[ He smile spreads out against Hermann's skin, and Newt is surprised at just how those words make his chest flutter and ache. It's more than a compliment--it's a reassurance. It's a reaffirmation of their friendship and respect for each other; Hermann, his hero, his supporter, his Drift Partner. He blinks away the look of awe that's frozen on his face and then Newt's unfastening Hermann's belt and the front of his pants. ]
You're the only one I need that kind of respect from, Hermann. Everyone else can take their opinions and shove it.
[ Working the pants and Hermann's underwear down, supporting Hermann's hips and lower back as he lifts them, Newt nips, teeth scraping at the sharp jut of a hipbone. Hermann's skin is pale and the little bite marks remain. He lingers there a moment, hot breath against warm, smooth skin, and eases Hermann's hips back down to the mattress as the pants slide down his thighs. Then he's trailing a series of kisses up from the knee along the inside of Hermann's left leg as he divests him of his pants completely.]
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You're the only one I need that kind of respect from, Hermann. Everyone else can take their opinions and shove it.
[ Working the pants and Hermann's underwear down, supporting Hermann's hips and lower back as he lifts them, Newt nips, teeth scraping at the sharp jut of a hipbone. Hermann's skin is pale and the little bite marks remain. He lingers there a moment, hot breath against warm, smooth skin, and eases Hermann's hips back down to the mattress as the pants slide down his thighs. Then he's trailing a series of kisses up from the knee along the inside of Hermann's left leg as he divests him of his pants completely.]