Chapter Twenty Nine--Info: You and Mattheo have been butting heads for months, since you were assigned as his tutor, and one day during a session full of tense bickering, he has enough.
Tags: 18+, SMUT, Masturbation, PIV, Switch!Mattheo, Dirty Talk, (slight daddy kink. Like very slight.), Spitting, Unprotected Sex, Praise Kink, Degradation Kink, Cuddling, ANGST ANGST! ALSO: FLUFF! (WHO AM I???? AM I OKAY???)
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The following weeks slipped away like sand through fingers--one, then another, and then another--until the imminent end of the term loomed large, only just a little ways off in the distance. Graduation was within reach, a tantalizing yet bittersweet prospect.
The journey to this point had been a relentless climb, fueled by your unwavering determination. The culmination of hard work brought a poignant mix of accomplishment and trepidation. The future held its mysteries, and you were poised on the edge, anxious about its impact on the present.
Because in the land of the present, you and Mattheo were as well as ever. You'd managed to maintain your intimate secrecy, with Emily and Theo as the exclusive keepers of your shared secret. Within the last few weeks, they had evolved into an indispensable support system, adept at aiding your discreet escapades and providing cover when facing friends. Theo, a master of diversion, orchestrated opportunities for you to slip into Mattheo's dorm unnoticed, while Emily reciprocated the favour.
Looking back over the past months, a bittersweet resonance reverberated through your thoughts, acknowledging the imminent conclusion of your tutoring and mentorship with Mattheo. Curiously, the lines between mentor and mentee had blurred, giving rise to the notion that, in an almost poetic turn, he had undoubtedly become a guiding force for you, instead. The intricate dance of mentorship had taken an unexpected yet meaningful twist, leading to the most beautiful and memorable outcome you could have ever fucking asked for.
And in the crisp embrace of a warm spring evening, the sun gracefully dipped below the horizon, yielding its space to the emerging twinkle of stars overhead. Amid this celestial transition, you found yourself immersed in the task of crafting a report for Dumbledore, which was due the following week. This document sought to encapsulate your entire journey as Mattheo's mentor and your insights into his progress.
Yet, as your quill traced its path across the parchment, reminiscing about the last few months, an unmistakable ache kindled within your chest, as if hollowing your lungs from the inside out. In that poignant moment, the yearning to see a specific curly haired boy eclipsed all else, a sentiment that transcended the mere act of putting pen to paper. In an impulsive surge, your quill found itself abandoned on the desk as you swiftly slipped into your shoes. A brief word to Emily, notifying her of your absence for the night, preceded your motivated exit through the door.
After a determined journey through the solitude of the castle, you reached the imposing door of the Slytherin common room and urgently rapped your knuckles against its rough surface. After a brief moment of silence, the door creaked open, revealing Draco Malfoy peering down at you with his trademark disheveled blonde hair. His sly smirk assessed you from head to toe, an expression reminiscent of a devil reveling in mischief.
Before you could utter a word, he casually remarked, "He's in his dorm," signaling the direction with a subtle tilt of his head. "Little late for a mentorship meeting, don't you think?"
"Past your bedtime, is it?" You teased, gleaming with a smirk of your own. "Apologizes if I interrupted your beauty sleep, princess."
Draco's silver eyes sparkled with a blend of amusement and feigned offense. "Do you think all of this just happens naturally, little bird? It's hard work, being me," he quipped with a sly grin, willingly engaging in the banter. "But if you're here for a late-night rendezvous, who am I to stand in the way of true love?"
A huff escaped you as you tried, albeit unsuccessfully, to conceal your amusement. Without speaking, you pressed forward, gracefully brushing past him in the direction of the dorms. Upon reaching the entrance to the dormitory hall, you cast a glance over your shoulder, eyes twinkling with emotion as they locked onto his silver gaze from across the room.
You shot him a cheeky smile. "You'd be a fool to even try."
The retort lingered in the air as you continued your journey, leaving a trail of playful tension in your wake, fully aware of the fact that what you just did might not have been your most brilliant move yet. But moving forward without hesitation, you briskly made your way to Mattheo's dorm.
The anticipation propelled you forward, and with a swift motion, you tried the doorknob. Finding it unlocked, you let yourself in without bothering to knock. As you squinted, easing the door shut behind you, your jaw fell open as the dimly lit room revealed Mattheo reclining on his bed, bathed in the soft glow that echoed the reflections of the black lake, still fully clothed--except for his cock, which was fully erect, fist wrapped around the girth as he pumped himself, soft moans leaving his throat.
Almost immediately, lava had begun to flow out from your centre and filter through your veins. Steadying yourself, you stepped forward, admittedly slightly caught off guard by the sheer rawness of the scene before you. His eyes were squeezed shut, brows furrowed and lips parted, his breathing ragged and heavy as he lost himself in the pleasure coursing through his body. Your breath hitched, cunt clenching in want, and you drew nearer, slowly feeling all of the ounces of your sanity leave your body, quickly being replaced by a possessed, powerful need.
"Matty..." you whispered, cautious not to startle him.
His eyes shot open, surprised by your sudden presence, stalling his movements for a moment as he exhaled a shaky breath. When you smiled at him, your possessed eyes glimpsing his cock throbbing within his fist, the shock in his gaze quickly faded, replaced by a look of pure, hungered lust.
"Raven..." he murmured, his head falling back as he slowly resumed his ministrations. "Here to finish me off, sweetheart?"
A shiver coursed through your body as his words hung in the air, the palpable intensity of his desire washing over you like a powerful wave. Compelled by an irresistible force, you moved closer to him, drawn like a moth to a flame, surrendering to the raw power of his need. Without a second thought, your fingers sought the hem of your sweater, swiftly peeling it up and off your body. The room filled with the hushed rustle of fabric as you kicked off your shoes and deftly maneuvered the zipper on your pants.
"I'll do more than finish you off, Matty..." you cooed, meeting his dark eyes as he watched you undress before him, his thumb swirling the bead of precum over the tip of his cock, his fingers tightening around the girth. "Were you thinking about me?"
"Mmm," he moaned, his hand slowly picking up its pace, leisurely moving up and down his shaft. "Always thinking about you, baby..."
Quakes of desire rattled your bones, and you moved closer still, now at the foot of his bed, focus switching between the black holes of his eyes and his thick, throbbing cock. As you let your pants slip from your waist and down your thighs, finding purchase on the floor at your feet, you wasted no time before crawling onto the bed next to him, bringing yourself to his side.
"Tell me," you murmured, trailing your fingers up the length of his strong thigh. "Tell me what you were thinking about, Matty..."
