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pinkykats-place · 2 years

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Slytherin Character x Hufflepuff Reader

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Some contain mature content.

Readers are paired w/ Slytherin characters.

Mostly female readers. Art not mine.

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Sly Slytherin

Blaise Zabini x puff!Reader

Summary: According to Fred and George, a certain Slytherin keeps on giving you weird looks.

The Slytherin Smiles

Blaise Zabini x female!puff!Reader

studying.

pansy parkinson x female!puff!Reader

My Tutor

Tom Riddle x female!puff!Reader

Summary: Reader is at risk of failing her potions class, and she has to ace her next test in order to pass the class. She thinks that getting a perfect score on her next test is impossible, but when a certain dark-haired Slytherin offers his aid, she finds hope.

What she doesn't know is that Tom Riddle is not helping her because he wants her to pass the class. He is helping her because he has been looking for an opportunity to seduce her for months.

And when he finds it, he takes it.

love is sour grapes

theodore nott x hufflepuff!reader

Synopsis: “Uhm— would you like to—"

He turned to me calmly, the rest of his appearance devoid of emotions.

"—go out sometimes?" I finished. "As a Date?"

One, two, three beats passes and all Theodore did was look at me. No answer. No emotions. No words. Nothing.

Dance with me

Theo Nott x female!puff!Reader

Summary: At Theodore Nott’s annual birthday ball the two of you take a liking to each other.

His Hufflepuff

Theodore Nott x female!puff!Reader

Summary: You were known as the sweetest Hufflepuff at Hogwarts, from tutoring students to being Madam Pomfrey's helper, you were constantly busy you liked it that way... Theodore Nott - The Slytherin Prefect, you had caught his attention, and everyone knows Theodore Nott never gives up on something or someone he wants.

yellow matches green

Theo Nott x female!hufflepuff!Reader

summary: Theodore Nott gets insecure over everyone disliking him and readers relationship because it’s a hufflepuff and a slytherin relationship. He doesn’t think of himself as enough but hufflepuff here wants to show him his worth.

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randommultifandomrants · 4 days

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Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

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hoaxriot · 2 months

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DELICATE

pairings. theodore nott x fem!reader

synopsis. a night with the group makes you realize how much you want theo to be yours.

notes. this is a modern au!

it was a regular weekend for you, everyone was sat in draco’s living room playing a game surrounding the table as everyone sat on the floor. of course you were sat by theo, your best friend since you could remember.

draco and blaise were currently yelling at each other or more of draco yelling at blaise that he was cheating. everyone held their cards in their hands watching the duo. you turned to theo who was leaning against the couch to see he was already looking at you.

he smiled at you, you took your chance to lean back on the couch beside him. he followed your every movement until you turned to him again, “how long do you think this will go on for?” he whispered into your ear since he was that close.

laughing quietly at his words you looked back to the two, “i don’t even know, last time it felt like hours.” you smiled before turning back to him, swearing you saw him glance at your lips before returning his eyes to yours.

you couldn’t remember the time when you felt different about him or when it became so hard to sit this close to him without thinking about kissing theo.

he also couldn’t remember— he actually could. he had a crush on you when the two of you were kids but it faded away through time until it came by one night when you were sleeping over at his house.

“okay, we’re calling it a night.” draco randomly said, both of you turned towards the two. “he’s only saying that because he’s losing.” blaise said earning a punch from draco causing everyone to laugh putting their cards down and standing up.

everyone said their goodbyes to each other getting in their cars, except for astoria who was staying with her boyfriend of course.

“what are you doing, theo?” you laughed as he started to walk with you, since you only lived on the other side of dracos house you only walked around the neighborhood to his house.

“walking you home.” theo shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal, it wasn’t until you didn’t see his car in dracos driveway.

looking back and forth between him and the house you wondered if he walked here, theo lived a little farther from you.

“did you walk here?” you questioned continuing to stand in your spot, theo walked towards you, “no, i took a cab.. can i stay with you tonight?” he grabbed your hand intertwining your hands, making you walk.

“of course.” you simply said, looking down at your hands. it wasn’t unusual. theo had always been touchy with you and as you grew it got worse, he always had to have some contact with you. when you asked him he responded with ‘you bring me comfort.” you had to turn away so he wouldn’t see the blush on your face.

the walk to your home was quiet besides the sound of your footsteps crunching on the ground, or the subtle sounds of cars passing by or when theo brought out a cigarette lighting it.

once you two arrived at your house, theo put out his cigarette. he held onto your hand as you opened your door until you both took off your shoes. he followed you into the kitchen where you were beginning to grab food from your pantry.

“want an—“ you were about to question him until turning around to see him tight in front of you, looking down at you. he smirked when he noticed you stopping your words. theo moved his hand to brush the hair out of your face tucking it behind your ear.

“theo..” whispering his name made his knees almost go weak, he whispered your name back as his heart hadn’t been beating out his chest, he hoped you couldn’t hear it.

he leaned down bringing his forehead against yours, you could feel his heavy breaths right against your face. was this real?

“i really want to kiss you, right now. i’ve been wanting to all night since you walked in with that pretty outfit on.” you felt your knees going weak at every word he spoke, leaning yourself against the counter. theo felt you do that causing him to turn his body in front of you all the way putting his hands around you on the counter, locking you in.

“please.” theo sighed at your words leaning down softly to capture your lips. your body relaxed fully as he brought his hands to the side your neck. you could taste the cigarette on his lips and the cherry from the snacks he was eating throughout the night.

the two of you pulled away for air with heavy breaths, you stared into each other’s eyes for however long, you didn’t really know. you were secretly pinching yourself.

“love, what are you doing?” theo had noticed you pinching the top of your thigh, he chuckled lightly when your eyebrows furrowed. he pointed his head downwards.

“nothing, what are you doing?” you questioned him remembering what just happened.

“just what i’ve been wanting to do for a while.” theo shrugged casually making you scoff lightly. there was no way this was actually happening, you studied his face as his hand stayed on the side of your face. his touch was soft as you searched for something in his eyes, you started to wonder what it would be like for him to be yours.

not thinking about it you leaned off the counter grabbing the back of his neck to bring him to your height, he smirked once your lips collided again.

this is all you’ve ever wanted and it was happening, he groaned when your fingers tugged at his hair, you smiled into the kiss when you heard it.

right now you were thinking about bringing him up to your room but that was too fast so you pulled away, he chased your lips with a laugh as he put his hand in the crook of your neck.

“um- do you want any food?” you questioned with a smile on your face, you felt him laugh onto your skin. your hands stayed on his neck waiting for an answer.

“yeah, but i’ll make it. i know you wanna shower.” theo pulled away from your neck turning you around after he kissed your lips lightly, you smiled turning away towards the stairs. turning around before walking all the way up to see him looking at you with a smile, a true smile.

theo watched you disappear up the stairs with a loving look, as you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face.

#harry potter #theodore nott #theodore nott x you #theodore nott x reader #draco malfoy #blaise zabini #theo nott #theodore nott x fem!reader

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mrsriddlenott · 8 months

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CAN U WRITE SOME MATTHEO RIDDLE SMUT?! I GOT AN IDEA!! The (fem) reader obsessed with mattheos abs arms viens hands- anyways- they’re making out in her dorm and she starts dry humping him and eventually c0ckw@arming Mattheo for litteraly hours on end and her skirt covers them up but they’re hanging out with their friends the whole time-

~ Patience ~

[masterlist][Pt2]

Bf!Mattheo Riddle x Fem!reader

Thank you for the idea I’ve been wanting to do something like this so I hope you enjoy it🥰☺️

Warnings:Dom Sub Dynamics, Cockwarming,Orgasm Denial(?),Exhibitionism,Smut.

As soon as the bathroom door opened your eyes started roaming your boyfriend’s beautifully sculpted body as you unknowingly began chewing on your bottom lip, letting your eyes follow the drops of water trailing through the line between his abs.

“See something you like Pretty Girl?” Mattheo chuckled as he strutted out of the bathroom in only a towel. You lightly hummed at his words as your eyes traveled down his prominent veins on his wet biceps and forearms. Your eyes lingered on his large hand holding his towel together as he laughed at your obvious neediness.

“Something you want Princess?” Mattheo asked in a deep, teasing voice as he moved to where you sat cross legged on his bed.

“Yes Sir.” You almost immediately spoke, perking up at his closeness. In any other case you’d be embarrassed at your readiness to respond, but you were far too horny to care.

“Well, you’ll just have to be a good girl and be patient for me, our friends will be here any minute and I need to get dressed Baby,” Mattheo said in a voice laced in false pity before chuckling at your whine as he made his way to his dresser, dropping his towel and showing off his semi-hard dick for you to see. He took his time picking out his clothes as you watched him, squirming and clenching your thighs together. He dressed slowly before pulling you into a passionate kiss by your chin, shoving you to your back and caging you in his arms on his bed.

Mattheo had zero intention of giving you the release you were aching for as he let his fingers trail down your body, fingering the waistband of your skirt before moving back up to your neck, repeating his actions as you whined under him. Your lips moved in sync as his tongue explored your mouth, making you moan lightly and grind on his thigh desperately. He chuckled into your mouth as his door opened, pulling away and eyeing you as you huffed up at him.

“Hey Theo, did you bring it?” Mattheo asked, eyeing you with a smirk before leaving you shocked and frustrated on his bed as he stood to meet Theo and Blaise, walking to the small couch Mattheo had seated next to his bookshelf. You huffed as you sat up and eyed Mattheo who only smirked and sent you a wink before grabbing one of the joints Theo had brought.

