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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Fantastic_Beasts_and_Where_to_Find_Them_(Movies)
  Relationship:
      Original_Percival_Graves/Newt_Scamander
  Character:
      Original_Percival_Graves, Newt_Scamander, Theseus_Scamander
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time, Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Alpha_Original_Percival_Graves,
      Omega_Newt_Scamander, Virgin_Newt_Scamander, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering,
      Implied_Mpreg, Mildly_Dubious_Consent, dubious_consent_bc_newt_doesnt
      know_for_sure, i_love_jesus, didn't_turn_out_the_way_i_want
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-04-26 Words: 3320
****** i'll go anywhere with you ******
by overzealousukora
Summary
     Newt Scamander an Omega, the younger brother of Theseus Scamander was
     arranged to marry Percival Graves.
Notes
     a whole lota sin
See the end of the work for more notes
To be an Omega, it was rare. They were married off by the time they were
sixteen, to be an entity of an Alpha.
Newt Scamander an Omega, the younger brother of Theseus Scamander was arranged
to marry Percival Graves. Mr. Graves was an Alpha who worked at MACUSA across
the ocean from Newt. They first met when Newt was five years old, Percival
Graves being fifteen. Theseus didn’t seem to like Percival Graves as much,
whilst he flashed his red Alpha eyes at Percival when the adults told them that
Newt was to be married to this man one day. As Newt got older, the visits
became more frequent.
 
At the age of eleven, Newt was a scrawny red haired boy. He was often teased at
Hogwarts, but he learned to endure it. Being home for the holidays, Newt was to
see Mr. Graves for the weekend before Christmas. The two pair would often play
hide and seek, board games or simply read. It was noon and Newt was looking for
his mother and found her in her office with Mr. Graves. They were talking about
Newt.
“He just turned eleven, his first heat was two weeks ago.” Newt was peeking
around the door frame, shivering at the memory of his first heat. It was
horrible. He could hear Mr. Graves sigh.
“He is too young for us to marry, too young for us to go through his heat
together.” Newt’s eyes widened, he couldn’t marry Mr. Graves yet.
“I’m sorry for bringing it up it’s just, —” Newt could see as tears fell from
his mother eyes and little sniffles fell around the room. “—he was in so much
pain and he’s so small and doesn’t deserve it.”
Before Mr. Graves could say anything more, Newt was about to hurry back to his
room not wanting to hear anymore but he stumbled and caught himself with a
table nearby, knocking over a vase in the process. It broke into pieces in
front of him and he quickly turned to see his mother and Mr. Graves standing at
the door staring at him.
“I’m sorry!” He gushed and tried to pull his wand from his trouser pocket to
clean it up, but dropped it with fumbling fingers causing it to fall to the
ground and in the process letting a spell knock over a picture on the wall.
Newt froze, his hands in front of him, fingers twitching at his clumsiness. He
looked at his mother who still had tears on her cheeks, but a smile on her
lips. His eyes peeked at Mr. Graves behind her and Newt flushed. Mr. Graves was
pulling his wand from his coat with a slight smile on his lips. Newt watched as
his arranged fiancé cleaned up the mess he gawkily made.
“Newton, let’s take a walk.” Mr. Graves stepped in front of Mrs. Scamander and
reached out his hand for Newt to take.
“Umm, okay.” Newt let Mr. Graves take his hand in his and felt a warm feeling
cast over him. Looking back at his mother, she nodded and stepped back into her
office.
Mr. Graves lead them to the garden outside that was covered in snow. It was
cold outside, but Newt watched as Mr. Graves casted a spell to keep them both
warm for the time being. Newt listened as Mr. Graves talked about MACUSA, The
United States and a girl named Tina who he worked with. After a while, Mr.
Graves cleaned up one of the snow-covered benches and the pair sat down, Newt’s
cold fingers covered with Mr. Graves hands as he warmed them up in his lap.
Newt stared at his hands in Mr. Graves lap with red cheeks.
“I was informed that you had gotten your first heat?” Mr. Graves threw out into
the world.
“M-Mr. Graves, I—” Mr. Graves cut him off with a slight laugh. “Call me
Percival.” Newt nodded and continued. “—I’m not really comfortable talking
about this, Percival.” He felt Percival’s eyes on him as he stared at their
hands.
“We are to be married one day, you’re going to have to get used to it.”