Mattheo shuddered under your touch, hissing in pleasure as he increased the pace of his strokes, his body writhing and twitching against his dark green sheets. You choked back a mewl, your pussy screaming in need for him as you watched the veins in his hand tense and contract, his eyes squeezed shut as his head fell back, jaw tensing.
"Your beautiful face...your perfect body..." he growled out, his voice hoarse with primal need, his throat torn with lust. "Your tight, wet little pussy, wrapped around my cock...fuck-"
A surge of intensity coursed through you, the clenching sensation echoing the burning passion that seemed to set the very walls of Mattheo's dorm room ablaze.
"Mm...you're in deep, aren't you, Matty..." you teased, teeth nibbling on your bottom lip, a playful smirk barely concealed. The words slipped from your lips like a whispered incantation, and you couldn't help but revel in the way his eyes fluttered open with a potent mix of lust and hunger. "Salazar himself couldn't rescue you from this, could he?"
"Six feet, baby..." Mattheo's words carried a reverent undertone, akin to a fervent prayer. "Can you blame me? Fucking look at you..."
"Six feet, huh?..." you purred, allowing your fingers to trail sensuously down his thigh. The ache between your legs intensified, a symphony of longing and passion propelling you into a frenzy of heat. "...not deep enough, I'm afraid."
Leaning over him, your lips hovered just above his, and a mischievous smirk danced on his lips. Shallow gasps escaped his throat as he slowed the pace on his cock yet again, as though he was edging himself, desperate to hang on, desperate to not cum on the fucking spot.
"Filthy girl..." he breathed, snuffing a groan deep in his throat. "Say the words and I'll go as deep as you fucking want, princess..."
"Not tonight, Matty," you smirked, softly pressing your lips to his, teasingly dragging your teeth along his bottom lip. "Let me take care of you for a change..."
The anticipation in the room was intoxicating, making you want to give in to every carnal urge you both had been holding back until now, the restraint between your bodies barely tethered.
"Let you take care of me?" he repeated, the challenge clear in his voice, his eyes locked onto yours as you reached over to stroke him, your hand gentle but insistent. He gasped in pleasure as you worked him, his dick throbbing, pulsing in your palm. "You think you can handle all of this?"
"All this time and you still underestimate me," you purred, clucking your tongue in feign disappointment. You swirled your thumb around the tip, painting more precum down his shaft. "Don't worry about me, Matty...just lay back and be a good boy for me."
"Shit..." he groaned, whimpering your name, thrusting up gently into your fist. "Call me that again."
"Good boy...so, so good..." you gripped him tighter, pushing the skin to the head, twisting your wrist. "You're so hard for me, so big..." a smirk pulled at your lips. "I bet you want to slide this pretty cock deep into my pussy, don't you?"
His eyes squeezed shut, a fervent nod accompanied by the grasp of his hands on the sheets beneath him as a guttural groan escaped. Enveloped in a pleasure-induced haze, he succumbed to the unyielding hunger that demanded satisfaction.
"Is that what you want?" you whispered, your voice tinged with a husky urgency, leaning in to brush his mouth. The words slipped past your lips, each syllable feeling foreign, as if your own voice carried the weight of unfamiliarity to your ears. "Do you want me to ride you hard, to feel my tight little pussy squeezing your cock?"
"Fucking hell..." he growled between kisses, his hard cock pulsating within your fist, he was close, you could tell. "...I've officially corrupted you, haven't I?"
"Damn right you have...you gave me permission to let loose, didn't you?..." you murmured, your lips falling toward his jawline, placing a trail of wet kisses along the ridge, slowing your motions on his dick. "Turned me into your filthy little whore...meant for taking your cock and swallowing your cum..."
"Oh my fuck-" he cried out in exasperation, his hands shooting to your wrists, pulling your fingers off his cock and directing you overtop of him, guiding you until you were straddling his waist. "Princess, you keep talking like that I'm going to fucking-"
Without giving him a chance to finish, you ripped your hands from his hold and brought them to his face, pulling his mouth to yours as you thrust your fingers through his messy curls. You rolled your cunt against his needy length, rocking your hips until the head of his cock met your clit--and you moaned into his mouth, his fervent fingers digging into your flesh with enough strength to make you wince, his pelvis jerking up against yours.
You slowly lifted one hand from his hair and moved it toward your underwear, shifting them to the side to reveal your wet heat. You let out a small gasp as your fingers slipped easily through your slick folds, collecting your wetness and teasing your pulsing entrance. As you continued to pleasure yourself, you broke the kiss and quickly brought your fingers up to your mouth, sensually sucking your own juices off of them as you held Mattheo's stare. His jaw tensed, eyes darkening with an intensity that held yours captive. Your gaze remained locked as you sensually swirled your tongue around your fingers, savoring every drop of desire before delicately pulling them free.
"My fucking Gods, Raven..." his body was tense with pleasure as he stared at you, his eyes ignited in a flame so hot you felt your skin sizzling. "You are so fucking hot...." he gripped your head, pulling you down closer to him, his breath hot against your ear as he whispered, "let me taste you, baby."
His hands moved over your body, exploring every inch of your curves as he kissed you deeply, his tongue seeking out yours with a desperate hunger. Moaning, you braced against his chest, rocking your pelvis, grinding down against his cock, and he held you tighter, meeting you stroke for stroke, swallowing your kiss like he needed it to breathe, tasting your juices off your tongue.ย
His hands found your chest, tugging down your bra to expose your nipples, and when the pad of his finger grazed the hardening, sensitive bud--you squeaked, breaking the kiss.
"Fuck...is that good, Matty?" You mewled, slicking your wetness along the length of his cock, feeling him pulse beneath you as he swirled his thumb over your nipple. "Or do you need another taste?"
"So fucking good, princess," he muttered, his eyes darkening with a primal hunger. "You already know I'll always need more."
A sly smirk crossed your face as you slowly traced your fingers down to your heat, sliding them back along your slit and collecting your slick juices yet again. Your eyes never left Mattheo's as you brought your fingers back up and sensually slipped them into your mouth, letting out a soft moan as you sucked them clean. With a sultry gaze, you leaned in close to him, grasping his jaw firmly.
"Open up for me, then, daddy," you whispered in his ear, your voice dripping with lust and desire. "Please..."
The sound of your own words sent shivers of excitement down your spine, and you could feel the heat building between your thighs as you teased him. Never in a million years would you have expected to say those words, and judging by Mattheo's reaction to them, neither did he. His eyes widened slightly, but he quickly composed himself, his jaw tensing with restraint as he fought off every single urge to flip you over and fuck you until you couldn't walk.
"Salazar save me..." he purred, slipping a hand into your hair, grip tightening. "As you wish."
