Percival to shiver before pulling out and looking at his finger.

“No blood and nothing felt torn or bruised.”

“Good, I want to do that again tomorrow.”

Newt smiled broadly as he quickly scourgified them so they didn’t have to worry about the mess in the morning and pulled a blanket around them. With one last kiss the two settled down and fell asleep.