Quote: "Why would I want a fresh new wine when I have a mature vintage of my very own?" from season 5 of Wild At Heart. Aka the best TV series on Earth.

Mild language warning and heavily implied smut.

Thank you to LeTeiiEscribe for proofreading/editing this for me.

As usual I own nothing but the plot. I'm sorry it's been so long, blame my editor for being busy xD and I promise Absence chapter 14 is coming.

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Knock, knock.

It was nearing the end of the working day, after a reasonably long week, and Head Auror Tina Scamander was reading the last few case files for the day to send to her boss, Head of Magical Law Enforcement (and her brother-in-law) Theseus Scamander. There was a light knock on her door that made her look up from the files in surprise; there was barely ten minutes left of the day and so it was a wonder to why anyone would have the need to see her. She neatened her files and called, "Come in!"

The department's new, young (and dare she say it, quite classically handsome) Auror, Jackson Buckthorn, almost swaggered into Tina's office. He was tall with tousled dark hair and equally dark eyes, so Tina could see why a lot of the younger (and older) female Aurors – including the married ones - couldn't stop staring at him. Even the men looked at him with a hint of jealousy. While she understood their attraction to him – for he was also very charismatic and charming (reminding Tina of Achilles Tolliver. She also strongly suspected that he also reminded Newt of Achilles Tolliver, which was why he hated him) – Tina was never one to become flustered over any remotely attractive man that was not her husband. Although that hadn't stopped Newt glaring at Buckthorn over Tina's shoulder when he had visited her at work to bring her lunch, making sure Buckthorn was watching when he kissed his wife goodbye.

Buckthorn started in the department at the beginning of the week, having completed his Auror training the previous week. Like any young, inexperienced Auror, he had a tendency to be reckless and make rash decisions, but Tina could definitely empathise with that. Otherwise, he seemed to be a dedicated and skilled member of her team. Obviously, she had played a huge part in his training and could tell that the young Auror was desperate to impress her.

She looked up at the young man, dressed in the usual Auror's uniform of a suit and long coat. She smiled pleasantly. "How can I help you, Buckthorn?"

"Please, call me Jackson." He spoke with a deep, smooth voice with a sharp English accent that was most definitely posh ("Probably from Buckinghamshire or something, the posh twat." Newt had said. This statement had led Tina to remind him that he also sounded posh, which in turn had gained her a lecture on which English counties constituted being 'posh'. Tina remembered this and had to stop herself laughing by pretending to cough lightly into her hand). He stepped closer to Tina's desk but didn't sit. Moreover, Tina had no intention of asking him to sit. "Okay, Jackson, what is your business in my office?" Tina asked him, not unkindly.

He smiled charmingly, with a full set of perfect white teeth. Too perfect for Tina's liking. "I was just interested to know how I've done on my first week, Head Auror Scamander."

No way was she going to ask him to call her by her first name. She chuckled. "You know I can't give you that information."

"It's not some sort of big secret, is it?" a rich laugh vibrated in his throat, and Tina was frustrated that she did find it quite attractive.

"No, I was actually going to meet with you about it on Monday," Tina said truthfully, attempting to dismiss him. She wanted to get rid of him so she could go home, where her husband was inevitably waiting for her with a large glass of wine and a home-cooked meal.

"I see, I see. If I took you out for dinner tomorrow evening, would you be willing to divulge?"

Tina blinked at him, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me," he said, still smiling.

"Jackson. I am almost old enough to be your mother. And I'm certain that my husband wouldn't be too impressed." She lifted her left hand up so her gold wedding band and her engagement ring were visible to emphasise her point.

"Well, he doesn't have to know, does he?" his voice was still very smooth and charming. Any other woman than Tina would've already fallen for it.

Tina laughed incredulously. "So you expect me to lie to my husband of 15 years and the father of my children, to go on a dinner date with one of my very new Aurors who's more than half my age?"

"Well, when you put it like that it makes me sound like I'm trying to wreck your marriage."

"Are you?" Tina leaned forward towards him, meeting his eyes, challenging him.

"Of course not."

"I don't believe you."

He almost looked offended as he scoffed, "Excuse me?"

"Jackson, to make a good Auror, you need to be a better liar than that. You also need to know better than to hit on a very happily married woman who is also your boss."

That got him. But he didn't lose that charming smile. "Well, let me know if you want a younger man who can give you a whole lot more if you catch my drift."