As he parted his lips, sticking out his tongue, you leaned in closer, and with a seductive smile, you gathered your saliva and spat it into his mouth. The moment your spit connected with his tongue, you felt a surge of excitement course through your body, heightening the intensity of the moment. You weren't sure what the fuck had come over you tonight, but you were helpless to fucking stop it.
Mattheo's eyes flashed with desire as he swallowed your saliva, his tongue working to catch every last drop. It was completely, unquestionably clear that he was turned on beyond belief by your newfound confidence and boldness--unable to resist letting out a low growl of arousal in response. You grinned, pressing your lips to his in a soft, fleeting kiss.
"You're a fucking filthy little slut..." he growled, smirking as you giggled at his reaction, unable to control yourself. "So...so fucking filthy."
"Mhm," you mused through a smile, grazing your lips over his. "But I'm your filthy little slut."
A mischievous twinkle ignited in your eye as you leaned in, initiating a deep and passionate kiss. Your tongue danced with his, exploring the recesses of his mouth with fervor. The heat and passion intensified, a soft moan escaping your lips, signaling your body's eager response to his touch. His hands, once cradling your head, now roamed up and down your back, tracing every curve and inch with an exploratory hunger.
"Raven," he murmured, his voice a rasped, almost desperate plea. "As much as I'm loving this foreplay...you're driving me to the fucking edge of insanity here..."
"You always were teetering on the edge, Matty," you teased, a wicked gleam in your eyes. "I'm just here to push you over."
Smirking against his mouth, you brought a hand down, directing his cock to your throbbing entrance before finally, finally sinking down onto his thick shaft, gasping as you felt him fill you up completely. A deep, animalistic groan escaped Mattheo's lips as he felt you, tight and wet, enveloping him fully.
"Mmm, you're so fucking big, Matty..." you moaned, your voice filled with unbridled passion. "So fucking deep."
You savoured the feeling of being stretched to your limit, taking a moment to let yourself adjust to how deep and big he was before you slowly began to shift your hips, slowly began to ride him.
Mattheo's lips parted, chest reaching for air as he let you adjust, pulsing inside of you. "Mhm...all for you, my girl...fuck-all yours..."
Your movements were slow and tantalizing, your hips rolling gently as you rocked back and forth on top of him, stretching yourself open with his cock. You could feel him grow harder inside you with each passing moment, the sound of his low moans driving you wild with lust. Looking down at him, you could see the desire in his eyes, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrust up to meet your movements.
"Fuck-" you gasped as he rutted up into you, his movements turning more aggressive by the second. "All mine-all fucking mine..."
Mattheo's strength overwhelmed you--he slammed you from below, fucking up into you, forcing gasps and squeals from your lungs. Bliss blazed through your blood as the force of his thrusts throttled you, body quaking, breasts bouncing. His face was screwed in a twist of lust and effort, lip furled, strangled growls escaping his chest--he pumped hard, fast, pinching you in his hands as his own pleasure built.
"Fuck," he growled, "that's right--do you like that?"
"Yes...Gods-yes..." the words were as unfiltered as you were. "I love it..."
"Good--good girl." His stare devoured you while you rode him. "So beautiful..so perfect..." a hand glided up your side, cupping one of your tits. "And all mine..." he grunted, punished you with a particularly hard thrust-you yelped. "Say it."
"Yours-" you howled, a sharp gasp fleeing your chest as his rough hand pulled back and smacked your ass, his strokes deep and powerful. You could feel his hips slamming against your body, the force sending waves of pleasure coursing through you. "All yours, Matty!"
He growled, seething, teeth barred in a snarl as he smacked your ass again, sending a jolt of pain and pleasure shooting through your body. You cried out, arching your back as he urged you on with each smack.
"Don't hold back, baby," Mattheo growled, his voice filled with raw desire. "I want to hear you scream my fucking name...let them know who you fucking belong to."
With those words, he pumped into you harder and faster, his body slamming against yours so hard that the bed began to shake, headboard slamming against the wall with every thrust. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, teetering on the brink of ecstasy.
"Fuck! Mattheo!" You moaned, your voice breaking with pleasure. "Please! Don't stop Matty-fuck-"
"Fuck," he growled again. "You're so fucking tight..." his pace switched, and he rammed your cunt with brutal, deep strokes, striking your cervix with white streaks of pain. "You take my cock so fucking well baby...so fucking perfect..."
"Matty-" you gasped, quaking, clit screaming for attention. "Please-"
"Fuck-" he hissed. "My filthy fucking slut wants to cum, doesn't she?"
Without waiting a singular moment for your response, Mattheo groaned, shifting you off of him until you found yourself on your back against the soft expanse of his sheets. Like a starved animal, he wasted no time at all before he climbed back over you, peeling your legs wide, both hands gripping your thighs and pushing them back against your chest before he split you back open, cock cleaving your cunt in one deep, harsh thrust. In pleasure, you sobbed.
"Mhm...such a good girl..." he cooed, eyes dark and hungry as he shifted a hand to your head, cradling the back of your neck as he leaned forward and pressed his forehead against yours. "My perfect girl...my fucking perfect little cumslut..."
Whinging, you gasped, lost in the depth of his eyes as he fucked you harder, deeper, his hand leaving your leg and snaking down between your thighs, harshly rolling over your clit. You cried out, clenching and convulsing against him as he fucked you into the mattress, his eyes never once leaving yours, each stroke bringing new, desperate breath to your lungs as you felt him building your orgasm block by block, thrust by thrust.
"Is that what you are-shit-" Mattheo groaned, deep and low as his hand shifted to grip your jaw, pinching your cheeks together. He slicked your clit while he fucked you, the sensations warm and wet and spinning you to the height of euphoria. "Say it."
"Yes-fuck-" you practically screamed, unable to break your eyes from his, the eye contact alone nearly pushing you over the edge of bliss. "I'm yours! I'm your fucking cumslut-"
"Cum-fuck-cum for me," he ordered through barred teeth, "cum on this fucking cock..."
Like his perfectly trained pet, you obeyed, falling over the edge of ecstasy, pleasure coursing through every inch of your body as you cried out his name. Mattheo groaned, breath sputtering in his lungs, lids squeezed shut as he continued to pound into you relentlessly, his own climax fast approaching. With one final thrust, he let out a low growl and came inside you, filling you with the warmth of his release, his forehead resting against yours, your pulses pounding in pace until he had regained enough composure to push up and pull out.
As he reclined back on his bed, Mattheo drew you into an intimate embrace, enfolding you securely against his chest. Beneath your ear, his heart throbbed with a rapid tempo, and his breath, hot and laboured, danced against your skin. In a shared moment of quietude, words became superfluous. Both of you lay there, intertwined, finding solace in the cocoon of each other's arms.