“Patience Princess” Mattheo’s voice spoke in your head, making you jump slightly, drawing the attention of the other two boys.

“You okay y/n/n?” Blaise asked through a hit as he lit a joint for himself. You sighed and slightly jumped off the edge of Mattheo’s bed and made your way to his bathroom, feeling his eyes on you as you slammed the door behind you.

“Baby….I know you’re not seriously thinking about finishing alone….?” As you felt Mattheo’s mind searching through your own you pulled yourself up to sit on the counter of his sink, closing your eyes and focusing hard on filling your brain with images of you touching yourself.

It wasn’t even a full minute before Mattheo was rushing into the room and slamming the door behind him, you giggled at his frustration as he eyed you, still clothed and decent on the counter. However, instead of immediately throwing himself at you as you had expected, he roughly grabbed you by your wrist with a whispered growl of “Needy brat”, pulling you from the bathroom as you stumbled to keep up.

When you were dragged into his room you noticed now that Enzo and Draco had joined the others, filling the room with smoke and the smell of alcohol. Mattheo gently shoved you down onto his bed when you got to it, quickly following after you, hands immediately pulling you into his chest.

“Is this what you want? You want to be fucked in front of all our friends Princess?” He spoke in your thoughts, his lips ghosting over your neck, hands gripping your hips and rutting his hard dick against your behind. Your eyes widen as you noticed his hand falling to pull himself discreetly from his boxers and rest himself on the waistband of his grey sweats. Your mind raced with thoughts of him taking you with no care in the world as his mind invaded yours seeking consent.

“Don’t make a sound Baby, you’re gonna hold me while I think on your punishment for being such a needy little brat,” As his words filled your mind, he pushed himself fully inside of you, resting his arm over your waist and his head in your neck, pulling you close under the guise of innocent cuddling as your skirt hid his dick that was lost inside you to the hilt.

Mattheo groaned as you clenched around him, giving you a warning squeeze on your hip as he began conversation with Theo. You were growing more and more impatient as the conversation topic switched from quidditch to parties to holiday plans as you attempted to join in every once in a while, at Mattheo’s orders in your thoughts.

After the first hour you were already drenching the front of his sweats as he pulsed and twitched inside you at every little movement. He could admit, he was growing impatient as well, only he was much better at holding back than you ever were. He began teasing you in your mind as he allowed you to clench around him, ignoring the conversation with his friends as he watched you close your eyes in frustration at his words.

He chuckled at you, conveniently at the same moment Blaise made a joke that went unheard as Mattheo began filling your mind with dirty thoughts. Images of Mattheo pushing you to your stomach and pounding into you had you almost moaning as he warned you of the consequences of making any noise.

“Your pretty sounds are just for me Baby,” He’d speak through the images of the various positions he’d take you in after your friends decide to leave for their own manors.

After the second hour Mattheo began slowly, so slowly it was barley noticeable to even you at first, circling his hips, just as much for his release as yours. Your lips threatened to release moans as his tip rubbed against your g-spot over and over at every one of his movements. He breathed heavily as he restrained himself from destroying you in front of your stoned and drunk group of friends.

Mattheo feared one or all of the boys would see or even hear his actions but it only stirred him on further. The thought of being caught had him aching inside you as he made a mental note to discuss his new discovery with you later on.

As the third hour approached Mattheo decided he’d had enough of his own game. Shocking you as he abruptly pulled out of you, hiding the evidence of your actions as he told your friends you were tired, practically forcing them out the door with no further explanation before leaping back onto the bed.

His hands were immediately pulling your clothes off your body as you tugged at his. He was back inside you before either of you were fully unclothed. You skirt was pushed up your bare torso as he nipped and licked at your chest and neck. You gripped his bare, sweaty shoulders as he pounded into you, finally speaking out loud as he praised your patience.

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#mattheo riddle x fem!reader #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo x y/n #mattheo riddle smut #mattheo riddle #smut #x yn #yn #harry potter #harry potter smut #hp #theodore nott #harry potter oneshot #harry potter fandom #draco malfoy #blaise zabini #lorenzo berkshire #oneshot #hp fanfic

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blackthunder137 · 1 year

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Jealousy, Jealousy (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Pairing- Draco Malfoy x fem!reader

Summary- you make draco jealous by flirting with his frenemy resulting you in a punishment.

Warnings- smut, degradation, unprotected sex, oral sex (m receiving), spanking, thrusting, fingering, brat!reader, jealous!draco, choking, dom!draco, sub!reader

Author’s note- it has been long since i wrote for draco. i don’t know how this turned out but i hope y’all like it.

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The whole Slytherin gang was seated in the common room in front of the fire and just having a daily chit-chat that happened occasionally. You were sitting ideally and wanted your boyfriend to at least look at you, but he didn’t because he was too busy talking to his friends.

This infuriated you, and you decided to make him jealous. I mean, you knew what the consequences would be, but you just wanted him to look at you, and that was the only way that he was ever going to look at you.

Draco Malfoy was known for his possessive and jealous nature. You remember when some random stranger tried to hit on you, and he made sure he couldn't talk to any girl ever again.

You got up and sat across from Draco, where his frenemy Mattheo was seated. You sat beside him, and the two of you started talking. Your hands traced Mattheo’s face, and he was enjoying the attention he was getting and saying nothing.

Draco's eyes fell on the two of you almost immediately. You could see the way he clenched his jaw when he saw the two of you talking. Jealousy swept over him, and his eyes pierced through the two of you.

His eyes felt like fire piercing through your skin; you felt hot, even though he was far away from you. His presence was that strong.

You excused yourself from him and went towards your dorm room. You could feel that someone was following you. You entered, and as you were about to close the door, Draco entered the room after you.

Your lips formed a knowing smirk as you turned around to face him, his hands in his black tux. God, he looked hot, you thought to yourself before Draco slammed you against the door, holding your throat and sending shivers down your spine.

"You think it’s a joke, don’t you, princess?" he came closer to you, your bodies practically colliding with each other—"flirting with someone right in front of me? You might be very brave, princess." he continued.

His voice lingers in your ears. But that is what you wanted—to infuriate him in the worst way possible. This is exactly what you wanted.

You smirked, and his grip on your neck tightened. "Why are you jealous?" you managed to speak out even with his hand on your neck.

"Let’s not pretend like you don’t know the answer to that," he whispered, his lips brushing against yours.

He unbuckled his pants, revealing his boxers underneath. You could already see his cock getting hard. His hands fell onto your back, unzipping your dress and leaving you only in your bra and underwear.

His hands slowly grabbed the back of your hair and harshly pushed you down to your knees. You winced in pain at the sudden contact with the ground. He removed his boxers, revealing his big cock. You swallowed the lump in your throat. Even though you'd seen his cock before, every time you see it, you're taken aback.

He pressed your mouth against his cock. His cock hit the back of your throat. "This is what you get for being a brat, princess." your head jumped up and down, trying its best to provide him with the pleasure that he should get, and your hand pumped the rest of his cock.

Your tongue swirled around his tip. His grip became tight and pushed you a little more inside. You gagged at the sudden push. Your knees were hurting from the number of times you had to pump his big cock.

Seconds later, he began thrusting inside your mouth. His cock was going in and out of your mouth. Tears started streaming down your face from this overwhelming feeling hitting you all at once, but his moans and grunts were the only things that kept you going.

His hot cum hit the back of your throat, and he rode his high on your mouth until he finished and pulled his cock away. He held your jaw tightly and forced you to look at him.

"Swallow it," he commanded, his voice demanding that you just couldn’t resist.

You swallowed his cum, as he asked you to. He tasted so good. You would give anything to taste him again. You wanted him to fuck you over and over again until you couldn't breathe anymore.

He picked you up, his hands still on your jaw. Your legs were shaking, and his lips formed a small smile on the ends.

"Not able to stand properly, princess?" he mocked, and you shook your head in embarrassment. "But we have not even started yet," he declared, after which he practically threw you on the bed and ripped out your underwear and your bra.

He looked at you as if he were thinking of different ways to fuck you. His eyes scan each part of your body as if you were art. He removed his shirt and threw them away. You couldn’t keep your eyes off his well-defined body. He smeared the last of the lipstick on your lips as his hands moved around your body, tingling whenever he touched a sensitive part of your body.

He moved down to your neck, and your hands held onto his hair, messing them up. You moaned as he sucked on your sensitive part. His mouth moved down to your breasts, giving them a little squeeze, and his lips attacked your nipples, his lips twirling and his hands sliding down to your inner thigh, caressing it. This made you bite your lower lip. It was euphoric and intoxicating.

His thumb brushed up against your wet, hot, and desperate clit. He removed his mouth from your breast, which was covered with hickeys that he had planted. He slid his finger into your clit. You gasped, and your fingers held onto Draco’s back as he slid another one of his fingers inside of you, which had a ring inside of it. He desired to punish in the most heinous manner.

"What happened, princess?" he mocked, "Is something wrong?" his taunting voice cooed in your ears. But you were in no position to tell him anything. He only heard your moans and pants as a response. He withdrew his fingers from your pussy, then began to thrust them inside of you. You let out a small cry as his fingers began to thrust inside of you with his ring. There was excruciating pain, but you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction that he was doing a good job of punishing you.

As he began to quicken his pace, your fingers automatically held onto his back, forcing him to go deeper. Though it was painful, you liked it. You knew that you wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow, but it was all worth it.

