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[atwoodsgirl]

seth cohen doesn't stop talking. everyone knows this. always cracking awkward jokes, talking so fast his sentence becomes one big blurb. but god does he talk when he's fucking you relentlessly. his cock buried deep inside your warmth, your manicured nails tugging at his curls, scratching at his scalp perfectly. "you know, i've always- fuck- you're so good." seth mumbles as he thrusts into you. you moan out — legs wrapped around his waist. "are u comfortable? do you wanna switch positions?" he asks panting. you screw your eyes shut, whimpering at the feeling of his tip nudging your cervix. seth watched your expression contort in pleasure. "i take that as a no? okay- well, wow-" he cuts himself off with a grunt due to your cunt clenching around his cock to shut him up. he moans into your bare chest, kissing the soft skin. but he doesn't stop there. "isn't it crazy to think i named my boat after you?" he asks. "seth cohen! please shut up for one second." you say in frustration. your anger doesn't stop him from driving into you. "geez woman, sorry." he sighs. your hands move from his head of hair to his shoulders, digging your nails into the skin causing him to hiss. the knot in your stomach begins to snap, causing your legs to tremble and squeeze around seth's waist even tighter. you moan out at the exquisite feeling of your cervix being slammed into, but then- "i think i need to get a new bed soon." seth says, overhearing the creaking of the bed. "cohen!"

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theodore nott

study break, theodore nott

— in which you've been cramming for your O.W.Ls and your boyfriend comes by to relieve your stress.

boyfriend!theo blurbs

ryan atwood

mine, ryan atwood

— in which a random at a party tries to move in on you, ryan proves to you that your his and only his.

christopher sturniolo

early mornings

— in which you and chris awaken on an early morning and let's just say, things turn.

more to come...

[atwoodsgirl]

early mornings, chris sturniolo

content warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, established relationship, titty play, bigdick!chris.

the sunlight peaked through the sheer white curtains, the warmth trailing into the chilly room. your bodies were tangled in the sheets, soft breaths hitting your face as your boyfriend, chris, snored peacefully. the rays of sunlight shined directly into your eyes, causing you to groan from the rude awakening.

chris's body was keeping you warm beneath the thin sheets. the skin of your tummy grazing his. what time was it? you attempted to slip out of chris's arms but he kept you close, even in his peaceful slumber. you reached out, using the arm that wasn't intertwined in chris's grasp.

you find your phone, caught between layers of sheets. you bring it to your face, your freshly awoken eyes adjusting to the bright light.

8:34am.

surprisingly early in the morning. you feel chris shuffle beside you, grumbling at your movement. his arms release their grip on your body, moving to rub his eyes. his brown locs were disheveled from the untroubled slumber you two were in.

"rise and shine, sleepyhead." you utter, studying his perfect features. his sweet pink lips, his flawless skin, everything about him was completeness. he knits his eyebrows together, peaking his eyes open to glance at you.

his hands find your hips, his fingers pressing into the soft skin. his fingers toy with the elastic of your panties before pulling you towards him. he nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, his lips tracing the skin, etching goosebumps across the surface.

he leaves sweet kisses wherever his lip traveled. "too tired to talk?" you ask, pushing yourself closer to him as his grip on your hips tighten. he groans, nodding before his hands travel to the plush of your ass. you gasp, "chris it's 8 in the morning." you giggle.

he grabs handfuls of your ass, pressing himself against you, his hard-on pressing into your thigh. "even better." he whispered, the rasp in his voice making your tummy flip.

you can feel your pussy beginning to throb, chris pulling you closer than ever, basically grinding against your thigh. your fingers play with his unkempt hair, getting tangled in the mess. chris uses the grip he has on your ass to pull you onto him, now straddling his lap.

you whimpered at the contact of his dick pressing against your throbbing pussy. you whine out, only two pieces of fabric creating a barrier between the two of you — your panties and his boxers.

