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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Fantastic_Beasts_and_Where_to_Find_Them_(Movies)
  Relationship:
      Newt_Scamander/Centaurs
  Additional Tags:
      slight_dub-con, Underage_-_Freeform, maybe_beastiality?, It_depends_on
      how_you_think_of_centaurs
  Collections:
      Fantastic_Beasts_Kink_Meme_Collection
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      Published: 2017-01-29 Words: 2053
****** Not just the wolves are howling tonight ******
by Anonymous
Summary
     Newt never cared much about danger when it came to learning about the
     creatures at Hogwarts, now he wants to know about the creatures
     beyond the walls of the castle.
Notes
     Here's the link to the original prompt : http://fantasticbeasts-
     kinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/1184.html?thread=1106080#cmt1106080
The woods had always interested Newt. Everyone always told him that it was
dangerous, that he would die if he dared to go into it, but it didn't scare
him. The noises that came out of it at night, and the stories he heard, they
only strengthened his curiosity.
When one day a centaur accidentally ventured onto Hogwarts grounds, and Newt
caught a glance of him, he made a decision. He had to get to know them better.
He had to meet them. He spent the day in the library, trying to learn about
them and ignoring everything that said they were dangerous. He didn't care.
When night came, Newt snuck out with a large basket, full of things he had
brought as offerings for the centaurs. He just wanted to observe them, become
friendly with them even.
Newt followed the tracks from the centaur for who knows how long, before he
finally heard voices and stopped, peaking around a tree. He could see the
centaurs now, and taking a deep breath, he advanced forward again, until he was
close enough to be heard when he spoke.
"E-excuse me" Newt said, starting to shake just a little when all of the
centaurs looked at him. There were about nine of them, and all of them towered
over Newt. Newt guessed they were all seven feet tall, and Newt hadn't even
reached six feet tall yet.
"Are you lost, little one?" One of the centaurs asked, stepping towards Newt
Newt shook his head slowly "no" he murmured, before clearing his throats and
speaking up "I came to find you" he explained
The centaurs all glanced at each other before laughing
"And why would you do that?" The same centaur who had spoken before asked
"I would like to know more about you. I.. I want to be your friend" Newt said,
looking around nervously.
The centaur took a couple long steps until he was in front of Newt "for what
purpose?" He asked
Newt smiled and dug in his basket before handing the centaur his notebook "I've
been researching creatures, I want to know about all of them.. I don't believe
that they're all a bad as people say"
Before the centaurs could talk again Newt spoke quickly
"Not that you're anything like the creatures at the castle! I know you have
human intelligence, but you're still misunderstood in my opinion and if I could
I would like to help change that one day" he explained quickly, pulling the
gifts he had brought out of his bag an handing them over in exchange for his
notebook.
"These are for you" he said, handing over the packages of herbs he knew
centaurs used, ones that were hard to find in the woods. There were also some
treats, things he hoped they would enjoy eating.
After looking over the gifts they all smiled, and another centaur stepped
forward to touch Newts hair gently
"Well wasn't that nice of you? Of course you can stay with us for the night,
little one" he said
Newt was led to a larger clearing where they all sat. The centaurs ate while
Newt wrote down small things in his notebook, seeming to be enjoying himself.
Some of the centaurs played with him, pinning him down or tickling him.
They all crowded around him soon though, and one handed Newt what looked to be
a small cookie with a flower on it
"Please try it, it's one of our favourites" he said, smiling as Newt took the
food
Newt didn't know what the flower was, and he should know better than to take
food from strangers, but it would be rude, so he took it even though he hadn't
seen any of the centaurs eating one earlier. Newt ate it quickly and was
pleasantly surprised
"It's yummy" he said, hearing chuckles around him.
"Why don't you tell us about yourself? We didn't hear your name yet" the
centaur who gave him the cookie said
"It's Newt. I'm almost sixteen, a Hufflepuff" he giggled, pointing to his
yellow and black scarf "I-I wanna work with magical creatures one day, I'm not
sure how to yet though" he shrugged
He kept speaking, not noticing how his words got a little slower, in fact,
everything g he did got a little slower, a little fuzzier. It didn't feel bad,
in fact, he felt a little happier.
"Newt" one centaur said, getting the young boy to look up at him "we don't let
just anyone be our friend, you know. You might have to do something for us"
Newt smiled "oh, well I'll do anything. I'm having a good time" he said
The centaurs, proving a great deal of strength all lifted him and passed him
around then, going slowly and yet it made Newt dizzy. Each of them took turns
kissing him, making his mouth shiny and a little more pink.
He enjoyed it, and would happily do more of it if this was what would make them
friends.
Newt had never been kissed before, and he giggled the whole time, blushing as
they showed him how to do it properly. When he was lifted next, he was off the
ground for a lot longer, before he was placed on a rock. He was laying on his
stomach, but his legs still hung down, leaving him bent but not uncomfortable,
like he was laying across a table.
He felt hands pinching at his thighs and he grinned, squirming a little "what
are you doing?" He asked, distracted enough from the pinching and what the
cookie had done to him that he didn't hear the mutters of 'I should go first',
'Can't wait to get inside him', and 'will it even fit? He's so tiny' from the
centaurs.