Draco’s fingers were soaked with your juice. You rode your high on his hand, and when it wore off, he drew his fingers back and looked at your pussy. It was all red from the number of times you fucked his hand.

"Are you already tired, princess?" he asked mockingly. "We haven’t even started the best part,"

You couldn't understand anything. You were panting heavily and knew that he was not going to stop anytime soon.

He neared your ear and whispered, "I am going to fuck you so hard that you will never, and I mean, never even look at a guy ever again."

With this, he pushed himself inside your pussy, and you moaned so loudly that even the people down in the common room could hear you.

He increased his pace as soon as he got inside of you. Bucking onto your hips and forcing it to go deeper and deeper

"Moan my name," he commanded, his voice hard and raspy, "and let everyone know that no one touches what’s mine. You are mine."

You moaned out his name like a prayer. Your fingers dug deep into his back, leaving marks.

He thrust himself in and out of you again and again. increasing his pace with every passing second. Does he not get tired? You thought to yourself, but you had no time to think because every time you stopped moaning his name, he would slap your ass, sending you a burning feeling that you couldn’t shake.

You knew that, from the number of times you had moaned his name, all the Slytherins would have heard you. Mattheo, included. Maybe that is what he wanted, afterall.

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thatdammchickennugget · 3 months

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hi my favourite author!!

could I request a Blaise smut?? Thanks

What He's Missing

pairing - blaise zabini x fem!reader

a/n - thank you so much for the request love! <;3 and seriously I need someone to teach me how to come up with better fic titles..

warnings - fem! reader, smut, fingering, oral (fem! recieving), kind of public smut, MINORS DNI || 18+

wordcount - 1.7k

As you step out of the shower, the warm water droplets cling to your skin, leaving you feeling refreshed. You hastily dry yourself off and let out a groan when you realize you forgot to grab a fresh set of clothes. You check the dryer, finding a load of your roommate's laundry waiting to be folded and put away. Reaching for the first of Enzo's clothes you can find—a cozy, oversized shirt that drapes comfortably around your body, you slip into it, reveling in the softness against your skin. You're sure he won't mind.

Hanging up the towel you used to dry your hair off, you go to open the door, already debating what movie you would curl up with for the rest of the night. Tonight, you were supposed to meet a guy you had met at work, but he had stood you up, ruining your chances of finally getting laid again. But you were determined to turn the night around and enjoy yourself, even if that meant rotting on the couch by yourself and eating your weight in ice cream.

With a sigh, you make your way out of the bathroom, expecting the apartment to be empty as Enzo had told you not to expect him to come back early. As you enter the living room, your eyes widen in surprise as you find your roommate's exceptionally attractive friend, sitting on the couch. The room seems to crackle with an undeniable energy, and you can't help but feel a flutter in your chest as Blaise's eyes wander from your face and down to your bare legs.

Blaise's captivating gaze meets yours again, and there's a moment of hesitation as you try to collect yourself. Flashing him a friendly and confident smile, hoping to break the initial tension that always seems to sweep through every room the two of you find yourselves in together.

"Hey Blaise," you greet softly, tugging the hem of the shirt down. "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for Enzo," Blaise replies smoothly as he sits upright, his hands moving to clasp in his lap. He looks like a model, perfect and well put together. "He gave me a key. Sorry, I didn't know you were home. He mentioned you're on a date."

You raise an eyebrow as you lean nonchalantly against the wall by the doorway, crossing one leg over the other to keep your balance, trying to look unaffected. It's one thing to be stood up, but another to be pitied for it by the guy you had been kind of crushing on for months.

"He didn't show," you say, shrugging, still fighting the urge to fiddle with the bottom hem of your shirt or fidget with your fingers.

"Unlucky bastard," Blaise snorts, slowly raking his eyes down your body again, as if he wants you to see him checking you out. "Doesn't know what he's missing out on."

"Yeah," you agree jokingly, biting back a laugh as your cheeks grow warm at how blatantly Blaise was flirting with you. "Well, Enzo shouldn't be back for a while, but you're welcome to stay and wait. I was just about to start a movie, if you want to keep me company?"

The smile on Blaise's face grows wider, and you find yourself momentarily mesmerized as he stands up and saunters over to where you're standing. There's a moment of awkward silence as he pauses in front of you. His hand is hovering slightly near your arm, but he doesn't touch you. "Sure, why not?" he answers lightly.

"Okay, let me just go and find some actual clothes," you mumble, going to push past him. However, the man grabs your wrist, pulling you in closer. For a brief second, you think he's actually going to kiss you, but instead, Blaise turns you so that your back is resting against the wall. You stare dumbly at him, your neck craning to find his face towering above you.

"I have something a little more fun than a movie in mind," he murmurs huskily, his hand finally touching the skin of your arm, gently sliding up to cup your neck. "And you're already dressed perfectly for the occasion. If you're up for it?"

His voice is low, dark, making you shiver involuntarily as your entire body tingles at the brush of his fingertips along your cheekbone. He leans in further, so close you can count each individual eyelash, but before his lips meet yours, his eyes meet yours again, waiting for confirmation that what he was doing was okay.

A part of you wants to tell him no, afraid of what would happen to your friendship after, but another part wants to give in to this fantasy you've been falling asleep to most nights. Your eyes flick between his and his lips, and suddenly you can't remember the last time someone looked at you with such intense longing. With a deep breath, you tilt your head up to capture his lips with yours.

It takes everything in your strength not to melt instantly into him. His tongue traces across the seam of your mouth, and you immediately whimper as he nips and sucks hungrily at your lower lip. Your free hand grips onto his shoulder, trying to anchor yourself. His tongue slides into your mouth, stroking delicately, teasingly.

You can barely breathe, all of your senses focused solely on the sensation of being so close to him. He smells amazing: the scent of roses and expensive cologne mixed together, and he tastes even better. Your mind is swimming, his kiss full of heat and desire, and as your lips slide together and he pulls you flush against him.

You almost lose track of time as a slow, lazy rhythm sets its course between both of you. His hand slips underneath your shirt and and he lets out a satisfied groan at finding you're completely bare underneath, sending sparks down your spine and causing you to moan lowly as you clench the fabric of his shirt in your fists.

His fingers trace small patterns on your waist. He feels good pressed against you—warm, firm, sturdy. Every ounce of your willpower tells you to pull back, pull away, stop this. To get away and never talk about this ever again. Instead you run your fingers through his hair, holding him tightly as you both kiss hungrily.

Your knees buckle when his hand finds your center, a finger sliding between your folds, his lips pulling into a smirk when he finds you already dripping for him. His thumb circles lazily around your clit, eliciting a strangled whine from your throat as you arch your back in response. His hand moves faster, harder now, working magic that leaves you feeling wrung out and desperate, needy for more.

A small sound comes out your mouth as you press your face against his neck, breaking the kiss, and pant heavily into his ear. Blaise presses his hips into you, his searing, solid weight caging you in. Just as you want to claim his lips once more, he sinks to his knees. You might have been embarrassed by the surprised sound leaving your throat at the sight of him looking up at you as he ran his hands up the back of your thighs, if your brain was still able to form a coherent thought.

A rough hand cups your ass while the other pushes your shirt out of the way. Blaise's eyes lock with yours one more time before he surges forward, kissing along your bare thighs until his lips finally reach where you want him most. You cry out as you feel the warmth of his tongue lick along your folds, teasingly brushing against your entrance.

"Oh god," you gasp quietly. "Fuck, Blaise." You feel his finger enter you, pushing gently in and out of you as you move your hands to grab his shoulders and grip them desperately.

As he continues to lick and suck and tease your sensitive clit, you throw your head back against the wall as pleasure courses through you. Your moans turn incoherent, as the pressure starts building between your legs. He adds another finger, the speed of his thrusts increasing steadily as you start moaning loudly. You don't care whether anyone hears, you're too far gone, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through you, and you just want to feel him.

"Merlin," he mumbles, his hot breath hitting your core making your toes curl. "I knew you'd taste this good."

"Fuck," you moan out, hands sinking into his hair and holding on to dear life while he continues to eat you out as if it's his last meal.

"You're so tight, baby." He's adding another finger, curling them and hitting a spot that has you seeing stars, and a sharp wave of ecstasy washes over you, forcing you to cling onto Blaise to stop yourself from collapsing to the floor from pure bliss. "Just so fucking wet for me."

"Fuck," you moan again as he pumps his fingers inside you, stretching you.. The intrusion is overwhelming, and for a split second, you don't know where you are.

Your vision blurs as you begin to come dangerously close, your breathing picking up in pace, and as his lips keep sucking at your clit, he seems to sense your approaching release and starts pumping a bit quicker. You squeeze your eyes shut tightly, whimpering softly, the feeling washing over you again in waves.

As you come down from the euphoria, you notice Blaise watching you intently, his pupils blown wide and dilated as he kisses along your exposed stomach.

"Fucking gorgeous..." He mumbles quietly, looking back up at you, a grin growing larger when he catches your eye. You could swear there was something darker behind his eyes as well... Almost as if the look of sheer lust were enough to make you forget the rest of the world existed.

In that moment, you both freeze, the sound of a key sliding into a lock bringing you back to reality. Blaise is quick to stand up, his hands finding their place on the back of your thighs and you jump, wrapping your legs around his waist.

He pecks your lips again, offering a coy smile. "Maybe we should continue this in your bedroom?"

