Then we are dead.

[newtralize]

And we are together in 'other' New York.
Which is both heaven and hell,
And we have coffee, and ice cream
And aching hearts.

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[newtralize]

You make me sound like a bad influence, you know.

[He lets out a breathless laugh at that. Newt would never consider himself someone that can influence others, but that was because he found that most people didn't really care for him in any capacity.

Graves was different, he thinks. The other had a presence and had a certain amount of authority in just his being and that in itself was rather exciting. Despite their height differences (with him being taller); the other had a certain aura. Perhaps the other was intimidating, but he just found it exciting.] You don't bring Mr. Graves to the bed? [It comes out almost like a low purr.

Maybe he's being a bit too playful, but they're in Grave's office in the MACUSA building, so he might as well.

Maybe the other was still testing the waters, but Newt had all but admitted to his preference to men and he was pinned against his boss' desk. He wraps his arms around Percival's neck to drag him into a kiss. Needy. Passionate.]