In the aftermath of your intimate embrace, Mattheo's voice sliced through the tranquil stillness with genuine curiosity.
"Why did you come here tonight?" His words hung in the air, laden with a desire for understanding. "Not that I'm complaining, I'm just-"
Your smirk adorned your lips as you shifted, peering up at him. "I just missed you."
He blinked, a faint flush tinging his cheeks. His hold on you tightened, one hand delicately weaving through your hair.
"You missed me, huh?" Amusement danced in his tone, a smirk crawling across his perfect plush lips. "Poor little bird. Helpless without me."
A scoff escaped you, but the grin betrayed your playful facade. "On second thought, I take it back-"
"Nope," he interjected, his fingers gently arranging your hair behind your ear. "Too late for that, princess."
You huffed, eyelids fluttering as you reveled in the warmth of his body, nestled in his secure embrace. "Perhaps you're right...but let's not forget that you were the one jerking off while thinking-"
"Touchรฉ," he responded, his nails digging into your scalp, a playful attempt to silence you. "It's just...you know the boys will have questions tomorrow...there'sย no fucking way they didn't hear us."
You captured your lip between your teeth, a moment of contemplation enveloping you as your fingers traced aimless patterns over Mattheo's chest. The room held a quiet intimacy, interrupted only by the gentle caress of your touch.
"Good," you finally responded, your voice dipped in a low timbre. "I don't really care anymore, Matty...I just...I just want to be with you."
"I know..." he cooed, his fingers tenderly weaving through your hair, fingertips massaging your scalp. "Just a couple more weeks...then we don't have to hide anymore."
His words carried both a promise and an underlying uncertainty that resonated with you. Graduation loomed on the horizon, a gateway to a future fraught with unknowns. As he spoke, a pang of apprehension gripped you. The freedom from secrecy seemed tantalizing, yet the uncertainties beyond graduation loomed like a shadow in your thoughts.
"I started writing your mentorship report for Dumbledore tonight," you softly admitted, the words carrying a whisper-like weight. The pending admission feeling like pulling teeth from your gums. "That's why I came...it, um...it made me anxious...worried."
"Worried?" he repeated, his head nuzzling against yours. "Why?"
A fragile silence lingered before you whispered, "I just don't know what's going to happen to us after this... I mean, if I get a job here and-"
"Shh, Raven..." he murmured, pulling you impossibly closer. "Doesn't matter where you are, where I am... we'll make it work."
Your heart fluttered, a mix of uncertainty and hope intertwining. "Will we?"
"We will," he assured, pulling the sheets up and over you both as if creating a cocoon of reassurance, "nothing could ever keep me from you..."
You shifted once more, your gaze rising to meet his, a newfound warmth enveloping your entire being, surpassing the comforting embrace of any blanket or the flickering glow of a fire. Your eyes locked onto him, taking in the sight before you--his lids rested gently closed, long lashes casting delicate shadows on his flushed cheeks, while his fingers continued their soothing journey through your hair.
It was a tableau of serenity, a moment where you witnessed Mattheo in a state of unparalleled contentment and relaxation, radiating a happiness you had never seen him wear so vividly.
"How can you be so sure?" you murmured, almost afraid to disrupt the tranquility that surrounded him.
"Because we've weathered it all already, and just look at us..." he responded, his smile radiating, even without opening his eyes. "Besides, where else could I go? Who else could I love but you?"
A gentle chuckle, laced with both disbelief and affection, escaped your lips. You couldn't fucking believe that this was your life, you couldn't believe that this was the same man from a few months ago.
"Are you feeling okay?..." you teased, the playful incredulity in your voice echoing the rare and serene side of him that unfolded before you. "Who are you, and what have you done with Mattheo Riddle?"
"What can I say, Raven," he murmured, the softness of his tone carrying a hint of vulnerability. "You've changed me."
You scoffed, suppressing a full-blown giggle. "I didn't change anything; you did that all yourself."
"Save the modesty, princess," he husked, a subtle edge of desire in his voice. "You could change the fucking world with your hands behind your back."
"My Gods, Mattheo..." you breathed, your entire body tingling. "If you wanted me to get on my knees for you all you had to do was ask."
With a tender smile, Mattheo shifted you onto your side, drawing you closer. He settled behind you, his face nuzzling into the curve of your neck. One arm slid gently beneath your head, cradling it, while the other wrapped around your waist in a comforting embrace. You melted into him, pushing back against his body as tight as you could.
"This will do, Raven," he murmured, his warm breath caressing your neck. "But if you keep pushing your ass against me like that, we're going to have a problem."
"Mm," you smirked, relishing the tightening grip of his hand on your waist. "Not a problem that we can't fix."
He huffed, choosing to remain silent, but you could feel his grin against your skin. A brief pause hung in the air, the room submerged in a serene stillness. Beyond the window, the black lake flickered in the moonlit night, its waves reflecting the shimmering light like liquid silver.
Breaking the quietude, Mattheo's voice, a soft murmur, rekindled the conversation. "You know," he said, his words carrying a wistful note, "the only time I ever slept well was when you were in my arms."
"Why?" you inquired, your voice a gentle prompt, as curiosity laced the quiet exchange. "Do you usually have trouble sleeping?"
"Usually," he sighed, a blend of fondness and vulnerability threading through his words. "Yet another part of me you seemed to effortlessly fix."
A brief pause enveloped you both, the stillness broken only by the rhythmic cadence of his breathing, the rise and fall of his chest against your back. As you felt him slowly surrender to the embrace of sleep, his grip on you loosening, a smile of contentment graced your lips.
"Sleep," you whispered, your voice a gentle reassurance, barely audible in the quiet room. "I'll fend off the bad dreams if they dare to approach."
โMy fierce little protector.โ He huffed, his voice a deep, raspy drawl. "I'm so fucking in love with you."
Your heart warmed, melting at his words. "And I'm fucking so in love with you."
sam and dean being Known serial killers who have been on the fbi watchlist for a decade and have faked their deaths multiple times is actually very funny. I like to think literally everyone in town knows they're wanted by multiple US agencies but are like. they've evaded arrest so many times. do we really wanna anger the serial killers? no one in town has been killed let's not push it. and then the longer it goes on they begrudgingly start to like the winchesters because they tip well and are generally helpful around the community. plus their son is an absolute delight and everyone wants to figure out what's going on between dean and the weird trenchcoat guy who hangs around sometimes. like, they can't turn them into the cops before getting resolution on their relationship! the town has a betting pool! sam starts a community garden and dean jumps at the chance to help with odd jobs if he over hears people complaining about something when he's hanging out. they're politer than most of the normal locals.
you know how some towns are like 'oh yeah that's the house where the Witch lives'? everyone in lebanon is just like 'there's the nuclear fallout shelter where our local serial killers live โค they're pillars of this community โค snitch to the feds and the town will band together to eliminate youโค'
damn i wish i had #relatable intrusive thoughts like yโall so i could make jokes about them but all i get is things so horrible i canโt even put them into words ://
but of course the idea that like intentionally spilling a drink is a perfect example of an intrusive thought is what led yโall to call people horrible things whenever they mention their intrusive thoughts. because of course a part of you kinda wants to spill the drink right? so a part of them must kinda want to be violent or worse. i wonder why using medical terminology appropriately is important ๐ค๐ค
People don't share their worse intrusive thoughts because they are abhorrent, and the web's apparent need to soften all the sharp edges detracts from the core truth of intrusive thoughts.