"take it off." chris said, pulling at the hem of your t-shirt. you obeyed, pulling the t-shirt over your head and discarding it onto the hardwood floor. your nipples perked up due to the sudden lack of warmth. chris pulled your chest to his mouth, pressing kisses across the soft skin of your chest before taking your nipple into his warm mouth.

you moaned out, chris suckling on your nipple as his hand squeezed the other, playing with the plump flesh. you pressed your hips down into his, searching for any kind of friction. your pussy dripped with arousal, soaking your panties. chris groaned against your chest, bucking his hips up into yours. your hand grabbed the headboard above his head, whimpering at the stimulation.

chris pulled away from your chest, tugging at your panties, signaling for you to take them off. before you stripped yourself off your panties, you lowered your body below chris's hips, pulling at the elastic of his loose boxers and pulling them down his legs. you watch as his cock springs out of his boxers, precum dripping down from his tip down to the base.

you moaned at the sight, pulling your panties down your long legs before taking his thick cock into your hand, salivating at how heavy he was in your hand. your thumb circled his pink, swollen tip, your hand squeezing his cock.

chris twitched at the contact, quiet moans slipping off his tongue as your hand begins stroking his long, thick cock. you were basically dripping onto the sheets at the thought of him inside of you. you crawl above chris, positioning yourself above this cock. your hand squeezing the base of his cock, your lips meet chris's, kissing him sloppily.

you lower yourself onto his cock, moaning into chris's mouth at the stretch. chris squeezes your hips, feeling your warmth swallow him whole.

your walls clench tightly around his cock, his tip already nudging at your sweet spot. you whine out, pressing your hands against his chest at the delicious stretch. you adjusted to his size before moving, feeling every vein that traveled along his thick cock.

chris began to guide your hips up and down slowly, grunting at the way your pussy squeezed him.

"shit, ma-" chris moaned out. your body trembled at the immense pleasure. chris continued to guide you, up and down. your fingers dug into his biceps, incoherent whispers slipping from your lips. every time chris guided you down, you rolled your hips down against his hips.

chris's grip tightened on your hips, his mind going fuzzy from how you feel. how your warmth swallows him, how your walls clench against him. you were made for him.

you rode him painfully slowly, taking in every inch. you continued to chant your little mantra to yourself; up. down. roll.

your breath was shaky, your clit grazing his pubic bone every time you pushed your hips down into his — turning your brain into mush. your legs began to shake, nearly giving out from the constant non-stop motion. you could feel his tip kissing your cervix, urging you to continue, but your legs were trembling.

chris noticed this, and before you could even begin to stop, he quickly bucked his hips up, slamming his tip into your sweet spot.

"fuck!" you let out a yelp. chris began thrusting from under you at a quick pace, the sound of skin slapping began to echo throughout the room. your eyebrows knitted together at the overwhelming pleasure of his tip driving into your cervix. "chris-" chanting his name, body falling limp as your head falls into the crook of his neck. your hot breath fans his skin, your moans slipping right into his ear, only pushing him to fuck you harder.

your nails dug into his shoulders, walls basically crushing his dick inside of you as you begin to reach your orgasm. your face twists into pure bliss, "gonna-" you stumble.

chris doesn't slow down, he continues pounding into you from below, his eyes are screwed shut from the gratification. his hands never leave your hips, his tight grip surely leaving marks on the surface of your skin.

chris's moans spilling off his tongue pushed you to the edge, releasing all over his thick cock as he continued to thrust into your sweet warmth. your face flushed a pink hue, hair messier than it was when you woke up. you whine out from the overstimulation of chris continuing to fuck you, reaching his orgasm.

he pulls you off his dick speedily, pumping his cock before his warm load spurts out, decorating his tummy. you fall beside chris, panting from your previous orgasm.

chris lets out a sigh, grabbing a cloth from the nightstand and cleaning himself up before glancing over at you, analyzing the mess he made of you.

"i need to start waking up earlier."

[atwoodsgirl]

thinking about ryan and his nose...

