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She has him pressed up against a wall within seconds. Newt, his skirt and blouse askew, lets out a short startled laugh when his back meets a flowery wallpaper and the brick under it. Tina kisses his jaw and neck, leaving red wet patches of skin to remind him about this tomorrow. Her hand is on the small of Newt's back, making him arch into it when her tongue makes its way down his throat and to his prominent collarbones, where she sucks at the soft skin, making Newt moan softly. He pushes his fingers into her hair and tugs at it a little when she bites him, and the sensation is right on the edge of being unpleasant, but not quite there.

Tina leaves his collarbones covered in reddenng spots when she raises her head and looks at him. Newt's lips are red with lipstick and glistening, because he keeps licking and biting at them, his pupils are blown and his cheeks are red. Tina can barely even see the freckles.

She takes a moment to admire how beautiful he is, not awkward anymore, just wanting and waiting for her to do something, completely at her mercy. She drags her thumb over his lower lip, smudging the lipstick over his cheek.

"Tina," - he says, his voice rough and quiet, almost a whisper. He isn't going to say much more - her name on his lips is a request by itself.

She kisses him, and his hands come up to her face, caressing her cheeks when she bites at his lip. His tenderness still hurts a little, but it doesn't throw her off the task at hand.
Tina lowers her hand and pushes up his skirt a little, experimentally. Newt shudders and gasps into the kiss, when the soft lacy fabric rubs against him, and Tina barely catches herself from moaning as well - the situation is ridiculous, but also very, very arrousing to her, and she would probably need to think about it later, but right now she just needs to have Newt gasp like that again. So she takes him in her hand through the skirt and rubs the fabric against his cock, puting some pressure into the motion.

Newt breaks the kiss to push his head back against the wall and moan, his hands falling to her shoulders to clutch at the collar of her shirt. He's panting, his eyes shut and his lips open when she does it again, making him shudder and gasp.

"S-stop," - he stutters quickly, catching her hand before she can do that once more.

"Sorry," - Tina takes her hand away and brings it up to place it on his waist, but he catches it with his own, this time to entangle their fingers together.

"Don't," - he pants out, bringing their hands to his lips and kissing her fingers softly. - "I just don't want to mess up the skirt."

"I'm not wearing it," - Tina pushes herself against him once more and tries to get her knee between his legs, but he stops her again.

"Well I might," - he smiles cheekily at her, and she can't help but laugh at that, affection rising in her chest. His smile widens, so she feels obligated to kiss it off his boyish face.

"You do look incredibly beautiful in this," - she tells him, stroking his cheek gently. He blushes a little bit more. - "I'll wash it," - she decides. He looks at her pointedly, and she adds: - "with magic."

"Well it wouldn't be the same," - he argues, closing his arms around her and stroking her back gently. She smiles and kisses him on the cheekbones while he's talking. - "I would always know what happened to it. The things this skirt has seen."

"How about we buy you a new one," - Tina bites his ear lightly and moves, her hip rubbing up at Newt's crotch - and he swears under his breath. Tina smiles, delighted, and licks the place she just bit. She knows he's given up before he even says anything - his shoulders relax and his hips make a tiny move to thrust into her touch.

"Fine," - he says, closing his eyes. - "But remember I tried to stop you."

She smiles at him smugly and grinds her hips into him, making Newt throw his head back against a wall and moan helplessly.

"I wonder if you'd look good with a ribbon tied around your cock," - she whispers into his ear - and he actually has to bite his lip to keep himself from moaning too loudly.

"I want to do something," - he says shakily, - "I want- I want to make you feel good as well."

Tina kisses him on the cheek, gratefull for his considering nature, but replies with: "You can do that later. Just enjoy yourself for now."

He nods his consent, so she kisses him on the other cheek and unbuttons his blouse all the way. Her tongue traces his collarbones once again, and then she lowers her head to lick at his nipple. That makes Newt grip at the collar of her jacket, knuckles white - he's sensitive there, and she loves to use that against him.

Her hand makes its way back to the skirt, this time pushing it all the way up, the lace brushing against his cock lightly. She leaves his chest alone for a bit, to look up at him and watch his face as she takes him in her hand and drags her thumb over his slit.

It's so worth it. Newt doesn't even bother to bite his moan back - it's loud and so obscene it should be illegal. It feels so good to realize that it's her who did this to him, who made him like this, it fills her with so much affection, that she takes him by the back of his head and drags him into a deep emotional kiss. He closes his hands around her neck, pulling her closer, and unwillingly thrusts his hips into her hand, when it becomes too much for him to hold back. He's close, and they both know it, so she quickens her movements and pushes at the small of his back encouraging him to thrust into it.

When Newt's so close he feels his toes curling, he frantically reaches for Tina, grabbing her by the back of her neck and kissing her hard on the lips. She smiles into the kiss, bites him on the lip - and he's gone. He drops his head on her shoulder, shuddering against her while she strokes him shrough his orgasm.

He's still panting against her when she sets his skirt back in place and wipes her hand on it. Her clean fingers are in his hair then, strangely comforting.

"For the next time we'll buy you a maid uniform," - she tells him thoughtfully and he laughs into her shoulder.

"I don't particularly mind that," - he says, raising his head to look at her mischivously. She feels obligated to kiss that mischief right off.

Artfill anon here. This was really hot, and the dynamic between them here is great.

mmmkay I just loved this, it was really really hot. I want the maid uniform follow-up so bad

OH MY GOD YES.
You've given me a terrible new craving for domTina/subNewt fics

i love this and i love you
i actually didnt even ship them before this, but wow, ok, i'm here for this

btw, i particularly love the realistic talk about the skirt in the middle of steaming hot sex.

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