(there is no nsfw!! also no pronouns are mentioned!!)
(please donโt reblog!)
the start of your relationship
honestly when your first started dating you were really confused why he would constantly have bruises and gashes on him, or why hr just disappears. i feel like it you guys would get in a fight about him keeping BIG secrets, and like he would accidentally tell his secret and your just standing there wide eyed!!! he would probably be so scared that youโll get scared and leave him. you end up giving him a huge bear hug mumbling โyou better not dieโ! AND THIS MAN WAS OVER THE MOOOOOOOOON!!!!
he would be such a romantic! he will flirt all the time with you but it would be VERY common when you guys first started dating! he will ALWAYS hold your hand and would never let go because heโd be scared if you just vanished! he would immediately introduce you to the batfam! i feel like Damian would rly love you! like at first he was kind of distant but he warmed up to you later and wouldnโt let you be!!! dick probably has to beg Damian to let you be so he can spend alone time with you!
actual relationship hcs :)
STOP HE WOULD BE THE BIGGEST SWEETHEART EVER!!!!!!! you would get small and big gifts! i feel eventually youโd feel a bit bad that he is spending so much money on you but he genuinely insists that its fine!!!
dates would be the most fun thing ever!!! you guys either stay at home and just chill, cuddling just in each others warmth! or you guys would dress up and go to a fancy place!!
he is in love with your lips!! he loves how they feel against his, how warm and soft they are! he loves the colour of your lips (i have a darker top lip and hated it for so long! but you all are pretty so please dont ever hate your lips or anything about you!)
he always has to be touching you! not in a sexual way though! like he loves to pull you close by wrapping his arm around your waist!!
HE GIVES THE BEST HUGS
after a tough night your sweet face makes it all worth it!!!
Warnings: obsessive ex bf mattheo, mentions of death (murder), smut towards the end, fowl language, slight arguing, manipulative mattheo i think? uses of a knife and mentions of blood, bitting, rough mattheo,all acts are consensual. i think thatโs all, donโt like it donโt read it, itโs sorta dark, so there for if it makes you uncomfortable donโt read it.
A/N: ahhhh, now that i have the warnings done with, i wanna say a big thanks to everyone who supported me on my first 2 mattheo stories, it really gave me a confidence boost to write more and that means a lot to me thank you so much<3 thank you for reading this, much love <3 โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
I had been avoiding him since this morning not wanting to see him after the heated argument we had, the words that were said are raising through my mind, as i sat on the cold stone floor of the astronomy tower, lighting a cigarette placing it in between my lips, it only reminding me of him since this is exactly where i smoked my first cigarette, with him to be exact.
โfuck you mattheo iโm done, weโre done.โ
i heard that on repeat in my head, did i really break up with him? i wonder what heโs doing right now, probably already shagging some other girl.
i sighed and put my cigarette out on the ground and then began walking down the stairs, making my way to the halls of the huge school. once i entered them, the chatter of the first years filled my ears making smile, remembering my first year when i first met fred, my best friend before i started dating mattheo in fourth year.
thatโs when everything changed, i was so happy at first, it was like any other cute relationship, we were so infatuated with each other, that we couldnโt leave each other alone, we were always together, always touching each other in some way, if it was his hand on the small of my back, the subtle circles he would rub on my thighs during class, the hand holding under the tables at breakfast and dinner, the subtle touches in the hall way, the sneaking to his dorm every night, to sleep. thatโs when it hit me, i havenโt went three years without sleeping in his embrace, without sitting next to him during breakfast and dinner, not studying in the library with him which normally just turned into us acting like complete idiots.
as soon as i walked into the great hall i could feel my vision getting blurry, singling tears were about to fall, but i took a deep breath and blinked the tears away, walking with my head held high, walking right past the slytherin table where mattheo sat with draco and adrian talking, i felt all three of there eyes on me, when i walked past them walking to the gryffindor table.
walking up behind fred putting my hands over his eyes saying โguess who?โ which he laughed and pulled my hands off his eyes turning around seeing me, standing up hugging me, heโs grown tons since the last time we talked he used to be my height, but now he was almost like 6โ3 having tons of inches on me.
โsomeoneโs staringโ he whispered in my ear before he pulled away
i turned around seeing mattheo with a clenched jaw making it blatantly obvious he was staring, i rolled my eyes and turned back around to fred when he patted the spot in between him and george making me giggle and sit down.
breakfast went by faster than usual, due to all the talking amongst me and the twins, thatโs when dumbledore announced that breakfast was over and to head to our first classes of the day, fred groaned standing up putting his hand out to help me get off the bench, which he always used to do before, making me realize he hasnโt changed as much as i thought he would.
โgod y/n you reek of cigarettes, do you wanna come to mine and freddieโs dorm and put our cologne on or somethingโ george said walking on my other side
โyeah y/n have you been smoking or something?โ fred asked
โyeah that dimwit over there got me started and i havenโt been able to stop sinceโ i said pointing towards mattheo looking up at fred who was smirking down at me
โ wanna make him jealous georgie?โ fred said smirking at george
โoh definitelyโ george smirked
fred reached his arm around my waist possessively, and george grabbed my hand walking a little further in front of me saying loud enough for most of the ๏ฟผ slytherin table to hear โcome back to our dorm darling we will take good care of youโ smirking and looking over at draco and winking, causing dracoโs lips to fall apart and lean over to whisper something to mattheo, who muttered something to draco and clenched his jaw tighter if that was possible.
once we walked out of the great hall, we all laughed, george leaning down to put his arm on my shoulders, when we heard the great hall for open causing us to turn around to draco walking behind us, which we just shrugged off and kept walking to the gryffindor common room.
which we arrived draco was still following us which just made it funnier, fred said the password opening the door allowing me to walk in first the twins after, the door closing loudly after.
we walked up the stairs to the boys dormitory, and made it to the twins dorm, george opening the door for me this time, allowing me to walk in, the twins following after again, fred walked over to his dresser and through me a bottle of cologne which i sprayed on my body fast.