content warnings: 18+, munch!ryan, oral fem!receiving

the pool house was dark, besides the occasional sunlight peaking in through the closed curtains. your fingers dug into the silk sheets of ryan's bed, your other hand tugging on ryan's blond locs. lewd moans slipped of your tongue, your legs quivered as ryan devoured you. his tongue prodding at your slick entrance, his nose nudging your clit deliciously. you could hear the sopping noises of ryan licking up every drop of arousal that dripped from your aching cunt. your noises only encouraged ryan, his fingers digging into your thighs — definitely leaving bruises against the skin. his tongue delved throughout your folds, he was basically swimming in your pussy right now. your legs were sore from attempting to close around ryan's head, but his large hands kept them wide open. you couldn't go any longer, your stomach was doing flips, creating a knot that was going to snap at any moment now. ryan's groans sent vibrations through your core, pushing you over the edge. you couldn't remember the last time he came up for a breath, he was stuck between your legs. all you could focus on was how sweetly his nose pushed on ur clit, dragging through your folds roughly. your brain went mushy from the overwhelming pleasure. ryan glanced up at your face, watching as your face contorted in pleasure, knowing your high was approaching. you tried to warn him, grabbing at this shoulders as your entire body shook. this would be your 3rd orgasm. you were overstimulated to say the least, but it just felt so good. you came, juices spilling out as ryan licked up every drop, basically reaching his own orgasm at the taste of you. you expected ryan to slow down, but he had other plans. "can't-" you mumbled, attempting to push ryan's head away from your puffy, swollen cunt. ryan pulled away, you moaned at the sight, his hair all messy, his cheeks flushed a pink hue, your slick covering his face — dripping down his nose to his chin. "just one more, i know you got it in you."

[atwoodsgirl]

mine, ryan atwood

content warnings: 18+, smut, breeding kink? (if you squint), unprotected sex, bigdick!ryan, oral fem!receiving, fingering

fashion week.

a traditional event held in newport at the end of summer, just before a new school year begins. there you'll find crowds of newpsies, wealthy men, and lots of champagne. these events were often dreaded, at least by you. but holly's after party — that was tolerable.

the crowd was bustling, teenagers sipping out of solo cups filled with god knows what. warm bodies danced together, couples making out in the pool.

you stood by the back patio door, taking occasional sips of your drink. the last thing you want is to be intoxicated with these people. your eyes wandered the massive backyard, scanning through crowds of people for your boyfriend, ryan whom said he was getting another drink.

you sighed, going to take another sip of your drink, but before you could, you heard a voice.

"hey."

you glance over your shoulder to see a man. he smiled, the warm breeze blowing through his brown hair.

"oh, hey." you say before going back to your drink. you would be lying if you said you were interested in talking to this guy.

"enjoying the party?" he says, leaning against the wall. his shoulder meets yours, eyes not leaving yours.

you pull away from his shoulder, "i guess, just waiting for my boyfriend."

you glance up at him, seeing his face fall. you raise an eyebrow in confusion. "you?"

"uh, yeah, it's a cool party." he inches closer to you, this time, his arm touching yours.

you blink, can this guy take a hint?

"well, i'm gonna go look for my boyfriend." you say, beginning to walk off before he abruptly grabs your arm. your eyes widen in confusion.

"wait, i've seen you around, you're really beautiful, i just want to talk to you." he pleads, the grip on your arm is tight.

you attempt to shake out of his grip, "let me go."

your confusion turns into fear, you look up at this man, his eyebrows furrowing in anger.

before you could try to pry him off of you, you hear a loud voice echo from the other side of the yard.

"hey!"

ryan.

ryan hurries over, dropping his drink before pulling the man off of you. you yelp, hitting the wall from the sudden in-balance. "get your hands off of her." ryan says, grabbing the collar of the man's shirt and holding him against the brick wall.

the crowd of teenagers gasp, their attention on the two boys. "ryan." you try, but ryan's grip doesn't falter.

"i'm sorry, i just wanted to talk to her." the man says, fear consuming him. ryan's face scrunched up with anger, "don't come near her." ryan says before shoving him away.

the man scatters off speedily, the crowd returning to their own conversations. you take a deep breath before looking up at ryan.

"are you okay?" ryan asks, stepping towards you as he caresses your arms. he looks into your eyes, searching for an answer. you nod, still in somewhat of a shock as to what just happened.

"let's get out of here." ryan sighs, beginning to pull you through the crowds of reckless teenagers.

the pool house was cold, a difference from the warm breeze outside. the moonlight shined in through the windows, lighting up the room just enough for you to examine ryan's features. you and ryan laid comfortably on his bed, the warmth of his body keeping you safe, yet the silk sheets against your skin made you shiver.

ryan stares at the ceiling, you wonder what he's thinking about. what goes on behind those warm blue eyes. his chest rises slowly, his fingers aimlessly tracing figures on the skin of your thigh.

"thank you for tonight, ry." your voice was soft, causing ryan's heart to flutter a bit. he glanced down at you, pulling his eyes off the bland ceiling. the eye contact sending butterflies throughout your tummies.