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This is the masterlist to my Theo series! This series is a rewrite of the movies, adding in fan created characters like Mattheo Riddle and Enzo Berkshire. Every link will have the summary of the chapter below it so you can see what the chapter is about.

Series Summary - Follow Y/N as she navigated the wizarding world on her own, starting from her first year, all the way through to her seventh. As she falls in love and get her heart broken, how a certain friend is always there to mend her broken heart even though his is slowly getting broken in the process.

Series Warnings - Blood purity, dark wizards, Reader is a descendant of Salazar Slytherin, pining, angst, reader will have some shitty boyfriends, Female Reader, use of Y/N

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Prologue

Y/N finally receives her Hogwarts letter, meeting with her friends in Diagon Alley and doing their shopping together. She is counting down the days until she finally gets to see Hogwarts and get herself sorted.

Y/N makes a new friend on the first day of classes. There is a time jump to nearly 2 months later. She receives a letter from her mother after the woman finds out about her failing grade. She finds a certain mirror after receiving said letter.

It's exam season before the Winter break and Y/N receives help from someone unexpected. Spending nearly every night awake studying for the exams, she is quite exhausted. Theo takes note of this and helps her out. After a long night of studying, the Slytherin boys see something rather interesting related to their dear friend Y/N.

III

It's officially winter break, Theo stays at Hogwarts with Y/N and sticks by her side during a migraine attack. Theo and her godfather help take care of her, Theo spending the whole day with her and pulling an all-nighter together.

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Serpent's Shield

Draco Malfoy

Description : Theo and Blaise being the ultimate wingmen and protecting Y/n through Hogwarts and beyond

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Draco's Friends Being Protective

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was bustling with students going about their daily routines. Draco Malfoy, with his platinum blond hair and smug expression, was striding through the corridors, accompanied by his loyal friends, Theo Nott and Blaise Zabini. Their presence exuded an air of superiority, and their eyes scanned the surroundings for any potential threats.

Meanwhile, in the Great Hall, Y/n , with her unruly Y/hc hair cascading around her shoulders, sat with her fellow Y/H classmates. Her Y/ec eyes sparkled with mischief as she engaged in lively conversations. She had come a long way from her early days at Hogwarts when she and Draco were sworn enemies.

As the lunch break approached, Draco excused himself from his friends, intending to join Y/n. Sensing his departure, Theo and Blaise exchanged knowing glances. They had seen the love that blossomed between Draco and Y/n, but they also understood the lingering prejudices of Draco's pureblood upbringing.

Blaise, with his observant nature, leaned closer to Theo and whispered, "Keep an eye on Y/n while Draco is away. We know how protective he is of her."

Theo nodded in agreement, his dark eyes focused on Y/n's table. He had witnessed their journey from animosity to love, and he vowed to protect their happiness at any cost.

A Protective Stance

The Potions classroom buzzed with activity as students prepared ingredients for their potions. Draco and Y/n worked at neighboring desks, casting occasional glances at each other. Draco's focus was split between his potion and the desire to ensure Y/n's safety, even when he wasn't by her side.

Meanwhile, Theo and Blaise, who were seated in the back row, exchanged a knowing glance. Theo nudged Blaise with his elbow, gesturing toward Y/n, who was momentarily distracted while stirring her potion.

"I'll be right back," Blaise said quietly, making his way toward Y/n's desk.

As Y/n looked up, she found Blaise standing beside her, a protective glint in his eyes. He leaned in and whispered, "Need any help with that potion Y/n/n?"

She smiled gratefully, recognizing the genuine concern in his voice. "I think I've got it, but thank you, Blaise."

Blaise nodded and returned to his seat, shooting a reassuring look at Draco. Y/n felt a warm sense of security knowing that Draco's friends cared for her well-being just as much as he did.

A Watchful Eye

In the library , Y/n sat on a plush armchair, engrossed in a book. The crackling fireplace cast a warm glow on her face as she read, occasionally running her fingers through her hair. Unbeknownst to her, Theo and Blaise had taken it upon themselves to keep a watchful eye from a distance.

Theo leaned against a nearby bookshelf, his gaze fixed on Y/n. "She's too engrossed in that book. What if someone tries to bother her?"

Blaise, ever the rational one, replied, "Relax, Theo. She's more than capable of handling herself. But it never hurts to be cautious."

Just as he finished speaking, a group of rowdy Gryffindor boys approached Y/n, eyeing her with mischievous intent. Sensing trouble, Blaise straightened up, ready to intervene.

Before he could make a move, Y/n closed her book with a determined look on her face. She stood up, her eyes flashing with confidence. "If any of you boys think you can intimidate me, think again. I won't hesitate to hex you into next week."

Theo and Blaise exchanged impressed smiles as the group of boys, taken aback by her fierce demeanor, backed off and left Y/n alone.

Standing Up for Y/n

It was a chilly evening at Hogwarts, and the students had gathered in the courtyard, enjoying the festivities of the Yule Ball. Y/n, in her flowing gown, looked resplendent as she twirled across the dance floor with Draco by her side. They had managed to steal a moment away from the crowd, reveling in their newfound affection.

However, as they passed a group of Ravenclaw students, whispers and jeers followed in their wake. Y/n's smile wavered, her grip on Draco's hand tightening. Sensing her unease, Draco's protective instincts kicked in, his grey eyes narrowing with determination.

But before he could confront the Ravenclaws, Theo and Blaise stepped forward, intercepting the group. Theo's voice rang out, laced with authority. "If any of you dare to insult Y/n, you'll answer to all of us."

The Ravenclaws faltered, their mocking expressions turning into ones of caution. Blaise, his voice dripping with warning, added, "She's Draco's girl. Show some respect."

The scene shifted, and years passed, but the protectiveness of Theo and Blaise remained steadfast.

Theo and Blaise's Unwavering Protection

Years had passed since their Hogwarts days, and Draco and Y/n were now happily married. Their home was a sanctuary where they built a life together, shielded from the remnants of their past. Yet, Theo and Blaise's protective instincts remained as strong as ever.

On a sunny afternoon, Draco had to attend an urgent meeting at the Ministry, leaving Y/n at home. Sensing Draco's absence, Theo and Blaise decided to pay her a visit.

Y/n welcomed them with a warm smile and invited them inside. As they settled in the cozy living room, Theo couldn't help but voice his concern. "You know, Y/n/n, we'll always be here for you, even when Draco isn't around. You're like family to us."

Blaise nodded, his voice filled with genuine affection. "You're our sister, Y/n/n, and we won't let anything or anyone harm you. Not now, not ever."

Y/n's eyes shimmered with gratitude as she squeezed their hands. "Thank you, boys. I know I'm safe with you by my side. Draco is lucky to have you both and so am I."

A Protective Gesture

In the late evening, Draco returned home from his long day at the Ministry. He found Y/n, Theo, and Blaise gathered in the living room, engaged in a lighthearted conversation. Draco's eyes softened as he took in the sight of his wife and friends, their bond unbreakable.

As he approached Y/n, Draco noticed something different. On her wrist, she wore a delicate silver bracelet adorned with protective charms. It was a gift from Theo and Blaise, a symbol of their unwavering love and protection.

Draco's heart swelled with gratitude as he leaned down to kiss Y/n's forehead. "Thank you for looking after my love when I'm away, you two. I couldn't ask for better friends."

Theo smirked playfully, his eyes twinkling. "We prefer to call it 'keeping your darling safe,' Draco."

Blaise chuckled and added, "Besides, who else is going to make sure your wife doesn't hex anyone who dares to cross her?"

A Night Out

Draco and Y/n, stepped into a bustling wizarding pub, hand in hand. The dimly lit room was filled with laughter and chatter, but Draco's sharp eyes scanned the crowd, ever vigilant for any potential threat.

Unbeknownst to them, Theo and Blaise had been observing their every move from a corner table. They exchanged a knowing look and rose to their feet, determined to ensure Y/n's safety. As Draco and Y/n settled at the bar, engaged in light banter, Theo and Blaise positioned themselves strategically around the room, their presence a silent shield.

A Jealous Encounter

At a lavish wizarding event, Y/n, adorned in an elegant gown, radiated beauty and grace. Draco, unable to tear his eyes away from her, held her possessively by his side. They mingled with the elite, the envy of many.

However, as the night progressed, an admirer approached Y/n, his intentions not entirely pure. Draco's instincts flared, but before he could intervene, Blaise smoothly intercepted the intruder, his eyes flashing with warning. "I believe she's taken."

The admirer retreated, realizing he had underestimated the strength of Y/n's protectors. Blaise turned to Y/n, a playful grin on his face. "Seems like we still have to remind people she's yours, Draco."

The Next Generation of Protection

In the cozy confines of Draco and Y/n's home, Scorpius, their young son, played with his toy broomstick, his grey eyes reflecting the innocent joy of childhood. Draco watched him fondly, his heart swelling with pride and love.

Theo and Blaise, now older but no less protective, sat nearby, their eyes trained on Scorpius. Blaise's voice held a hint of amusement. "Looks like Scorpius is going to have his own set of protectors someday."

Theo chuckled, his gaze never leaving the young boy. "Indeed. And we'll be right here, ensuring his happiness and safety, just like we did for his parents."

As the years went by, Draco's friends remained steadfast in their protective nature, ensuring that Y/n, their once-archnemesis-turned-love, would always feel safe and cherished, surrounded by the unwavering loyalty of those closest to Draco's heart.