โno need to rush y/n you can be lateโ george laughed
โmattheos gonna think we had a threesome if i am late, plus ferret boys probably waiting for me outsideโ i laughed
โi mean we could make him think thatโ fred said
โonly if you wanted to thoโ george added
โfuck it cmon make me look like i just had a threesumโ i said causing fred to look at george and then walk over to me.
fred loosened my tie, while george messed up my makeup a tad bit, smearing my lip stick a little only noticeable if youโre really staring which i knew he would be, smudging my mascara under my eyes a bit, and then fred fluffed my hair up and made it a little messes.
they looked at me and then at each other and then fred said โyeah you look fucked outโ and george nodded in agreement making me giggle, and pull a back of cigarettes out of my bag.
โcan i?โ i asked softly
โyeah just open the window, and blow it outโ fred nodded sitting down on his bed
i walked over to there window seal and sat down, sliding the window open, and then lighting the cigarette taking a big puff and then blowing it out the window, then i heard a knock at the door followed with โfred and george weasley are you smoking in there, oh moms gonna love to hear about thisโ i guessed it was genny and then the door swung open and i was correct.
she looked around seeing fred laying on his bed while george was sitting at the foot and then me sitting on the window seal.
โoh um am i interrup- im just gonna goโ she said quickly shutting the door, making me laugh and george said โtotally looks fucked outโ.
i looked at my watch and saw it was 8:20 i was 20 minutes late to class, and i have been in here for about 30 minutes saying how i got here at 7:50.
i sighed and put my cigarette out putting it back in the box, and the jumping off the window seal, only for the back of my tights to get caught on a nail, and then rip, ripping the whole back open.
โfuckโ i muttered feeling at the back of my thighs
โitโs okay y/n it adds to the lookโ fred said smirking and i just smiled at him, grabbing his cologne again and spraying more on me, i probably reeked of it now, but then i gathered all my things and took a deep breath standing in front of the twins saying โhow do i lookโ.
โgreatโ they said at the same time
โokay iโm gonna go, bye guysโ i said walking towards the door
โhere let me walk you to the common room doorโ fred said to me
he got up off the bed, and walked towards his dorm door opening it for me once again, and then walking down the stairs into the common room, seeing ron and genny on the couch looking at me wide eyed meaning george and fred were right, i did look fucked out.
fred opened the common room door hugging me and then kissing my cheek saying โlater y/nโ which i replied with a simple โbyeโ and walked out seeing draco leaned up against the wall just seeing the whole thing.
โtook you long enough y/n exactly thirty five minutesโ he said walking beside me
โyeah and? what are you my body guardโ i snarled
โthe point is youโre thirty minutes late to class and a certain someone isnโt gonna be happyโ he said whispering the last part
i didnโt say anything, which caused him to continue saying โand heโs not gonna be happy how you look, look like a dirty little slutโ he said annoyed.
โlike i careโ i said
โoh you willโ he said smirking
โno i wonโt, plus this is my class bye dracoโ i said grabbing the door handle rolling my eyes walking into the class room, causing all eyes to go to me, which caused everyone to look at me wide eyed.
โMiss y/ln youโre forty minutes lateโ professor lupin said
โyes i know iโm so sorry i got caught up in my dorm doing work for snapes classโ i lied
โiโll let it slide this time because i know how strict he can be, please take your sit by mr riddle and began workingโ he said looking back down at the papers he was grading, i sighed and walked to my seat by mattheo.
once i sat down i felt his eyes on me i turned and looked at him, and locked eyes with him, and then rolled my eyes looking back down rummaging through my bag, trying to find my quill getting interrupted by his deep voice.
โwhere the fuck were you y/nโ he asked
โwhy donโt you ask your pet ferret i bet he could tell youโ i snapped back
โjust tell meโ he said
โoh yeah and you should probably keep him on a shorter leash he told me i looked like a dirty little slut and i know how that makes you feelโ i said sending him a fake smile
โhe said whatโ he said raising his eye brows at me
โhe said โheโs not gonna be happy, with how you look like a dirty little slutโ so yeah he basically called me a dirty slutโ i said mocking draco
โ you do look like a slut but he has no place to tell you thatโ mattheo said clenching his fist
โand you doโ i asked rolling my eyes
โi do saying how youโre my girlfriendโ he said calmly
โex girlfriend mattheo weโre done iโm seriousโ i said making lowly chuckle
โalright y/n well come to my door later and get your things thenโ he said looking back down at his paper
i chuckled lowly, getting to work on my paper, until i felt a thigh on my hand, and when i looked down, i saw his cut up and bruised knuckles, immediately remembering how he smashed a mirror during this morningโs argument.
i just shrugged it off continuing to work on my paper, as i felt his hand rise, stopping as soon as he felt the ripped part of my tights, looking up at me, examining my face then pressing the inside of his cheek with his tongue.
โdid you fuck themโ he asked angrily
โi dont know ask dracoโ i said not looking up from my paper
โokay let me rephrase that who did you fuck y/nโ he said sternly
โi donโt know mattheo, it could have been fred, maybe george fuck it could have been both of them, or maybe even dracoโ i said glancing over at him
โtell me y/nโ he said tightly grabbing my arm
โyouโre hurting meโ i said looking over at him
โwho was it y/nโ he said tightening his grip even more cutting off the circulation in my lower arm
โyouโre hurting me theoโ i said my voice cracking
โtell me who and ill stopโ he said leaning towards me
โno body, i didnโt sleep with anyone, i smoked a cigarette and talked with the twins, i didnโt do anything now please let me goโ i said looking up at him, a bit freighted because iโve never seen him like this before.
he let go roughly and looked back down at his paper working again i rubbed my arm gently until i heard โstop acting like it hurt you bitch, you know iโd never fucking hurt youโ.
โyeah well you just didโ i said lifting my sleeve to see the red mark, and to no surprise there was, bright crimson red, showing every outline of his fingers, he glanced over at it and rolled his eyes.
then lupin stood up, dismissing class, which i just decided to go my dorm not wanting to deal with mattheo anymore.
once i made it in more dorm, i changed into a tank top and pajama shorts and cuddled into my bed, closing my eyes.
right when i was about to fall asleep, i heard a sharp knock at my door, i sighed and stood up walking over to my door opening it and seeing him standing there.
he pushed through me and walked into my dorm.