"anything for my girl." ryan kisses the top of your head.

"sit up." he says suddenly. confusion washes over your face, but nonetheless you sit up facing ryan. you look at him puzzled, admiring his face. how his soft blonde hair fell perfectly onto his forehead, his biceps flexing at the slightest movement.

he was perfection.

he smirks, sitting up to lean against the cold wood headboard before grabbing your hips with his large hands and guiding you to his lap.

your legs sat in either side of his, straddling his lap.

you knew where this was going — and you couldn't be more impatient.

ryan cups your jaw, slowly bringing your lips together. the kiss was soft and gentle, yet you could taste the hunger dripping from his sweet lips.

your hands find his large biceps, feeling the muscles twitch underneath your fingers as his hands find the plush of your ass. you moan into this kiss, ryan taking the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

you grind your hips down into his lap, earning a low groan from him. you were desperate, continuing to grind into his lap, looking for any sort of friction. your arousal dripped from your panties, surely leaving a wet spot on his sweats.

"please, ry." you whimper into the kiss, grinding down on him faster, but it wasn't enough.

"please what?" he teased, his hands leaving your ass, exploring your skin. his touch left goosebumps against your skin.

"need you.."

"yeah? how bad?" ryan began bucking his hips into yours, sending you over the edge. whimpers left your sweet lips, making music to ryan's ears.

you lean down into the crook of his neck, your breath hot against his neck as soft moans slipped from your tongue. ryan loved teasing you, but he couldn't hold himself back. he was torturing himself at this point.

he swiftly placed you onto the bed, now hovering over you. "can i see you baby?" he asked, slowly tugging at the elastic of your shorts.

you eagerly nod. ryan pulls your shorts down your delicate legs, a smirk forming on his lips at the sight of your lace panties he bought you for a birthday. he brings his fingers to your soaked underwear, "so wet already?" he teases, your teeth catching your bottom lip at the contact.

his fingers tease your clit through your panties, earning more whimpers from you. "enough teasing, ry." you moan out. he obeys, his fingers pulling down your panties painfully slowly.

you buck your hips at the cold air, your fingers finding the hem of your shirt, pulling the thin shirt over your head, now fully bare in front of ryan. he groans, taking in all of your glory, watching as your nipples perk up from the sudden chill in the air.

"you're so beautiful." he whispers, leaving wet kisses across your inner thigh urging you to open your legs. his fingers dance along the skin of your abdomen.

"this isn't fair." you pout, looking down at ryan as he is fully clothed. he glances up at you before his lips quirked into a soft smirk.

"just wanna taste you first." he whispers, his hot breath fanning your skin before running his tongue flat against your pussy, groaning at how sweet you taste. you yelp at the sudden pleasure. his tongue explores you, his nose bumping your clit every time he drags his tongue along your folds, not leaving a single drop of your arousal.

"ry-" you moan, hips bucking into his face roughly, yearning for more. he moans into your sweetness, devouring you like your his last meal. your hand makes its way to his blond hair, tugging every time his tongue grazes your hole. your sounds spilling out of your mouth only encouraged ryan.

unexpectedly, you feel ryan's fingers stretch you out, slipping into your sopping hole.

"shit-" you yelp, basically screaming at the feeling of his fingers. your eyes were screwed shut from the immense pleasure, nose scrunched up as your other hand grips the silk sheets of ryan's bed.

ryan pulls away from your aching pussy, your slick dripping down his chin, fingers still plunging inside your pussy. the squelching sound of your wetness echoing throughout the room.

"you're mine." ryan utters, curling his fingers expertly causing you to buck your hips into the air.

you let out a lewd moan, your stomach flipping due to the possession dripping from his voice. suddenly, he pulls his fingers out, leaving you empty and wanting more. you watch as he sucks your wetness off his fingers, groaning at the taste. your legs tremble, your pussy clenching around nothing.

ryan came up from between your legs, leaving one last gentle kiss on your clit, chuckling at how he left you.

your hand tugs at his sweats, desperate for his dick. "what do you want, baby?" ryan whispers against your cheek, pressing his lips against yours, faintly tasting yourself on his tongue.

your fingers find the drawstring to his pants, pulling them before attempting to fumble your hand into his boxers. your nails dragged across his skin, leaving faint marks below his belly button.

he pulls away from your lips, "tell me."

ryan watches as you struggle to get the words out.

you whined, bucking your hips up into his in attempt to tell him what u wanted. "use your words, i know you can." ryan chuckles, analyzing your facial expressions.

