(A/n): Warning, this is a short one, but it's just a little fluff I wrote for my friend to explain how to be dominant during a kiss (long story), and I thought I'd post it here.

"So," Newt smiled coyly. "What're we going to do while we wait for Fry's dinner?"

"I don't know," I replied lightly. "Whatever you want works with me."

"Alright then," he smirked. "How about this?"

In a split second, he had stepped closer so that his face was only inches away from mine, his breath tickling my lips. He slowly, teasingly, stroked my cheek with his finger, dragging it along the contour of my cheekbone and bringing it down to my pink lips.

I breathed out shakily. "How about what?"

"Impatient much?" He teased, but before I could retort or even laugh, he had me shoved against the wall, his hips pressing into mine. I squeaked in surprise, my eyes widening as, in one fluid motion, he grabbed both of my wrists in one hand and pinned them against the wall above my head.

"Oh," I whimpered, my body on fire. "That."

He smirked again, his lips whispering tauntingly in front of me.

"Yes, that." His husky voice sent shivers down my back.

"What else?" I asked, my voice almost begging.

His free hand trailed slowly from my waist up the side of my body until it rested flat on the wall beside my head. Our eyes stayed glued together every moment, increasing my trembling of excitement.

Then, before I could ask again what was next, Newt smashed his lips onto mine, dropping my hands and allowing me to place them in his hair. My fingers wrapped around his brown curls tightly, desperately. His hands wandered to my hips, resting there naturally.

Newt pressed his body against mine, keeping me against the wall helplessly, still continuing to kiss me passionately and roughly. I kissed back fervently, wanting more of this confident Newt.

"Newt," I mumbled his name through the kiss.

"Yes, love?" One of his hands found its way into my hair, caressing it and then sliding down to hold my flushed cheek. He pulled away from the kiss, taking a step back.

"No, no!" I exclaimed, my hands flying up to his shoulders, trying to pull him back down for another kiss. "Don't stop!"

Newt's lips stretched into a smug smile, "If you insist."

I nodded happily, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down for a deep kiss.

With a growl, Newt grabbed my waist and pressed me against the wall again, turning the kiss into another aggressive display of affection. Without warning, he placed his hands on the backs of my thighs and lifted me up, never breaking the kiss.

I squealed again, letting out a small giggle of surprise and wrapped my legs around his waist. My hands rested in his hair once again, keeping his head close to mine. I felt Newt smile into the kiss.

'What a girl,' he thought happily.

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