Percival chuckled. Newt shook his head and looked up at the man through his
lashes.
“I will send you something for your next heat, it’ll ease the pain.” Newt
watched as his fiancé smiled at him and Newt bit his lip, cheeks red and
fingers twitching.
Less than three months later, a week before his second heat, Theseus came to
his room with a package from Percival. Newt waited for his brother to leave
before his opened the box with shaking hands. His next heat was less painful
with a grey scarf by his side that smells deeply of his Alpha Percival, also a
little dildo that made Newt blush every time he thought of it stashed under his
bed. Two weeks after his heat, he was allowed to see Percival. They hugged in
the melting snow and when Percival pulled away, Newt looked up at him.
“Did you like my package I sent for you?”
 
At the age of fifteen, Newt was lanky with freckles covering his face. He was
to be married to Percival Graves in the next hour. His mother was in front of
him, fixing his box tie. It was white like his entirely white tux. She had
tears in her eyes and she pulled away and looked him up and down. Mrs.
Scamander started to ramble about how much she was going to miss him when he
would move to New York with his soon to be husband.
“You’ll take care of him and he’ll take care of you.” She mumbled and looked at
the floor. Newt nodded and felt tears prickle his eyes. He didn’t want to leave
his mother, his father and Theseus. His brother Theseus was so protective of
him, he went mad when Percival asked Mr. and Mrs. Scamander if Newt could live
with him in New York after the wedding. They agreed saying it was for the best.
Newt wouldn’t differ against his parents or the Alpha he was promised to.
Relatives of Newt’s and Percival’s were at the wedding, including Percival’s
parents that Newt had only met two days ago. As Newt peeked out of his dressing
room, he saw the lines of chairs filled making him bite his lip. He barely
talked to these people, barely knew them. He could feel his knees shaking as he
heard his father behind him announcing that it was almost time to be walked
down the aisle for his betrothed. When he and his father stood at the door,
waiting for their moment before his father would let him go, Newt thought of
the small things he was going to miss at home and he started to shake more. As
they turned a corner to a long line of chairs, Newt followed the long white
carpet that lead to his soon to be husband.
Percival Graves stood at the end of the aisle with a smile on his face, a tux
completely black that covered his long body. Newt’s heart leaped and he gripped
his father’s arm. He didn’t look at the crowd, he stared at Percival and his
breathing deepened. When his father gave him away, Newt didn’t linger long, he
stepped up to Percival with shaking knees. He didn’t listen to the words that
were spoken by others and only Percival. Newt could barely comprehend the words
coming past his lips. Percival smiled so brightly at him and he felt safe.
They shared their kiss when they were told. Percival bring his hand up to
caress Newt’s red cheek and a hand reaching around his waist. Newt closed his
eyes and let Percival steal his first kiss at their wedding. It was soft and
syrup slow making Newt wobble. A growl came from Percival when Newt whimpered
faintly. Newt would be lying if he said he wouldn’t do it again.
The day went on to night, everyone around the newly married pair leaving them
to sit at their own table to talk, kiss and touch each other. Percival never
left Newt’s side, always leaning over in his seat into Newt’s space to kiss
under his ear, his neck or on his lips that were starting to swell. Newt would
blush when he caught Theseus flashing his red Alpha eye across the room. The
couple danced together for the first time to a waltz, Newt stumbling a few
times but his Alpha catching him with a light chuckle. Percival whispered words
of encouragement in between them as they danced to make Newt less nervous with
everyone’s eyes on them.
As the night carried on, Newt was getting to be tired. He yawned and leaned
into Percival’s space and place a hand on his husband’s warm chest.
“Are you tired, darling?” As Percival spoke, Newt shivered and nodded. The
crowd of people was starting to be too much as Newt saw drunk people stumbling
on the dance floor. They ended up walking around for a few minutes saying
goodbye to people. Percival and Newt Graves would be on their way to New York
in the morning, taking a boat. They would have the best lounge on the sail, no
one could bother them. Newt said his goodbyes to his family with little tears
and Percival gave him his space when Theseus came to hug his little brother
goodbye.
“You come home when you want, when you need.” Newt nodded at his brother’s
words and looked back at his husband. Percival nodded and smiled lightly
reaching out a hand. Newt let Percival take him away from their wedding ball
and up to the top floor of the hotel to their room. Someone had brought Newt’s
things from his house to the hotel, a case of clothes that looked muggle worthy
but it was a room filled of his kits that was worthy to him.