"need you inside me, please." you cry out, looking into his eyes desperately, eyebrows knitted together.

"see, that was easy." he smiled, pressing a kiss against your pink lips before stripping himself of his t-shirt. he tugs his sweats down along with his boxers. you watched as his dick sprung out against his stomach, his swollen pink tip oozing with precum.

you let out an audible moan, intently watching as he stroked his thick cock, easing up to your entrance. he ran his tip through your puffy, slick folds, his tip prodding at your entrance.

you let out a shaky breath, no matter how many times you two have done this, you were never able to get used to his size. ryan looked into your eyes, looking for consent.

you nod, your small hands squeezing his large biceps in anticipation, basically salivating at the thought of him inside of you.

ryan pushed his hips against yours gently, your eyes flutter shut as you breathe through the burn of the initial stretch from just his tip. you let out a high pitched moan from the pain.

"you got it baby." he says soothingly, watching with half-lidded eyes as he disappears into you. your lips parted, moans skipping off your tongue as he fills you up, stretching you out deliciously.

ryan's hips snapped, easing in and out of your wetness. you could feel every vein and ridge against your walls, the pleasure overpowering the pain as he begins thrusting into you relentlessly.

you cry out in pleasure, throwing your arms around ryan as he pounds into you. he groans into your neck, your velvety walls squeezing tightly against him. "mm- you feel so good." ryan moans, holding your legs around his waist, plunging into you at a different angle.

your mind begins to get fuzzy as you feel ryan's tip hit that mushy spot, sending you over the edge. if anyone was awake all they would hear was the sound of skin slapping and your moans echoing against the walls.

ryan intently watched as he moved in and out of you, utterly hypnotized by the way your pussy swallowing him whole. your mind turned into complete mush, barely forming any coherent sentences as ryan's tip kissed your cervix.

you were both panting, ryan grunting as you let out moans that were nearly pornographic. ryan's thick cock plunging into you at a absurd pace.

you were seeing stars, nails digging into ryan's back surely leaving marks that seth would be questioning tomorrow. your face contorted, the knot in your stomach nearly ready to snap.

you let out a squeal, drawing ryan's attention back to your face, his gaze flickering over your twisted expression.

"almost there baby?" ryan grunts out, nearly out of breath from his fast he was slamming into you. his words slipped through one ear out the other, all you could focus on was how his tip repeatedly pounded into your cervix perfectly.

ryan could tell you were close by the way your walls clenched around him, so tight he could barely move inside of you.

"gonna- mmm." you mumbled, even though you made absolutely no sense, ryan knew what was happening. the knot in your tummy snapped, body going limp, finishing around his dick as he sto pumped inside of you. ryan's hips stuttered, riding out your high.

that pushed ryan to the edge, he moaned out, thrusted his warm load into your aching pussy. "you're all mine." ryan moaned our as he rode out his orgasm. sweat glistening across your bodies as he pulled out of you, the sudden emptiness leaving you clenching around nothing. you whimpered as he lowered himself to your puffy pussy. a smirk laid across his lips as he watched your mixed juices spilling out of you. "my perfect baby." he smiled, leaving a gentle kiss against the inside of your thigh.

ryan looked up at you, leaning to give you kiss as he took in your fucked out expression. you panted against his lips, recovering from your orgasm.

"cmere." he whispered, pulling you into his arms. you curled up into his chest as he pressed a kiss against the top of your head.

"you're mine and only mine."

mia speaks !

hi omg i haven't written anything in 2 years so im sorry if this is actually horrible. i've noticed there's absolutely NOTHING on here of ryan from the o.c. so i had to write something obviously.