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*Draco’s POV*

She was sitting at the Ravenclaw table laughing at something Michael Corner said. He was smiling at her and I rolled my eyes. He doesn’t deserve to even talk to her, she should be right at my side. He shouldn’t even be able to look at her. I glared at him and she playfully smacked his arm. I grumbled as I took a sip of my pumpkin juice.

“What’s with the scowl?” Blaise asked as he took a seat across from me.

“He’s mad that Y/L/N is giving Corner attention.” Pansy said with a smirk.

“No I’m not!” I hissed.

“Have you ever even talked to her?” Blaise asked.

“Nope.” Goyle answered while stuffing a muffin in his mouth.

“Not a word.” Crabbe shook his head.

“Shut it!” I growled, slamming my goblet on the table. A few people looked our way and I noticed Y/N was one of them. I quickly looked away from her and started eating.

“You’ve got it bad, mate.” Blaise said with a smirk.

“Oh he’s head over heals for that girl.” Pansy said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes at them.

“I am not.” I said with a glare.

“When are you gonna stop lying? It’s so obvious that you’re in love with her.” Pansy said and I shook my head.

“I’m not in love with her.” I mumbled.

“You should talk to her.” Blaise said.

“And say what?” I asked.

“She’s a Ravenclaw, ask her what her favorite book is.” Pansy shrugged.

“That’s actually not a bad idea.” Blaise said and Pansy rolled her eyes.

“I always have good ideas.” She said, flipping her hair.

“Sure you do…” Blaise said and Pansy kicked him under the table. Blaise just rolled his eyes at her.

“We’ve got potions with her, maybe you could partner up with her.” He suggested. I looked over at Y/N and she was not talking to Cho. I smiled slightly and didn’t notice Pansy and Blaise smirk at each other.

When it was time for potions Pansy rushed over to Y/N, who was sitting in her seat next to Cho. I looked at her with wide eyes and Blaise smirked at me.

“What’s she doing?” I asked and Blaise shrugged, but still smirked at me.

“Y/L/N!” Pansy said and Y/N looked at her confused.

“Yes?” She asked.

“Do you think you can partner with Draco today? He needs a little help with potions and you’re amazing at potions.” She said with a smile and I looked at her with wide eyes. Y/N looked over at me and I looked away, but felt my ears turn pink.

“Do you mind, Cho?” She asked and Cho shook her head. I watched Pansy pull Y/N over to us and push her into the seat next to me.

“Hi, Draco.” Y/N said with a smile and I looked over at Pansy.

“I hope you all are ready for today’s lesson.” Snap said as he walked into the classroom. He looked around the room and raised a brow when he saw Y/N sitting at our table. He didn’t say anything and just moved on to tell us about the potion we’d be working on today.

“I’ll get the ingredients and you get the supplies?” Y/N asked me and I nodded.

*3rd Person POV*

Draco and Y/N worked together great. The two of them were equally learning and laughing, which was just what Draco’s friends wanted. Their plan was working perfectly and it only got easier when they aced the potion.

“You should eat lunch with us, Y/L/N.” Pansy said. Y/N smiled and nodded.

“Sure, I’d love to.” She said and Draco glanced at Pansy.

“Great! We’ll save you a seat.” Pansy smiled. Y/N waved goodbye to the group of Slytherins and Draco stared at her longingly.

“Did you get the potion?” Pansy whispered to Blaise while Draco was distracted. The boy nodded and held up a small vile of clear liquid. Pansy smirked and looked over at Draco.

“This is going to be perfect!” She whispered.

*Draco’s POV*

I was waiting for lunch to come around. I couldn’t believe Y/N had agreed to sit with us. I knew Pansy would have her sit next to me, but I didn’t mind. After sitting with her in Potions and talking to her, I didn’t want to stop. So when lunch finally came I watched the door closely for Y/N.

“Draco, maybe you should drink some pumpkin juice until Y/N comes.” Pansy suggested. I looked at her confused but shrugged. I took a few sips and saw Y/N walking towards us. I smiled at her and she returned it with her perfect and bright smile. I swear it made the room brighter.

“Hello everyone.” She said as she sat down. We all greeted her and started eating. Y/N fit in with our group easily and I was so happy to finally spend some time with her.

“Draco, doesn’t Y/N look so cute today?” Pansy asked with a slight smirk.

“She looks cute everyday.” I answered and my eyes widened. Her cheeks turned pink and I looked over at my friends, who were smirking.

“T-Thank you, Draco.” Y/N stuttered with a shy smile.

“What did you do?” I asked Pansy and she shrugged with a smile.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She clearly lied.

“How do you feel about Y/N, mate?” Blaise asked and Y/N looked at the two with wide eyes. I tried to keep my feelings to myself, but I couldn’t seem to keep my mouth shut.

“I bloody love her, obviously.” I answered and turned bright red. Y/N also turned bright red and looked over at Pansy and Blaise, who looked quite pleased with themselves.

“Did you two give him something?” Y/N asked, still blushing.

“We may have slipped him some Veritaserum, but only because we were sick of him denying his feelings for you and staring at you like a lovesick puppy.” Pansy answered and I blushed deeper.

“That’s not very nice, come on, Draco.” Y/N said with a slight glare at the pair and pulled me out of my seat.

“Where are we going?” I asked as she pulled me out of the Great Hall.

“To see if Professor Snape has any of the antidote.” She answered. She dragged me all the way to the Potions classroom and knocked on the door.

“Come in.” Snape’s monotone voice came muffled through the door. We walked through and Snape glanced at us.

“What is it?” He asked, annoyed.

“Sorry to bother you Professor, but it seems Draco’s friends slipped him some Veritaserum and we were wondering if you had the antidote.” Y/N explained.

“Who slipped you the potion, Mister Malfoy?” He asked.

“Pansy and Blaise, sir.” I answered and he sneered. He got up and ruffled through his closet before returning with blue bottle. He poured some in a cup and handed it to me.

“Drink this.” He said and I gladly gulped down the liquid.

“Now get out.” He said and we nodded.

“Thank you Professor.” Y/N said.

“You can inform your friends that they’ve just lost their house thirty point and earned themselves a months detention.” Snape said before we left the classroom. Once we were in the hallway Y/N pulled me down an empty hall and looked at me while biting her lip.

“I know you didn’t want to admit that to me like that and it wasn’t right what they did, but I’d like to tell you that I’ve always had a bit of a crush on you as well.” She said looking down at her feel shyly. I started at her for a moment, but quickly recovered from the shock. I gently lifted her face to look at me and her cheeks with dusted with pink.

“You’re not just saying that, right?” I asked and she quickly shook her head.

“Well then, on the next trip to Hogsmeade would you like to join me on a date?” I asked and she smiled her amazing smile.

“I’d love to.” She said and gave me a hug, which shocked me a little. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her closely. She pulled back and left her arms around my neck and mine were still on her waist. I glanced at her lips and she blushed.

“Save it until after out first date.” She said and I chuckled.

“Whatever you want, love.” I said and she blushed at the nickname. Thank you Pansy and Blaise…

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a different y/n

tw - parental absence, distant family. i don’t know if this affects any of you, but i just wanted to warn you in case those topics hit close to home ❤️ enjoy!

-mattheo's pov-

-another story in the mini series of y/n and her besties, mattheo, malfoy and blaise-

"hurry up, dumbass, or we're gonna be late!" i yell at malfoy, who's trailing behind flirting with a random muggle girl. not lying, she's good looking, but we have a y/n to surprise.

"ok, baby. call me." he says smoothly, his voice deepening a bit before jogging up to me.

"not cool, man. i was going so well!" he says, scowling. i give him a pat on the back that turns into a whack on the head.

"ok, ok, whatever. but we gotta get going. blaise is waiting and remember, we're surprising your best friend for her birthday. we already knocked it back a day becuase of your preciousness needing to hang with astoria." i shove him in the chest.

"fine. i guess that was my fault. but it doesn't mean you can destroy my chances with a fine as chick!"

i roll my eyes. "you literally have a girlfriend. that girl looks like she sells drugs. she's my type, not yours. c'mon, give me her number." i reach for the little square slip of paper he's clutching with his life.

"nah, i don't think so. besides, you've got y/n. you don't need another girl."

it takes a moment for me to figure out what he's saying, and when i do, i lunge at him.

he dodges.

"sneaky ferret!" i yell as he sprints away. “get your ass back here, malfoy!”

all i hear is his laughter as he dashes away, towards blaise.

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-y/n’s pov-

“y/n, mattheos here!”

her words are muffled from the living room. “mama, i told you. i got his card. and his present. and blaises and malfoys.” i readjust my glasses and fix my apron.

she appears at the door as i’m tightening my bun. “you’ve got guests, honey.” she smiles and laughs, moving to the side to reveal a grinning curly haired figure, with a familiar cut halfway up his nose.

my eyes widen as i discard the knife and stack of potatoes and run to him. i launch myself into his arms and he takes a few steps back to right himself. “oh my god you’re HERE!” i yell into his shoulder.

mattheo laughs and pats my hair. “hey kiddo, how you been?” i spring back.

“incredible since you got here! i’m so happy i could kiss you!” i shriek.

wait, what?

theo holds back a laugh as i stammer to fix my mistake.

“um- i didn’t mean- that’s not what i-”

he raises an eyebrow. “well, if you think that’s how you feel, we can continue this convo later”

i roll my eyes and try not to blush.

not now y/n.

in my attempt to seem cool, calm and collected i make eye contact with my mother. she’s grinning and giving me a look that makes me uncomfortable.