Newt watched as Percival untied his bowtie and pulled it from his neck. He felt
awkward in the room knowing that he was alone with his new husband, his Alpha.
Percival looked over to Newt and pointed to the bathroom.
“You don’t have to change in front of me.” Newt stumbled over to his case and
took it to the bathroom with him. Looking in the mirror, his cheeks were
flushed and his lips a little red from kissing Percival over and over during
the ball. With flushed cheeks that bothered him, Newt splashed his face with
cold water. He took his time to take off his white tux, only to leave on his
dress shirt. He stared at himself in the mirror, his pale body covered by his
boxers and dress shirt. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Newt
left the bathroom.
He bumped into Percival in the kitchen of their hotel suite. Percival grabbed
him by the waist to keep the Omega grounded. Newt shivered when his felt
Percival’s fingers on his pale skin. The Omega started to blurt out words to
say sorry, but Percival just lightly pushed the fifteen-year-old against the
counter. With the Alpha buried in his neck, Newt went still, gripping the
counter.
“Percy, —” It was a name that they agreed on.
“Shh.” Percival just lightly started to kiss under Newt’s ear and Newt reached
up and pushed at the Alpha’s chest. He was shirtless and in his pants from the
wedding. Newt’s fingers were twitching, knees wobbling. However, Percival
didn’t budge and Newt whined. Newt didn’t know what he wanted and what he
didn’t want.
“I-I don’t know how to, —” The Omega was shaking. Newt’s fists lightly hit at
his Alpha’s chest and Percival came up from making marks on Newt’s neck.
“I’m sorry, I got carried away.” Percy panted and stepped away. Newt gasped at
the coldness when Percy took his warmth with him. Newt watched as Percy left
the kitchen and went into the bedroom. He followed.
The room was silent. Percival standing at the window, looking out and Newt
standing in the door way looking at his husbands naked back. Feeling cold and
wanting the warmth from earlier, Newt went up behind Percy and lightly touched
his shoulder blades. He could feel his cheeks redden when Percy turned and
grabbed him by the wrists.
“Tell me what you want.” Newt whined as his husband’s words. His knees buckled
and Percy caught him for the hundredth time that night. He buried his face in
Percy’s neck, his cheeks aflame.
“You.” Newt whimpered and Percy took it.
They moved to the bed, Newt pulling at Percival’s hair as they kissed. He felt
Percival’s hands all over his pale body and Newt lifted his hips unknowingly.
As an Omega, Newt produced a heated slick. It was heavy during his heat, but he
also produced it when he was aroused. Right now, he could feel it. It was
running down his thigh and through his boxers. He gasped when Percival pulled
away from the kiss and took in a deep breath. He watched Percy’s eyes flash a
quick Alpha red and he felt his husband’s grip tighten on his hip.
“T-this hasn’t happened before!” Newt cried and tried to pull away. He was used
to the slick during his heats, but this was different.
“Newt, it’s okay.” Percy grabbed Newt and sat on the bed, against the head
board, pulling his Omega into his lap. Newt let the man caress his body and rub
at his thighs. He thought he was going to fall into his heat early, but this
wasn’t the same as his heats. Percival explained Newt’s arousal with a slight
smile as Newt blushed.
“You’re just into me.” Percival teased. Newt gasped and buried his face into
Percival’s neck. The younger male felt Percival’s hand roam his body again,
gripping his boxers and Newt pulled away. He laid on the bed next to Percy and
waited. He watched as a smirk came upon Percy’s lips as his climbed on the
Omega. They moved slowly, Percival placing small marks continuously on the male
under him making them both moan. When Newt started to pull at is husband’s belt
unknowingly, he felt Percival grind his hips into his own.
“Percival…” He was breathless, the man on top of his shivering body was a god.
Newt didn’t know what to do with his hands, letting them fall to his sides
beside his hips where Percival was gripping. He heard Percival mumbled about
them wearing too many clothes and roughly pulling at Newt’s dress shirt,
ripping the top few buttons. With very little air between them, Newt gasped
loudly when Percy bit his lower lip, pulling at it. Reaching up, Newt touched
his burning lip with his fingertips, he listened to his Alpha as he apologized.