[atwoodsgirl]

the warm summer breeze blew through your hair. the stars scattered across the sky, twinkling so brightly. one thing you adored about being at hogwarts was how many stars appeared in the night sky. the scent of marjuana cigarettes and your boyfriends fresh cologne filling your nostrils. you hummed in relaxation, melting into his strong arms watching as he took a long drag of the joint, the way his lips pursed around it. his usual piercing blue eyes, a calm ocean blue as the smoke lazily poured out of his mouth. "you're staring, bella." he said, continuing to stare into the distance. his thick italian accent bleeding through his words. heat arises to your cheeks, causing a pink hue to fade into your skin. "sorry." you mumble, your finger snatching the joint before he could slot it back between his pretty lips. his finger tips grazed along your soft skin, goosebumps arising to the surface. your pressed your thighs together, the urge growing between your legs at the beauty of your boyfriend. your fingers held the joint as you pressed soft kisses to the beauty marks that decorated his neck. he hummed in satisfaction, "greedy, aren't you, cara mia?" you smiled against his neck, "i can't help it, you're so damn pretty." you murmured nibbling at his ear lobe. he chuckled, sliding a finger under your chin to look into your eyes. you looked at him through your lashes, lips centimeters away. "round 3 wouldn't hurt."

[atwoodsgirl]

study break, theodore nott

content warnings: 18+, pure smut, oral fem!receiving, fingering, unprotected sex, overall just for the sluts.

the end of the year was approaching rather quickly, which meant O.W.L.s were approaching just as fast. your room was a wreck; your bed plastered in books, notes scattered all over your dormitory. it had been nearly a week since you've been able to get a full 8 hours of sleep. not only that, but you hadn't even been able to spend any time with your boyfriend. and you really missed your boyfriend.

and he was losing his mind without your company.

it was a dark stormy night, thunder crashing and rain pouring down. the windows of your room muffling the rain to a gentle patter against the glass. you found yourself nose deep in some book about potions, taking notes as you read. your hand cramping due to the constant writing you were doing. you didn't even know what you were writing anymore, all you could think about was how badly you needed a break, but you couldn't risk failing.

as if almost on queue — the door to your dormitory creaked open. whipping your head around to see your boyfriend leaning against your doorway; sweatpants hanging dangerously low — one small tug and they're coming down. his brown locks a mess, and that cheesy grin you absolutely adored painted on his pretty lips.

"i missed you." he said, before walking behind you, his hand reaching for your book and closing it.

you smiled, engulfing yourself into his arms and letting out a sigh of contentment. "i missed you so much." you whispered into his neck, your nose grazing his skin and taking in his scent.

his hands squeezed your waist, pressing a soft kiss onto your head before you moved away from his neck. "i'm sorry, i've been so busy with studying. i really missed you, theo." you frowned looking up into his eyes.

the corners of his mouth tugged upwards, "don't you worry, beautiful. i just couldn't go another minute without you."

his hands cupped your jaw, knees weak at the way you looked up at him. "i'm really glad you came. i've been so stressed out with these stupid exams." you gushed, "i just needed a break but if i take one ill be angry with myself and i just-"

"hey, hey, it's okay. i get it, i know you really care about passing. but you really need to relax, okay? i could tell how stressed you've been." he said, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

"but-"

"a little break wouldn't hurt. trust me. let me take care of you, sweetheart." he smiled.

you nodded softly before pulling his lips into yours. sighing as soon as you felt the warmth of his lips against yours. theodore's hands roamed to your ass, tapping you and signaling you to jump.

as soon as you jumped he lead you two to the bed, using his other hand to push all the books off your bed. "sorry." you mumbled against his lips, as he hovered over you.

you let out a soft moan, feeling his jagged canines drag across your skin. his tongue following right behind to soothe the minor pain. his lips trailing wet kisses along your collarbones while his hands worked at the hem of your shirt.

the tips of his fingers barely grazing the soft skin of your abdomen. he pulled away from your neck to swiftly pull your oversized shirt over your head, leaving you exposed. the cold air of your room perking up your nipples. your arms instinctively wrap around yourself, covering your exposed chest.

"no need to be shy, baby." theodore said softly before peeling your arms off yourself. heat rose up to your cheeks, leaving a pink hue to your face.

theodore's lips almost immediately began to work at your chest. a plethora of dark purple hued marks scattered along your chest. your sounds spilling out off your tongue, only encouraging theodore.

your cunt ached, yearning for his touch. desperately, your hips bucked, meeting his in attempt to plead him for any sort of touch. you felt him smile against your chest, still suckling at your nipples.

"please, theo." you whined out, still pushing your hips against his. your hands were planted on his toned arms, watching the way they flexed when he held himself above you.