โyeah come inโ i said sarcastically
โy/n youโre mine, you made that clear after the three years we spent togetherโ he mumbled
โno mattheo i broke up with you, things are over, im tired of you lashing out at me and then breaking thingsโ i said which made him sigh and walk over to me
โsee y/n, i fear of losing you, because if i do i will tear the world apart trying to get you back, leaving a trail of bodies behind me, just so you know iโm coming darling.โ he said lowly
in all honesty that shouldnโt have been as hot as it was but i pushed that feeling away and said โmattheo noโ and with that he smashed his lips into mine, i pulled away from him, but then went right back in, he was right earlier when he said โyouโll be back my loveโ.
he was also right when he said i was his, because i was, i was always going to be his.
the kiss immediately got very heated, it was filled with anger and desperation, clothes were quickly disagreed, leaving both of us in our undergarments, thatโs when he began kissing down my jaw.
โyou. are. fucking. mine.โ he said in between kisses
๏ฟผ i didnโt say anything, instead just threw my head back, giving him more access, and at the same time the scent of fredโs cologne filled his nose.
which made him pull away from my neck and roughly wrapped his fingers around it squeezed cutting off my airway, then he roughly pulled my face towards his, close enough our noses were touching.
โyouโre a whore you know that baby?โ he snarled
when i didnโt answer he tightened his grip and said โuse the manners i taught youโ.
โyes iโm a whoreโ i said barley audible
โwhat was that?โ he said loosing his grip
โiโm a whoreโ i said in between deep breaths
โgood girlโ he sad lightly tapping the side of my face
he then shoved me roughly backwards, causing me to fall on my bed, at this moment he took the opportunity to remove my panties, and threw them somewhere behind him, and then he hovered over my body, kissing me roughly, and began moving down my body, then when he reached my stomach, he bit down, hard.
which made me gasp because of the sudden pain, which quickly turned to pleasure, and he continued doing this, leaving bite marks down my stomach, some purple and red, and others had little drops of crimson blood coming out of them.
he then moved to my inner thighs bitting them, insanely hard, causing a lot more blood to come out them before, then he kissed where i needed him most, which made me throw my head back and moan lightly, he worked his tongue up and down my slit, and then sucked harshly on my clit, pushing two fingers into my hole, scissoring, and curling them.
just as the coil in my lower stomach was about to snap, he pulled away smirking at me, which made me whine and close my legs, rubbing my thighs together to get some sort of friction.
then he began walking towards my desk, getting into the top left drawer, is when i immediately knew what he was getting, my knife.
โcare to open your legs again for me darling?โ he asked turning around thatโs when i saw it in his hand and i knew, and when i didnโt open my legs for him he walked over to me roughly parting them, saying โokay then iโll do it for youโ.
he flipped open the blade, and pushed it on my inner thigh and then began dragging it up to my hip, and looked up and me and i nodded and thatโs when he started pushing, forming a M and then an R into my skin, not deep enough to really hurt me, but deep enough to scar, for a while.
i looked down and saw M.R carved into my hip dripping blood down onto my black bed sheets. i looked up at him and shook my head.
he gripped my jaw and then pulled my face close to his and said โmine forever nowโ and then kissed me roughly.
then i felt him enter me, with one harsh thrust, he didnโt give me any time to adjust, instead just started roughly pounding into me, in which i slammed my hip down into his matching his thrust, magnifying the pleasure.
the coil quickly formed in my stomach, threatening to snap, which made me clench around him which caused him to groan loudly and say โfuck squeezing me just like a vice babyโ between his teeth.
and thatโs when i felt his member twitch and then the coil snapped causing me to squeeze him more if that was even possibly, which was mattheos breaking point, he bottomed out, shooting his seed deep inside of me.
โi love youโ i said quietly
โi love you too darlingโ he said pulling out of me and then kissed my forehead before walking into my dorm bathroom.
mattheo walked back into the room, with a wet washcloth in his hand, he gently cleaned my sensitive cunt, and then cleaned his initials, and then the few bite marks that broke then skin.
he then threw the washcloth onto the floor and climbed into bed behind me, pulling my body close to his, and wrapping his arms around my waist, snuggling into the crook of my neck.
โiโm sorry for hurting you in classโ he said kissing my collar bone
โitโs okayโ i said tired
โgo to sleep my love iโll be here when you wake up i promiseโ he said and with that i let my body drift off into a deep sleep
A-Aftercare (what he's like after sex) I feel like he would be sweet,he would run you a bath wash your hair for you and then dress you in his shirt and boxers after,cuddles,tells you how good you did for him and would get you anything you needed or asked for.ย
B-Body part (his favorite body part of his and his favorite body part of yours) On him i feel like his hands and or his v line he loves the way his hands look wrapped around your throat and he loves when you kiss his v line it drives him crazy,on you probably either your thighs or ass he loves everything about you but i feel like he loves to smack your ass and he loves to lay between your thighsย
C-Cum (anything to do with cum)I feel like he would like to come inside you and or on your tits or in your mouth he loves knowing you trust him to come inside you but he also loves to see his come on you preferably on your tits but also loves to see you swallow all of his comeย
D-Dirty secret (his dirty secret)i feel like he makes everyone think he's such a playboy and makes people think he puts his pleasure first and that he is in total control in the bedroom but the truth is that he puts your pleasure first and does what you want and your the one in actual control he will do whatever you want him to do to you as long as you beg himย
E-Experience (how experienced is he and does he know what he's doing)he definitely knows what he's doing he hasn't had many girlfriends but a few hookups but he does know what he's doing he knows how to read your bodyย
F-Favorite position i feel like he loves spooning sex like you could be cuddling or just waking up and he will slip inside you and fuck you while you spoon but he also likes you riding him or missionary and finally doggy styleย
G-Goofy (is he more serious in the moment or more humorous)i feel like he is more serious in bed unless your nervous then he'll be more goofy but not muchย
H-Hair (how well groomed is he)he does keep it trimmed and groomed down thereย
I-Intimacy (how is he during the moment the romantic aspect)he loves being intimate he will hold your hand while he fucks you deep,he will whisper praising words in your ear and he will rub his hands all over your body carresing you softlyย
J-Jack off (masturbation headcanon)he will jack off when your not in the mood or when you don't feel and or want to help him which he doesn't mindย
K-Kink (one of his kinks)he has a sir kink and orgasm control kinkย
L-Location (favorite place to do it)in bed he doesn't want anyone else to see you that's only for him but he also likes to do it in the showerย
M-Motivation (what turns him on/get's him going)anything you do you could be doing laundry or bend over or even just sitting there and it can turn him onย
N-No (something he wouldn't do/turn offs)anything you wouldn't want to do and i feel like he wouldn't do anal or anything to do with knives and or blood he doesn't want to see you bleeding or in painย