“umm- where’s the rest of you? or have you decided to go stag tonight?”

mattheo grins. “oh gosh no. malfoys picking up chicks numbers at the gate. i’ll go get him for yo-”

“-no theo, i’ll get him love. you sit down with y/n. who else is there?” my mother asks, dusting her skirt.

“just blaise, mrs y/l/n-” he answers, “-but it’s fine, i can get them.”

“sit, son. i’ll get them. you just relax for a little,” she says lightly, patting his cheek and wincing at the sight of his scar. “poor boy.”

she leaves the room. i awkwardly wait for him to follow me and lead him into the room off the kitchen. i think it’s a drawing room, even though i’ve never drawn in there. my father isn’t one for a child’s art.

mattheo sits down and i follow suit. “where’s your father?” he asks, leaning forward.

“umm, he’s out. with his boss.” we both know that his boss is theo’s dad.

“has he been home?” theo raises and eyebrow at me, cocking his head and waiting for my reply.

“oh-” i swallow. “-um, no. he’s been out since last tuesday.” something changes in his face.

“oh, i’m so sorry. i didn’t know. i thought he’d be here.” he looks sad, because we both know my dad couldn’t care less about me or my birthday.

“it’s fine. he said he’ll be here for my eighteenth.” i say slowly, counting down the years until he’ll be with us on my birthday.

“y/n, that isn’t right. it’s two years away! when was the last time he celebrated with you?” mattheo exclaims.

i suck in a breath. “the year before i met you…”

he explodes. “y/n, that was over ten years ago! even my dad is better than that! he’s only missed one of my birthdays. and that’s because he wasn’t quite… himself.”

“you mean because he was implanted in the back of quirrels head?” i giggle.

he rolls his eyes. “yes. but that’s not my point. he’s literally the worst wizard to ever live, but he still makes time to celebrate with me. his son. and i think your dad should too.”

i feel my eyes grow misty. “i know. but-” he cuts me off with a hug. “yeah. i get it.” mattheo mumbles into my hair.

“yo yo yo, where’s my favourite girly pop?” blaise yells from down the hall. theo let’s go of me suddenly and smiles weakly.

i nod and open the door, greeted with a grinning blaise and bored malfoy.

“dude, if she isn’t even here than why the hell are we- oh hey y/n,” malfoy gives me a salute.

“kids! dinner!” my mother yells. “DINNERRR!” blaise shrieks, running down the hall like an excited puppy. malfoy follows him, sighing and rolling his eyes.

“after you, miss y/n.” mattheo says, bowing and gesturing me forwards. i laugh. “thank you, sir riddle.”

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-blaise’s pov-

“that was epic! i love mrs y/l/n’s cooking.” malfoy groans, holding his stomach.

“yeah, and y/n seemed really happy as well.” i sigh. i just want her to be happy. she’s like my little sister.

riddle makes a funny noise at my comment. “what riddle? you don’t think she was?”

he chews his lip. “yeah, she was. but before you got there, she was… different.” his eyes go lovey and dazed.

i pull him close. “you really like her, hey?” he brushes off the fact. “i just want her happy. like you.” he says quietly, not acknowledging what i said.

“mate, don’t deny it. i can see how much you like her. just tell her already. it’ll make you feel better.” i don’t know when i became the inspirational therapist friend, but i’ll take what i can get.

“i was gonna tonight. but she was so sad when we where talking.”

his eyes darken. “blaise, does your dad love you?”

i stammer for a second. “well, yeah, i think so. does yours?”

“yeah. i think so too.”

we’re quiet for a moment.

“blaise?”

“yeah?”

“i don’t think y/n’s dad loves her.” mattheo says quietly.

“i guess so. but mate?”

“yeah?”

“you love her. and that’s more than enough.”

he smiles a little. “yeah. yeah, i do.”

#harry potter #harry potter fanfiction #draco lucius malfoy #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x fem!reader #mattheo riddle x you #mattheo x y/n #blaise zabini

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l0renz0sgf · 2 years

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POV: you catch a cold while outside and Theo is worried

Warnings: sick reader, mention of stuffy nose and sore throat, fluff!

Request by: @siriuslydestiny

I loved writing this lmk how y’all like this one

Theo head cannon- lorenzo zurzolo

Theodore nott loves the snow and I mean LOVES the snow. So when the first snow day arrived at Hogwarts he begged you to come out and enjoy it with him. He looked so cute you couldn’t deny his request. “Please y/n please come outside with me, I promise you will have fun “ Theo pleaded with you but you’ve always loved snow days, just from the inside of course. “Okay fine Theo but not for long you know I can’t handle the cold like you” you slightly giggled at the reaction from the boy in-front of you. After layering fabrics underneath one another and putting your boots on you were ready to tackle the cold with Theo. “Wait y/n!” Theo shouted at you from in the back of his closet. You turned around with a questionable look as Theo pulled out a dark green scarf and beanie just for you to wear. He wanted to make sure you stayed warm so you could be outside with him longer. “Thanks love” you said as he wrapped the scarf around your neck. “Anything for you y/n” Theo said with a crooked smile that mirrored onto yours.

The two of you walked through the empty corridors of Hogwarts barley seeing anyone since everyone was enjoying their day in the warm shops at Hogsmeade. As you got to the courtyard you could see Theo’s eyes light up as he saw the snow that acted as a blanket on every thing that sat outside. Little did Theo know you brought your Polaroid camera with you and you had to capture this moment( the cover photo). The two of you had spent the whole day making angels and snowman. You were like two little kids on a rush of happiness. After playing in the snow, you were exhausted so the the two of you went to the great hall to have some dinner and tea. The both of you had made it back to Theo’s dorm and you put your favorite record on, Songs from the big chair and head of heals starts to play.

Play Head over heals now!

“Come on love let me run you a warm bath” Theo said sweetly and you happily hummed in response. Wanting to take off all the layers you had on, you quickly realized you couldn’t get your boots off so you needed help. “Theooooooo” you went on calling for him until he came out of the bathroom and saw you struggling to get your boots off. He smiled and then came over to help you. After relaxing in the bath and changing into Theo’s sweat pants and hoodie that practically drowned you, you made your way to his bed where he layed waiting for you to be done.” Did you enjoy your bath?” Theo asked as he pulled you to his chest.” it was so nice thank you” you said as you quickly relaxed into his chest. “Go to sleep darling I know you’re tired” you heard him whisper into your ear. You hummed in response, letting sleep take over you.

The next morning:

Theo had early morning quidditch practice and you knew this as it happened every weekend. The both of you established that you guys would always meet at the great hall to have breakfast together after practice was over. The only thing is you slept through your alarm and breakfast. Theo quickly became worried and went to your dorm to see you weren’t there. He went to his dorm and walked into to see you sleeping soundly. His nerves calmed down and went to the side of the bed gently moving the hair out of your face. You started to wake up and opened your eyes to see your boyfriend smiling at you. You cupped the hand that rested on the side of your face. Once you were finally awake you realized you had a stuffy nose and you were freezing even though you were covered in a thick comforter and wrapped in blankets.” Are you okay love?” Theo asked clearly concerned. “ I think I just have a cold” you practically whispered thinking your throat hurts too.”This is all my fault” Theo said as he pinched the bridge of his nose thinking of ways he can help. “ Darling I will be right back I am going to get you some soup” Theo said quickly before practically running to the kitchen. All you could think about it is that you just wanted to be cuddled. You wanted warmth and you knew your boyfriend could give you that.

Theo came back after about 20 minutes with your favorite soup. “Hey y/n I’m back with some soup to help warm you up” Theo said with a smile trying to do as much as he can.” Thank you teddy but, I really just want you to cuddle with me right now” you said with a pout. “ Oh of course baby” you rolled to one side of the bed and lifted the covers up. Theo slipped off his shoes and slid into the covers. He pulled you to his chest and you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him even closer to you. Theo started to play with your hair trying to make you relax. Your eyes started to feel heavy and you knew that you were about to fall asleep but you tried to fight it because you loved moments like these with your boy.” Y/n i know you’re tired, I will still be here when you wake up. I love you darling” Theo stated. “ I love you too” you said letting sleep take over you.

Okay how did y’all like this one????

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writing-with-syd · 4 months

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- 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐙𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐈 -

Apocalypse || Blaise Zabini x Gn!Reader

summary: Blaise and Y/n share their first I love you's

Inhale, Exhale || Blaise Zabini x Gn!Reader

summary: Y/n has an anxiety/panic attack during end of year exams. Blaise is there to comfort them.

Shot in the Dark || Blaise Zabini × Gn!Muggleborn!Reader

summary: Blaise can’t help his feelings for you, but you know it could never work

- 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 -

Happy you exist || Harry Potter x Fem!Reader

summary: Harry shares his fears, and Y/n is there to comfort him.

- 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 -

Hidden Confessions || Hermione Granger x Fem!reader

summary: Y/n and Hermione confess their feelings while studying in the library

Slow Dancing || Hermione Granger x Fem!Slytherin!Reader

summary: Hermione and Y/n share more than a dance on the night of the Yule ball.

- 𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 -

First time for everything || Ron Weasley x Gn!Reader

summary: Y/n convinces Ron to have a date at an ice skating rink.