Newt let Percy take of his dress shirt, pulling it over his head and throwing
it somewhere in the room. He felt cold suddenly. His eyes closing and waiting.
“You’re so beautiful.” Percival mumbled against Newt’s lips. He listened as
Percy started to remove his belt. After what felt like ages, Percy moved slowly
to remove his pants, boxers and Newt’s boxers. They were under the covers, Newt
being warmed by his Alpha.
Newt was shivering in Percival’s arms as they kissed at a slow pace. He whined
when Percy moved down his body, kissing places that no one has ever touched.
Words caught in his throat, Newt wanted more. When he felt the lightest touch
to his slick leaking hole, Newt squeaked. He barely heard when Percival
chuckled.
The first finger slipped in deep. Newt could feel it. It felt smaller than the
dildo he was given, but warmer. He was burning, his chest heaving for air when
another finger breached his rim, taking all dignity with it. He planted his
feet on his bed, lifting his hips up, unknowingly begging for more. He was
granted with a third finger, definitely stretching him move than the dildo. He
whined Percy’s name and felt tears falling down the sides of his face, the
pleasure taking over. The pleasure was soon gone, Newt whimpering as Percy
removed his fingers.
“Please, d-don’t hurt me.” Percival was leaning over him, looking concerned at
Newt’s words. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Newt’s swollen lips.
“I could never.” He stated and Newt licked his burning lips. Percival grabbed
his legs and spread them, his leaking cock hitting his inner pale thighs.
Newt’s mouth fell open at the feeling and stared between them at his husbands
leaking tip. An Alpha cock was much bigger than an Omega one, obviously meant
for penetration.
Reaching up with weak arms, Newt wrapped his arms around his Alpha’s neck. He
felt Percy place his leaking tip to his slick hole, and pushing just a bit. It
breached his rim, making him gasp and pull at Percy’s hair. Newt wrapped his
legs around his Alpha, making him move forward. It hurt, but it was bearable.
Percy soon was balls deep in the Omega, both of them panting for air, placing
sloppy kisses on each other.
“So, tight.” The sound of the skin clapping against skin was obscene, along
with the wetness of Newt’s leaking hole that was currently being filled. Newt
looked anywhere but up at his Alpha afraid that he would disappear. He was
shaking with pleasure not caring about the whines falling from his swollen
mouth. His Omega cock was bouncing between them and leaking just as much as his
hole. He could feel Percy moving inside his no longer virgin hole and swelling.
Just when Newt thought about asking Percy to touch him, Percy moved slightly to
a different angle inside of him and thrusted harder. He hit something inside
him and his squeaked then whined loudly, scratching down Percy’s back. He
begged his Alpha to do it harder and he was granted his yearning. With the
swollen gland inside him being abused, Newt could feel a burning in his lower
stomach. He didn’t want it to be over.
“I’m going to knot you.” Percival was panting over him. Newt could only whimper
when he noticed the swelling of his husband’s knot. As it became larger,
Percy’s slowed and started a dirty grind into Newt. He could feel it, it was
going to end. Newt let his hands fall from Percy’s hair and down to the covers
to grip them between his fingers. He whined and arched against the man over him
as his orgasmed spilling between them with Percival slowly grinding into him,
rubbing his swelling knot on his prostate.
Percy went down right after Newt, groaning into the Omega’s neck and stilling,
filling up Newt with his burning come. With his knot still buried in Newt, he
grabbed the limp and tired male and rolled over. Newt whimpered slightly at the
new position, him laying across Percy’s chest, coming down from his high.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No…”
“Good.”
Newt listened to Percival’s heart beat slow, coming down from an orgasm. He
felt full to the brim with his husband’s come and shivered. Percival wrapped
his arms around Newt, pulling the covers over both of them. Newt then fell
asleep, not caring about any mess.
 
At age sixteen, Newt was a red haired freckled parent of his and Percival’s
first child; a little girl with black hair and flushed skin. She was born ten
months after their wedding, taking a whole month for Newt to become pregnant
after being mounted when Percival would come home from work, before they went
to bed, and sometimes in the morning before his husband would leave for the
day. She was a ball of happiness, making Percival one too.
“Let’s go to the Zoo today.” Percival had little Poppy in his arms.
“I’ll go anywhere with you.”
End Notes
     wrote this at 3am for three nights
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