Prompts: Praise-kink | Body Swap | Aphrodisiacs | Incest
Rape/Non-Con, Underage
Chapter tags: Newt Scamander/Theseus Scamander, Sibling Incest, Extremely Underage, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Cuddling & Snuggling, Manipulation, Praise Kink, Kissing
Theseus has his baby brother all to himself. Everything in his life is falling into place, and oh, this is the cherry on top of it all.
He has another three weeks before he starts at the ministry, and what better way to spend it than with his family, home for the summer one last time?
His parents had been glad to have him – his mother especially – but tonight it’s just him and Newt. After much reassuring from Theseus that he really didn’t mind, not one bit, his mother and father had left for a two day business trip to London.
And Theseus really doesn’t mind. Not one bit.
He couldn’t possibly mind taking care of Newt, because Newt is lovely. He’s clever and excitable and delicate in his own way, so compassionate and curious about the world. So small, and so soft. He looks just like an angel with those big, blue eyes of his.
And the best part is, Newt adores his big brother.
Theseus makes Newt a very special mug of hot cocoa, smiling when his eyes light up at the treat. After he’s drunk it all down Theseus puts on the radio and Newt happily accepts the invitation to climb into his lap, snuggling down against him with the unselfconsciousness only a child possesses.
It’s impossible to concentrate on the radio with Newt’s warm body pressed so close to him, squirming every now and then to get comfortable. Theseus wraps his arms around him, prompting a happy sound from Newt, and buries his nose in his soft, clean hair. He smells like childhood, and it’s intoxicating.
Theseus knows he has to move slowly until the drug takes effect – he doesn’t want to frighten Newt, and the last thing he wants is to spend the evening consoling a crying six-year-old. So he starts carefully, just rubbing a hand up and down Newt’s back, getting him accustomed to the touch before letting his fingertips find the strip of exposed skin where his shirt has ridden up. Newt giggles like it tickles, so Theseus presses his palm flat to give him a deeper touch.
It isn’t long before his breathing becomes shallow, and he starts to squirm like he just can’t sit still. “‘M too hot, Thes,” he mumbles, and god, could he be any more perfect?
“Yeah? Okay baby, c’mere.” Theseus shifts Newt on his lap, sitting him upright so he can get to his shirt buttons. “Let’s cool you off a bit.”
Newt lets himself be undressed, too young to know he shouldn’t. His eyes are glassy, his rosy cheeks brightly flushed, and when Theseus gets his shirt off he sucks in a breath to see how that flush extends all the way to his tiny, pink nipples.
Now that he’s gotten a taste he just needs to see more, and he makes Newt move so he can strip his pants and underwear off too, leaving him with a lapful of naked little boy.
“Baby, you’re beautiful.” He means it. Theseus takes it all in; his body is still chubby with baby fat, everything so small and just the right size to fit in Theseus’ hands. His lips, so plump and inviting. His little hands, grasping at Theseus’ shirt. And god, his tiny cock standing up proud between his legs.
Newt follows his gaze, and he frowns. “Why’s it doing that?”
“Because you’re happy,” Theseus answers, unable to pry his eyes away. “Here, see? Mine is too.”
Curiously Newt looks to Theseus’ crotch, taking in the growing bulge there. With a little encouragement he reaches out one hand to feel it, and Theseus hisses through his teeth.
He’s had enough. He quickly shucks off his own clothes, keeping Newt as close as he can while he does it, bringing him in to lay skin to skin against his chest, his baby brother settled right over his dick.
“That’s it, you’re such a good boy.”
Newt is quickly losing the plot, Theseus can tell. His breathing is quick, head lolling against Theseus’ shoulder as he mumbles something with those cute lips, arms draped limply around his neck.
Theseus can scarcely decide where to start. He squeezes Newt’s round bottom, fingers digging into the flesh, but he can’t ignore that sweet little mouth – Newt is drooling a little, his lips glistening, and Theseus quickly yields to the temptation they offer. He can’t pass up the opportunity to take his little brother’s first kiss.
Newt doesn’t know what to do when Theseus’ lips meet his own, but eventually Theseus coaxes his way inside that little mouth. He tastes so good, and Theseus swallows down each little whimper, he suckles on his lips, presses his tongue deep inside, exploring him and savoring every moment.
His cock twitches against Newt, and he thanks the stars for giving him such a perfect baby brother.
Mercurial Tenacity 