#blaise zabini imagine #blaise zabini x reader #hermione granger #hermione fanfiction #hermione fic #hermione granger x reader #harry potter imagine #harry potter x reader #ron weasley fic #ron weasley x reader #ron weasley #harry potter #blaise zabini x fem!reader

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notti-stellate · 10 months

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Guysss

So I started playing Hogwarts Legacy so now I'm back in another harry potter phase. I'm currently OBSESSED with the slytherin gang (as a fellow slytherin myself) but mainly Mattheo and Draco (kinda theodore)!!! I'm totally open to requests for them at the moment.

#draco malfoy headcanons #draco malfoy fluff #draco malfoy x y/n #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader #slytherin gang x fem!reader #slytherin gang x reader #slytherin #mattheo riddle x fem!reader #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle #theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott x y/n #hp fanfic #hp fandom #blaise zabini #blaise zabini x reader #pansy parkinson

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viennalingers · 4 months

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masterlist

HARRY POTTER:

cedric diggor:

nothing yet..

fred wesley:

nothing yet..

george wesley:

nothing yet

slythrin boys:

draco malfoy:

nothing yet..

blasie ( can’t spell his last name):

nothing yet..

theo not:

nothing yet..

tom riddle:

nothing yet..

mattheo riddle:

nothing yet..

you(tv show):

joe Goldberg:

nothing yet..

maraders:

james potter:

nothing yet.

remus lupin:

regulas black:

nothing yet..

sirius black:

nothing yet..

lily evan’s:

nothing yet..

celebrity:

cameron monaghan:

penn badgely:

nothing yet..

tom blyth:

nothing yet..

andrew garfield:

nothing yet..

adam driver:

nothing yet..

cillian murthy:

nothing yet..

mads mikkelsen:

nothing yet..

jacob elorid:

nothing yet..

request over celebritys

only do fem reader reader has no specific look

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mrsriddlenott · 9 months

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~ Caught lll ~

Mattheo Riddle x Fem!reader

masterlist

Warnings:Language,Oral(m!receiving), Choking,Smut&Fluff,Aggressive Sex, Public Sex(kinda near the end), Pretty Much All Smut.

“Are you okay with this Princess?” Mattheo asked in a sigh as he removed his already unbuttoned shirt while walking towards you, “Maybe if they hear you screaming my name they’ll learn the importance of privacy. What do you think Baby?” He chuckled and smiled down at you, already knowing your answer as he lightly pushed you towards the glass door of the shower by your hips.

“Yes, I’m okay with it,” As soon as the words left your lips your back was being pushed against the cold glass as his lips attacked yours and his fingers fumbled with the buttons of your shirt before pulling it off and throwing it aside. As you reached for the buckle of Mattheo’s belt his lips started to roam up and down your neck before he chuckled against the bruised skin while grabbing your hands in one of his, stopping your actions.

“Did I tell you to do that yet Princess?” He asked, eyes locked onto yours as you shook your head no. “You know the rules Angel, speak when you’re spoken to,” His free hand snaked up from your hip to your neck in a flash as he spoke, “No Sir,” He smiled as you whispered your response before pulling you in by your neck to leave a soft kiss on your lips, “Mmmm…..I like Sir, you should use that more often.” He sighed and smiled as you batted your eyes up at him before speaking, “Only if you call me Angel more….Sir.”

Mattheo pulled your hands from his belt to pin them to the glass above your head as he hovered his lips above yours, “Anything for you Angel,” he whispered before slamming his lips into yours, dragging his tongue across your lower lip, begging for entrance as his hand left your neck to roam your body. He quickly tugged your skirt down and allowed it to bunch up on the ground, leaving you in your underwear before him before he pulled away from the kiss to admire your body, releasing your hands and leaning onto the countertop of the sink.

“Turn on the shower,” Mattheo demanded in a low voice as he brought his bottom lip between his teeth, letting his eyes wander down your body. You turned, feeling his eyes on you as you bent down, arching more than necessary to turn the knob to the perfect temperature. For a second you let the water wash over your shoulder as it fell from the head above you before turning back to Mattheo in the now see through material on your body.

“Fuck Princess,” He groaned with his eyes glued on the soaked white cotton on your chest, “The things you do to me,” He shook his head with a laugh as you batted your eyes at him teasingly. “What exactly is it that I do to you Mattheo?” You asked, feigning innocence as you bit your bottom lip, his eyes meeting yours as his dick twitched in his pants.

Mattheo chuckled softly as he slowly pushed himself from the countertop and approached you, reaching for your hand. “This is what you do to me,” He whispered as he pulled your hand to palm the bulge in his pants. “And this of course,” He sighed as he took your other hand and placed it on his chest above his raising heart.

You smiled up at him as you moved your hand along the hard bulge in his jeans, pulling a desperate moan close to a growl from him before he was gripping your throat tightly and pulling you in for a sloppy, unfocused kiss as your hand snaked around his neck to get lost in his hair. He groaned against your lips as you tugged on his curls before he spoke again, “Get on your knees for me please Baby,” He demanded with a wide smile and his forehead pressed against yours.

You slowly dropped to your knees, your hand trailing down his exposed torso as you did, letting your fingertips linger over his v-line, forcing a desperate sigh from him. You kept eye contact as you slowly started to unfasten his belt and zipper before he roughly took over, pulling his jeans and boxers down himself, “No time for teasing Princess,” Mattheo’s voice was desperate and demanding as he positioned himself in front of your lips.

You chuckled at his desperation as you pumped him slowly, spreading his pre-cum up and down his shaft. “You won’t be laughing in a second Angel, I can assure you of that.” He sighed out breathlessly before you licked up and down the slit on his tip, making him groan. You slowly took his head between your lips, sucking it softly and circling your tongue around it, as Mattheo watched you intently his dick twitch in your mouth from your maintained eye contact. You pulled away, still pumping him slowly before bringing your tongue to the base of his dick and trailing it up to his tip to take him in your mouth again. He hissed at the sensation, letting his head drop back, steading himself on the counter with one hand as he brought the other to tangle itself in your hair while you started to bob your head on him.

“Fuck Princess,” He sighed happily as you brought your hand up to pump what you couldn’t fit of him in your mouth, his hand in your hair guiding you up and down him at a steady pace. He moaned loudly as his tip hit the back of your throat repeatedly while he lightly thrusted himself in and out your mouth, making you gag around him.

“Fuck, get up here,” He sighed breathlessly as his hand that was tangled in your hair moved to grip your neck, pulling you roughly up to him and smashing his lips into yours. His tongue explored your mouth aggressively as his free hand immediately moved to unclasp your bra and yank your underwear down your legs. His lips trailed from yours to your jaw and down your neck as he threw your underwear aside with a smile. He left open mouthed kisses across your chest and collar bones, leaving as many marks as he wanted before bringing his tongue back up the length of your neck, “Get in.” He whispered against your ear before smacking your ass, making you yelp and jump slightly.

Mattheo followed you as you stepped into the warm water, almost immediately pinning you to the steamy tile wall as he slammed the fogged glass door shut behind him. His lips caught yours and your hands found his hair, tugging on it as he gripped your waist and roughly lifted you up to wrap your legs around his hips. He hastily lined himself up and slammed into with no warning as he held you against the wall with an arm behind your back.

He gripped your thigh as he let you adjust before pulling out and thrusting into you again, harder this time. His lips left yours as he leaned back to watch your face as his tip hit your g-spot repeatedly, your eyes falling shut as your hands moved to steady yourself on his shoulders had him thrusting into you faster and harder, watching as you fell apart on his dick, his name falling from your lips like a chant.

“Fuck I should have just fucked you on that desk and made sure they knew you were mine,” Mattheo growled as he moved his hand to hold you up by both your hips, pulling you under the water as he brought you down on his dick over and over, your wet bodies smacking together as he hit angles he’d never imagined before. His mouth attached itself to the front of your neck as your head fell back into the water screaming his name in pleasure as you came around him for the first time in weeks.

He lifted you up by your hips, waiting only a second before bringing them back down still; your grip on his shoulders tightened as his lips sucked and bit at your neck while you moaned his name. “That’s what I wanna hear Angel,” He whispered before catching your lips with his, his tongue exploring your mouth and muffling your whimpers of pleasure as he plowed into you, helping you ride out your high.

You both moaned into each other’s mouth as you clenched and squirmed around him, nails digging into his shoulders, leaving marks as you bucked your hips to match his thrusts. He picked up the pace of his thrusts as your muscles shook and your back arched away from the water, “Fuck Mattheo,” He chuckled at your breathless moaning as his hands on your hips gripped harder, surely leaving marks behind. His thrust’s became irregular and sloppy as he shoved your body against the wall again, thrusting into you one last time before he was tensing and shaking slightly as he came inside of you.

You both breathed slowly as Mattheo held you up, pulling you forward into a hug, staying inside of you, kissing your cheeks and neck while you both smiled at each other. “Come here, lemme get you cleaned up Angel,” He sighed as he lifted you off of him, softly placing you on your feet and keeping a strong arm around your waist to keep you up on your weak legs.

Mattheo leaned forward, kissing up your shoulder and neck as he grabbed your body wash from behind you, putting a generous amount on your chest and using his hand to lather it around your body, paying extra attention to your boobs and ass making you both fall into fits of laughter. By the time Mattheo decided you were both clean enough to exit the shower, the water was going cold and the towels on the rack were damp with steam.

Mattheo cracked the door open slightly to check your dorm for your friends as you dried yourself off the best you could, “Finally,” He sighed as he came up behind you, snaking his arms around your waist and shaking his wet hair over you as he buried his face in your neck, laughing at your annoyance. “Mattheo!” You lightly scolded through laughs before he picked you up from behind, spinning around and carrying you to your bed.