Tina stood up and gave another incredulous laugh. She smirked, unable to help herself as she leant on the desk, closer to him. With a low voice that was almost a whisper, she spoke, "Oh, you have no idea of the things that go on in my bedroom, Jackson." When he said nothing, she added, "Now, if you're not going to flirt with me anymore, get out of my office."

Buckthorn turned and walked to the door, but before walking through it he looked back over his shoulder and said,completely unfazed by her previous statement. "Offer still stands, Tina."

"That's Head Auror Scamander to you. And it's never gonna happen, Buckthorn. Out." She waved him away and he walked out, looking slightly rebuffed but not as if he was going to give up any time soon.

"I'm home!" Tina called as she closed and locked the front door behind her.

Her husband entered the hallway as she was removing her coat. "Hello, my love." He pressed a sweet kiss to her lips before taking her coat from her. "Good day?"

"Not too bad. An interesting end to the day though."

Newt looked intrigued, "Oh?"

As Tina took her shoes off, she said, "I'll tell you over dinner. Which, as usual, smells amazing."

"Why thank you." he responded, kissing the top of her head and taking her hand to lead her to the food.

"Wine, my dear?" he asked as they sat across from each other at the dining table.

"Silly question," Tina giggled and held up her glass, which he filled with Cabernet Sauvignon.

After filling his own glass, he raised it, "To another successful week."

Tina smiled, "Cheers."

They clinked glasses before taking a sip and tucking in. Tina was, as she always was when she returned home from work, ravenous. On the menu tonight was a traditional English beef casserole, of Newt's mother's own recipe. And it was to die for.

Between mouthfuls, Newt asked, "So what made the end of your day so interesting?"

Tina smirked. "Jackson Buckthorn came and visited me in my office."

Newt looked up, "What the hell did that obnoxious prick want?"

Tina laughed, "Why do you hate him so much?"

"I don't trust men that all women are obsessed with."

"So you don't trust your brother then?" Tina didn't mention the fact that Newt had legions of female fans himself, a fact which he still wasn't entirely comfortable with, even though Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them was now on its 5th edition.

Newt laughed, almost spilling his wine. "I do question it sometimes." After taking the intended sip of wine he added, "So what did he want?"

Tina had to stifle a laugh, knowing what her husband's reaction would be. "He asked me out."

Newt froze. "He did what?"

"You heard me. He asked me out. To dinner."

Now her husband grinned, "What did you say?"

Tina smirked again. "Oh, I'm meeting him tomorrow night. Hope you don't mind."

The look on Newt's face was priceless. Eyebrows raised, staring at her in disbelief with a hint of betrayal.

Tina laughed out loud then. "Oh, honey, I'm just messing with you. The look on your face!" Her husband visibly relaxed and once her laughter had subsided she continued, "Of course I turned him down." Before downing the rest of her wine in one mouthful.

"Glad to hear." Newt, who was blushing a bit, sent their plates, cutlery and glasses to the sink with a flick of his wand. He then gently took his wife's hand, leading her to the sofa, where he wrapped an arm around her waist and held her close.

She laid her head on his shoulder, "Why would I want a fresh new wine when I have a mature vintage of my very own?" she asked, giving him a quick kiss.

"Hmm, good save," he replied, kissing the top of her head where she'd replaced it on his shoulder. They spent a while wrapped in a comfortable silence, enjoying one another's company as Newt asked, "Did he say anything else?"

Tina laughed again. "He basically told me to let him know if I wanted a younger man for better sex." She said bluntly and turned her head to watch her husband's face.

This time though, he was smirking. "Oh did he now?"

"Uh-huh."

Newt moved so he was leaning against Tina's forehead and she could feel his warm breath on her lips. His voice was that low, husky, sexy tone that never failed to drive Tina mad. "This old man's still got it, you know."

Tina grinned. "Oh yeah?" She teased, wrapping her arms around his neck. She leaned as if she was going to kiss him and then whispered, her lips brushing his, "Prove it."

He didn't say anything else, just kissed her deeply, pushing her back into the sofa. Upon breaking for air Tina added, "Upstairs, though. I know the kids are at Hogwarts, but the bed has so much more room."

Newt murmured his agreement before standing and lifting her so her legs were wrapped around his waist with his hands running up her thighs, and carried her upstairs.

Just before they reached their bedroom, Tina tangled her fingers tightly in her husband's hair just the way he liked it, leaned close to his lips again and murmured, still smirking, "Newt?"

"Hmm?"

"Do whatever you want with me. Make me scream."

Newt looked surprised but also delighted at her request. "As you wish, Mrs Scamander." Before kicking their bedroom door open and quickly slamming it shut again behind them.

Do with that ending what you will xD

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