"i thought this was supposed to be a break, not a torment against me." you said in defeat. theodore chuckled before lifting his head from your chest, "torment against you? really?" he smiled. brows burrowed at your comment.

you giggled, "but seriously-" you whined out, his finger tips traveling down to the plush of your thighs. theodore continues to press wet kisses down your stomach, his fingers hooked around the elastic of your shorts, pulling them down painfully slowly.

your teeth caught your bottom lip, watching his lips quirk up in a smile at the sight of your lacey pink panties. he was torturing himself at this point. he eased your panties down your legs, groaning at the sight of your pretty, achy cunt. he blew directly onto your cunt, causing you to hiss. "so pretty." he groaned as his fingers dove into your folds, spreading your arousal to your throbbing clit.

you let out a high pitched moan, pushing your hips to meet his fingers once more. "theo, please-" you moaned out.

"please what? what do you need, baby?"

you really tried to form an answer. but the way his fingers prodded at your entrance really wasn't helping. all you could focus on was his touch.

you whined out, screwing your eyes shut.

"come on, baby. i know you can do it." he whispered, his breath fanning your cunt.

"fingers, need your fingers." you whimpered out, your cheeks growing pink in embarrassment.

"there you go." he said before pushing two fingers into your cunt. you gasped, fingers digging into his strong shoulders as the squelching sound of your wetness echos throughout the room as he curls his fingers expertly.

his pace quickened, the pad of his thumb pressing against your clit perfectly. "fuck- theo!" you moaned out.

god it hadn't even been a full week and just his fingers had you screaming?

before you could register your thoughts, you felt his tongue delve into your soaked folds, a groan bubbling up from his chest at your sweet taste.

your hands moved from his shoulders to his brown locks, tugging due to the immense feeling his tongue gave you. his fingers digging into the plush of your thighs as he pulled your legs onto his shoulders, his long fingers hitting a different angle.

"fuck. fuck. fuck." you let out a lewd moan, your stomach tightening at the immense feeling of his fingers lightly tapping your sweet spot. eyes rolling into the back of your head, "theo- gonna-" you moaned out.

he groaned against your cunt causing vibrations to travel straight to your core, pushing you to the edge. your legs trembled, thighs wrapping tightly around theo's head before the knot your stomach snapped, releasing all over his slender fingers. you felt his fingers and tongue leave your cunt, leaving you wanting more.

he lifted himself up, sucking your sweetness off his fingers all while staring you right in the eyes. your cunt clenching around nothing, your stomach doing flips.

slowly coming down from your previous orgasm — theodore came up from between your legs, pressing soft, wet kisses to the inside of your thighs. he placed one last gentle kiss on your clit, giggling at the way your legs trembled. you watched as he wiped your slick off his chin, his hands handing their way around your waist as he pressed his lips against yours — faintly tasting yourself on his tongue.

your mind was fuzzy, your hand finding the draw string to his sweats before undoing them, watching them slide down his legs. your manicured nails scratching at his happy trail as your hand slid into his boxers.

theodore moaned against your lips, mouth agape as your hand stroked him slowly. he nuzzled into the crook of your neck, leaving wet kisses wherever his lips traveled.

you were basically salivating, feeling how heavy he was in your hand. you slowly pulled his boxers down, watching his dick spring out against his stomach. your thumb circled his pretty pink tip, precum oozing from his slit.

he let out a heavy breath, whimpers falling out of his mouth left and right.

"i need you." he whispered softly, watching your hand slide around his thick cock.

"you have me." you whispered against his ear, nibbling at his ear lobe. he placed his hand onto yours, running his tip through your puffy folds.

you let out a shaky breath, theodore pressing his forehead against yours as he pressed his hips against yours, stretching you out so deliciously.

you hummed, maintaining eye contact with him the entire time. those gorgeous, blue half-lidded eyes. his hips snapped, immediately bottoming out inside you and thrusting relentlessly.

all that could be heard was your moans and the sound of skin slapping. you cringed in embarrassment at the amount of wet noises your pussy was making.

you moaned and whimpered into his ear, causing his hips to stutter.

"shit- if you keep making those noises i'm not gonna last any longer, pretty girl." he whispered against your cheek. suddenly, he shoved your legs up, pushing your thighs against your chest, fucking you at a whole new angle.

his hands firmly planted on your waist, watching him move in and out of you. mesmerized by the way your pussy swallowed him whole.