“How about round two Baby?” He asked through a smile as he dropped you on your comforter, closing the curtains around you as he crawled over you slowly, his lips connecting to your exposed skin everywhere they could reach before letting his tongue graze over the areas slowly. “Didn’t you say no teasing?” You giggled as his eyes flicked up to yours before going silent at the look he gave you while he began slowly moving up your body to hold himself up with one hand beside your head, as the other surrounded your neck.

“Hmmm….what was that Angel?” He asked with a smirk and tilt of his head, his grip on your neck tightening slightly, “Answer wisely if you’d like to cum again any time soon Princess,” He chuckled down at you as you squirmed and squeezed your thighs together at his words before finally finding yours, “No-nothing Sir,”

“Smart girl,” Mattheo chuckled while he leant down to catch your lips in his, kissing you slowly as he opened your legs with his knee before leaning back and grabbing your hips to line himself up at your entrance. He slowly pushed himself back inside of you as he leaned forward to kiss you softly, taking both of your hands in each of his and pressing them to the bed next to your head. “I’m gonna fuck you until you can barley speak,” He chuckled distractedly as he buried his face in your neck, slowly pulling himself out and pushing himself back in at a steady pace as you wiggled below him. His slow thrusts were driving you crazy as you whimpered and whined while clenching yourself around him, his tongue and teeth on your neck sending shivers straight to your core as he slowly fucked you.

You gripped at his hands in yours as you desperately bucked your hips onto his, “Faster Mattheo please,” you whined as he pulled his face away from your neck to look you in the eyes, laughing slightly at your fucked state. “Okay Baby, on one condition….you keep your eyes open and on me, can you do that for me Beautiful?” He asked as he stilled inside of you, making you whimper as you nodded your head and agreed as he laughed at your desperation.

“Yes, yes, please Mattheo,” your whines were cut off as he roughly pulled out of you and rammed back into you, sending you slightly up the mattress as he pulled out and repeated his actions while you screamed in pleasure. His eyes bore into yours as he removed his hands from your grip to pull you back to him by your waist, fucking into you even harder as your legs and arms wrapped around him and your nails drug down his back, pulling a moan from the back of his throat.

He steadied himself with both his hands on either side of you as he hovered his face above yours with a smile, his tip grazing your cervix with each hard thrust making your eye contact harder and harder to keep as you fought the urge to let your head fall back. The creaks of your bed and your shared moans as he rolled his hips in and out of you drowning the sound of your door being opened and three sets of shoes entering after it.

“Are you guys finally done yet or what?” Draco’s annoyed voice echoed through your dorm outside of the hangings of your bed as Mattheo gave you a devilish smile before pounding into you even harder, forcing out a pornagraphic moan as he watched you with a grin.

“You guys are like rabbits I swear,” Blaise spoke, the smirk evident in his voice as Mattheo sped up his actions even more, leaning forward and connecting your bodies as he placed his sweaty forehead to yours. The bed began to shake and hit the wall as your moans blended together, both of you silently praying the curtains stayed closed as he fucked you into the mattress.

You finally caved and let yourself shut your eyes as your head fell back against your pillow, Mattheo’s thrusts directly into your g-spot making it impossible to follow his order as you began to come undone on his dick. He brought his lips to your neck, muffling his own moans while sucking and biting your skin as you clenched around him, screaming his name as you came together. The sound of the door closing loudly made you both giggle as Mattheo collapsed on top of you, catching his breath as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Don’t think you’re gonna get away with disobeying me just because that was the best sex we’ve ever had,” He sighed breathlessly into your neck before biting it aggressively, making you buck forward on him again.

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blackthunder137 · 2 years

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Hell of a ride (M.R. x reader)

Pairings- Mattheo Riddle x fem!reader

Summary- Dancing with Berkshire fumes Mattheo with rage and he takes revenge in his own way.

Warnings- smut, drugs, smoking, degrading, dom!mattheo, sub!reader, fingering, unprotected sex, dark themes.

Writer’s Note- yeah…bye and thank you @nottluvr for proofreading this <33

Navigation Taglist Mattheo Riddle's masterlist

He felt you were a little too close to Lorenzo. Lorenzo's hands were directly over your ass and the way your hips moved to each beat. Oh, how he wished to be the one whose hands were all over you, touching every part of your body. The one he desired.

But you were dancing with fucking Berkshire simply because he asked you to.

You two attended the Ravenclaw party, which the Ravenclaws had every month. There are drinks, drugs, lovers making out, and cigarettes everywhere. Everything was fine until Berkshire requested you to dance with him. You gave Mattheo a quick sidelong glance but still went dancing with him.

He just couldn’t stand the sight. He wanted to just go out there and punch this man and take his girl with him. His face was heating up and his anger engulfed him. He clenched his fists.

"Dude, look your girl's dancing with Berkshire," said Blaise from behind.

"Shut up," Mattheo shouted, trying not to lose it.

"No wonder she doesn't want to dance with you," Blaise smirked as he looked at the two of you and then back at Mattheo.

"SHUT UP!" he yelled, slamming a table against the wall, causing Blaise to recoil and take a step back. Everyone turned their attention to the two of them, and Mattheo simply left the party.

You noticed him leaving the party and followed him. You called his name several times in an attempt to catch up with him and catch his attention.

You locked the door behind you as you entered his dorm.

"What the fuck is going on?" you exclaimed, astounded by what had recently occurred at the party.

"You have no idea now, do you?" he said sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" you inquired, confused.

Mattheo approached you, towering over you. "Oh, you dancing with that fucking Berkshire," he said, his voice husky.

You smirked and continued, "You weren't jealous, were you?" moving towards him. Your faces are close as ever, breathing heavily and deeply while staring into one another's eyes.

“And what are you gonna do about that?” he asked, sending shivers down your spine.

You were turned on. You just wanted to feel him inside you now. Oh god, his voice was so attractive.

Mattheo grabbed your throat and shoved you against the wall. You winced in pain as your skin made contact with the wall.

He began kissing you, biting your lip and moving his lips to your neck. He started sucking your skin, causing you to moan. You put your hands in his hair, but he drew them away from your neck and placed them over your head.

"You can't do anything until I tell you to, slut," he commanded. You whined in response.

He carried out what he needed to finish sucking into your neck, making you moan louder and louder.

He pulled away from your neck, finding you covered in purple hickeys he made for his girl.

"Take off your dress," he ordered, letting go of your hands. You did exactly what he said.

You undressed in front of him. He became wet just by looking at you in your bra and panties. He was eager to get his hands on areas you couldn't even imagine.

"Go lie down," he said, motioning to the bed, and you did.

He then walked inside to get something. Oh, the things he'd do to you now. He was enraged and envious that you had accepted to dance with Lorenzo when your boyfriend was standing in front of you, watching.

But you couldn't deny that a part of you wanted this. The deepest, darkest part of you yearned to be fucked by him. A part of you wanted him to hurt you and wanted your legs to start shaking.

He returned with a rope and tied you to the headboard of the bed, examining every inch of your body. His lips formed a sneer as he imagined you begging for him to stop.

You had no idea what you had gotten yourself into.

He then removed his shirt and you were mesmerised by his toned body. You bit your lip at how hot he looked.

"Fuck me, Matheo." to avoid sounding desperate, you exhaled.

"You're already wet for me, you little slut." He smirked as he ripped off your panties and gripped your thighs tightly, sucking into your sweet spots. You moaned in pleasure as a few tears trickled down your cheeks with each inch he got closer and closer to your orgasm. He stroked your clit and pounded his two fingers within you, in and out. He quickened his pace, and you were on the verge of having an orgasm when he removed his fingers, preventing you from cumming.

"Mattheo," you wailed as you were this close to your orgasm.

"This is what you get for dancing with him. You should be treated like a slut."

You couldn't handle it any longer. You wanted him to be inside of you. You tried to edge him by pushing your hips against his clothed dick, but he quickly reverted.

"You're such a needy little slut. Do you think you deserve this after what you did?"

"m’sorry, Mattheo... This will not happen again... I want you. Please...fuck me." you cried.

At that he sighed and removed his pants, leaving him only in his boxers. You could see his bludge.

He slid his boxers down and thrust himself inside you, taking you by surprise. His pace quickens with each passing minute. He was pounding in and out of you. There was a cacophony of moans and groans.

"M-mattheo... so-slow down..." you managed to speak out in between his thrusting in and out of you.

He did not listen to you and instead raised his pace, even more, to punish you for dancing with Lorenzo. You made an effort to speak, but you were unable to do so.

He loved to see the sight of you begging and crying for him to allow you to come. Your tits move up and down with every thrust, and that is what he wanted. He wanted to show you how dominant and possessive he can be over something that is his and only his.

You were getting closer to your orgasm with each increase in speed, constantly hitting your g-spot.

"m'going to cum," you moaned.

"Say you're mine," he said, bucking his hands to your hip and speeding up.

"I-I'm yours," you cried out.

He was full of your cum when you eventually let some out. You were overcome with euphoria and contentment. You sighed, and Mattheo kissed you violently simultaneously, removing the rope, and your hands finally felt free as you held and kissed him back.

You both drew back for air, panting for breath after having the time of your lives.

After a while, you could feel your legs shaking and tried to move them, but you couldn't. He did not lie when he said that he will fuck you hard.

Well, it was a hell of a ride.

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