Жар погони✿ Art by: Sssilkworms 「https://twitter.com/275boxes/status/1076740040489873408/photo/1」 - — — — — — — — — — — — “Stay,” Percival mumbled against Newt’s lips. He dipped down and pressed his mouth to Newt’s jaw, sucking on his neck, and Newt inhaled sharply and let his head fall backwards, one hand coming up to grip the back of Percival’s shirt. “Stay,” Percival said. He kissed Newt’s chin, and then the other side of his neck, and then kissed a line down to his collarbone, punctuating each one with, “Stay, stay…” “Okay,” Newt said, his voice breathless. Percival felt fingers on his chin, tilting his head up to look into Newt’s eyes, which were wide and shining. His lips were red and already swollen, but there was a smile spreading across his face. “I’ll stay,” he said. “Merlin, Percival, you only needed to ask. There wasn’t a need for theatrics.” - — — — — — — — — — — —