He released Hermann's wrist as he pulled back from the kiss and Newt squirmed, flushed, on the sheets, anxious for more.

"Fuck yes." As much as he loved Hermann's body and bare skin, he didn't want to wait. Sex immediately after their wedding had been more slow and tender than Newt would have anticipated (but then he was very much to blame for that, too--he wanted to make love to Hermann), not that he was complaining. But urgent, raunchy, debauched...that was fun too, and this kind of thing seemed to prove effective at persuading Hermann.

He straightened out the costume a bit.

"Unless I'm just that resistable."