"god! theo- fuushhh-" you moaned out desperately. you were so fucked out, you couldn't even form coherent sentences. your brain was all mushy and fuzzy and all you could focus on was the way his tip was kissing your cervix.

he was relentless. you could barely breath. your tummy was spinning, and you could see stars. the moans that were leaving your mouth were so pornographic. everything about this was pornographic. the skin slapping and the wet noise of his thick cock plunging into you at an ungodly pace.

your hands gripped your sheets, eyes rolling into the back of your head.

"oh, i know that pretty face. you gonna cum, baby?" theo says, brushing your hair out of your face and chuckling at your fucked out expression. your pretty little moans egging him on.

before you could even react, your tummy snapped and your walls were clenching around him. his hips began to stutter as he rode out your high, body going limp, legs shaking.

"cumming, gonna- cum.." theo whimpered, eyes rolling into the back of his head due to the way your celebrity walls wrapped so tightly and sweetly around him. he thrusted his warm load into your poor cunt, "love you s' much, pretty girl." he moaned out, riding out his orgasm.

a thin layer of sweat decorated your bodies. you laid still as he pulled out of you, lowering himself to eye level with your puffy, ruined cunt. he smirked to himself, watching your mixed juices pooling out of you, taking the opportunity to stuff everything that was spilling back into you.

you hips stuttered at at overwhelming warmth of his fingers. you were extremely sensitive. he came back up, to see you fucked out completely. breathing heavily, still gripping the sheets.

"fucked you a little too good, huh?" he said, placing a kiss on your kiss-swollen lips. you smiled against his lips, recovering from your mind blowing orgasm.

he pulled you into his arms, stroking your hair as you cuddled into him. he brought his knee up between your legs attempting to get comfortable before nudging your achy cunt.

you hissed, grabbing his shoulders. "fuck- still sore." you said, laughing a little.

"sorry."

mia speaks!

this is so bad, i haven't written anything this long since like my 8th grade draco malfoy wattpad phase... anyway, hope it isn't too bad i wrote this in my notes app so lmk if there's any errors cuz i didn't revise that well..

[atwoodsgirl]

just imagining theodore nott looking into your eyes while he's literally swimming in your pussy. those gorgeous blue intense dead eyes holding eye contact with you as he quite literally devours you. his nose nudging at your clit, deep chuckles erupting from his chest which sends vibrations to your core. theo closely watching how your body reacts to his every move. drunk off your taste and noises. god i need him so bad.

[atwoodsgirl]

mattheo riddle who acts all tough and harsh around his friends, constantly making snarky remarks and always holding that damn cocky smirk on his face. but as soon as it's just you two, that little attitude fades into a completely different one. every night he finds himself nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck and taking in your scent. his pretty pink lips brushing against the faded bruises left along your collarbones from the night before. soft whimpers and whines rolling off his tongue as his cock stuffs you full. using everything inside of him to not thrust up into you but it's not helping with the fact that your manicured nails are tangled in his curls and scratching against his scalp so perfectly. his hands on your hips — fingers digging into your skin. your attention solely on the feeling of his cock nudging at your sweet spot so deliciously, causing you to tug at his curls every minute or so. if he was ever found in this state of mind by his friends, he would never hear the end of it.

[atwoodsgirl]

thinking about boyfriend theodore nott...

content warning(s): 18+, oral fem!receiving, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it!), mentions of praise

boyfriend!theo who has a major titty fixation

boyfriend!theo who eats you out like his life depends on it

boyfriend!theo who definitely praises and talks you through it

boyfriend!theo who loves to fuck you until your mind is all mushy and fuzzy and all you can think about is his cock stuffing you so full

boyfriend!theo who moans and has to rut against the sheets and ignore his own pleasure because he refuses to fuck you until you came on his tongue at least twice.

boyfriend!theo who stares at your face contort with pleasure with those half-lidded, pussy-drunk eyes as he eats you out relentlessly.

boyfriend!theo who runs his tip along your entrance and clit, watching you whine and squirm before slamming into you without warning

boyfriend!theo who bottoms out immediately when he gets the chance to stuff his bare cock inside of you

[tastesousweet]

I WANNA EAT HIMMMSNKDNDOS

[atwoodsgirl]

i realllyyy fucking need my dick sucked right now @ayladjice