"We're going to play a little, Newt. It will feel good. Doesn't that sound
nice? You'll be making all of us feel good, and then we can really be friends"
a centaur explained
Newt nodded slowly "that sounds nice" he agreed, squeaking in surprise when his
pants and underwear were suddenly pulled down.
The truth was, Newt didn't have much of a say in the matter anymore, but it
would be easier if he wanted it too.
"There we go" a centaur hummed, lifting Newt and touching his cock for a moment
to move it, so it was no longer trapped between the boy's stomach and the rock
and was instead hanging down like his legs were.
Nobody had ever touched Newt there, and it made him whine softly. He almost
jumped out of his skin when a strong hand started petting over his balls and
his cock, seeming almost loving with how light the touch was.
Someone else rubbed his back and shushed him quietly "be still, little one.
You're going to like this just as much as we will"
Newt nodded, still feeling a little fuzzy. He still had to be held down at
first when a couple fingers slipped into him, eased by a lube that the centaurs
made with plants. Whatever Newt had eaten earlier that made him feel fuzzy also
seemed to block out the pain, and the thought that they had given him something
to make him comfortable made him smile.
When they were up to four fingers Newt whimpered, shaking his head "n-no more
will fit" he gasped
The centaur behind him chuckled "yes it will. Trust me. You're going to have to
take a lot more" he hummed
They seemed to ignore any protests from Newt from then on, continuing to press
fingers into him until the base of the centaurs hand slipped inside of him
Newt cried out, but instead of trying to squirm again he just leaned farther
against the hand that was now cupping his cheek
"It's gonna rip.. I-I can't" he mumbled, sounding scared
"Oh, no baby, you're doing so good. We would never hurt you. You're not ripping
at all. Once you get used to this it'll feel so good" the centaur said,
slipping more of his forearm into Newt.
This continued for a while until Newt was stretched out. The centaur pulled his
arm out and suddenly nothing was filling Newt anymore.
Newt whined, feeling awfully exposed until he was distracted by other centaurs
backing away and then hooves landing next to his head on the rock. Newt giggled
a little, thinking that they might be playing again like they had earlier until
something bumped his thigh and then pressed against his hole. It became obvious
in a moment what it was and Newt tried not to tense up as the flared head
pressed into him. He had never thought about what a centaurs cock would look
like, but it was now apparent that it was the same as a horses.
Newt kept mumbling for a while, saying that something was going to rip while
other comforted him. In a turn of events though, once the centaur started
thrusting Newt moaned, getting more into it as he adjusted.
Every other thought disappeared then, and he let himself enjoy it, hearing the
various wolf whistles and lewd comments from the other centaurs.
Newt had never been fucked, and he came almost embarrassingly quick, squirming
slightly and whining, but this didn't stop the centaur, who kept trusting until
a few minutes later he came, filling Newt with what felt like buckets of cum.
Most of it spilled out down his thighs, and Newt lifted his head with an easy
smile, finally catching his breath
"S-so.. we can be friends now?" He asked
The centaur who had fucked him laughed "well, that wouldn't be fair, would it?
If only I got to feel good. Don't you think you should do the same for the
others? You liked that, didn't you?"
Newt nodded, already craving that feeling again. "Y-yes" he agreed
The rest of the night was spent in much the same manner. Newt got filled over
and over again, some even using his mouth even though that was harder. Newt
mostly resorted to just licking them, giggling shyly when they covered his face
in their thick cum.
The centaurs never hurt him, an in fact Newt just wanted more. He liked being
stuck under their warm bodies, or when they tried to get him to take even more
of them inside of him. Their cocoa had to be as long as his arm, and they
couldn't quite all get in, but he liked the feeling of being absolutely
stuffed.
He had only heard whispers about sex in Hogwarts, a very taboo subject, and
nobody ever talked about boys getting fucked. Newt wondered if they knew how
good it felt, and the idea that no boy at school could fill him like this made
him upset. He wondered if this had to only be a one time thing.
Eventually they twisted him in a way where he could be getting fucked and be
licking one of them at the same time, and that was Newts favourite.
His mind drifted, and he could almost imagine a life where this was all he did.
Where he was just there to make them feel good, where they just kept him around
as a toy. He had something bigger on the horizon, but he let himself live in
that fantasy for a few hours. He imagined that he wasn't allowed to leave, that
his only purpose was to get filled and they would remind him of that every day.
When the sun was coming up they let him walk around, teasing him for the little
pouch his stomach had developed from him being so full of their cum.
Newt only grinned at their teasing, feeling very sleepy, spent, and sensitive
all over. He barely felt it when they washed him in the lake, dressed him again
and put him on one of their backs. They got him back to Hogwarts in time, but
Newt skipped his classes that day, spending the day sleeping instead.
When he woke up that afternoon he found that his notebook had been filled in
with pages upon pages of information on centaurs in a handwriting that wasn't
his own.
Despite having what he had wanted from them, he made plans to find the centaurs
again soon.
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