O-Oral (preference in giving/receiving etc)he likes receiving but he loves to eat you out so i'm gonna say he prefers givingย
P-Pace (is he fast and rough or slow and sensual)depends sometimes he is rough and fast but he can also be slow and sensual he will let you choose the paceย
Q-Quickie (his opinion on quickies and how often)he likes quickies but he likes to take his time with you so they don't happen oftenย
R-Risk (is he game to experiment,does he take risks etc)he will experiment with anything you want to but you have to bring it upย
S-Stamina (how many rounds can he go for how long does he last)he can go for 2 to 3 rounds and lasts a whileย
T-Toys (does he own toys,does he use them on a partner or themselves)he does own toys but for you he will use vibrators on youย
U-Unfair (how much he likes to tease)he loves to tease you its almost painfulย
V-Volume (how loud he is,what sounds he makes)he grunts and moans but isn't too loudย
W-Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)he loves to finger you and eat you out its one of his favorite things,he also loves to blindfold you and tie you down to the bed and put a vibrator against your clitย
X-X-ray (let's see what's going under those pants)he's about 9 inches and thickย
Y-Yearning (how high is his sex drive)he has a pretty high sex driveย
Z-Zzzz (how quickly he falls asleep afterwards) once he knows you are taken care of,after cuddles and after you sleep he falls asleep about 30 minutes after youย
he always needs to be touching you (handholding, arm around your waist, etc)
flirting (harmless, nonchalant flirting that you only notice when youโve had time to process the convo)
romantic notes (little notes he leaves when he goes to his dorm in the morning to get ready, if he doesnโt stay in yours)
jealousy (this mf will get jealous even thinking abt you with a someone you used to talk to a long time ago)
overprotective asf (he will beat the absolute shit out of anyone who so much as looks at you bad)
strangers flirting with him (he will either ignore them or kiss you right in front of them to show them neither him nor you are free for them to have)
i love you (something he canโt say, but he totally will show you with little dates and cute trips to Hogsmeade or ditching school and getting into trouble with you)
keeping you safe (he will seem so indifferent when he talks abt you with his dad so he doesnโt think abt it too much, heโll defend you with snape, he will talk back to teachers and persuade them to keep you out of trouble, he gets that from tom ;))
he can be very persuasive ;) iykyk ๐คฐ๐ฉโ๐ฆฝ
you know how most of the things humans use as spices are poisonous or repellent to most other mammals? and you know how anything vaguely d&d inspired has dwarves being way more poison resistant than even humans?
dwarf cuisine shouldnโt be bland, it should be unimaginably spicy and potentially harmful or fatal to humans. like green potato and rhubarb leaf salad with a festive garnish of yew berries and deadly nightshade berries, that kind of thing.
"Hello boys," Pansy greeted, "This is Y/n, she just transferred from Ilvermorny. She was there for a year or so."
Enzo stood up and took Y/n's hand in his giving it a small kiss as he bowed, "Pleasure to make your acquaintance," He said.
Y/n removed her hand from his and wiped it off with handkerchief that she pulled out of her pocket.
"Lorenzo I'm assuming," She said and he smirked.
"Oh so you've heard of me," He said smugly.
"Only of how you've fucked every girl in Hogwarts, I'm not going to be the next," She said.
Mattheo and the other boys snickered. Lorenzo huffed and sat back down.
"Come on, Y/n, let's get you unpacked," Pansy said and pulled her up the stairs.
"How does it feel to be rejected?" Theo smirked at Enzo.
"You fucking tart, you're looking for it," Enzo spat and everyone laughed at him making him glare even harder at them.
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Mattheo was on his way to the Great Hall for lunch the next day. He was walking past the lockers and he saw Y/n at hers.
He ran a hand through his hair to make sure it's neat before he straightened his jacket and walked over to Y/n.
"Quite the show you put on with Enzo last night," He said as he leaned on the locker next to yours.
"I know what you mean, but you're making it seem like I fucked him," Y/n said giggling. Mattheo felt a slight flutter in his stomach.
"My apologies," He said smiling.
"Apology accepted," She said smiling at him, "But yes, he is a conceited and cocksure lad, isn't he? Someone had to let him know that he can't get everyone."
"He is indeed," Mattheo chuckled, "Do you maybe want to sit with me at lunch?"
"I'm not sure Lorenzo will like that idea very much," Y/n said as she closed her locker and turned to him.
"He can fuck off, you're my guest," He said, "What do you say?"
Y/n's eyes narrowed as if she was actually considering. As much as she thought that Mattheo is attractive and he has a certain charm to him that she liked, "No," She said.
"Wait what?" Mattheo said, "Why?"
"Mattheo," She said placing a hand on his chest causing his stomach to flutter again, she leaned in slightly, their lips almost touching. Mattheo's heart was racing, so was hers.
"I would rather sit alone in the pouring rain," She whispered, before she spoke normally again, "Than sit with you and your horny friends."
With that she pulled away and walked away.
๐๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, Mattheo thought as he watched her walk away.
When Mattheo walked into the Great Hall he saw that Pansy was with the lads. He thought that she would sit with Y/n.
"Where's your new friend, Pansy?" Mattheo asked as he sat down next to Blaise.
"With her brother," She said pointing to somewhere behind him.
He turned around and saw Y/n sitting next to Harry. She was laughing, which made his heart flutter, she turned her head to the side and that's when Mattheo saw the scar on her head.
๐๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ.
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Y/n was sitting in the common room alone later that day. She was reading.
When Mattheo walked in and saw her he had to stop himself from just standing there and saying nothing and admiring her.
"Request : omgomg can you write dick grayson x a fem reader whose insecure about her body?? smut and praise kink maybe?? thankyou<333
Prompt : none
๐๐๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐๐จ : 18+ Minors DNI, smut, swearing, pet names (baby, princess etc.), oral (F receiving), fingering (F receiving), praise, the establishment of a safe word, slight begging
Paring : Dick Grayson x F!reader
๐๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ : Dick proves that you are the most beautiful girl ever
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It was the way he looked at her, the way he looked at Kory. She was perfect, perfect body, perfect face, perfect voice, she was powerful and smart, and it made you feel obsolete. You weren't shaped like her, you weren't some powerful fire queen, you weren't her. All you wanted was for him to look at you like that, you wanted Dick Grayson to look at you like that.
"Hey, are you alright?" Dick asked walking up to you as you leant against the kitchen counter. You nodded quietly grabbing your phone and retreated to your room. Dick stood in the kitchen confused.
"You know she likes you right?" Rachel piped up sipping on her coffee, a book in her left hand. Dick looked at her confused. "Please don't tell me your that dumb?" When Dick didn't answer her Rachel sighed and stood up heading to her room as well.
"She likes me?" Dick asked himself. He shook his head, snapping himself out of his trance and trudged up to your room, a floor above the rest. Dick knocked on your door, and as soon as you swung the door open, he didn't think but just said, "You like me?"
"Excuse me?" You asked eyes wide a blush already setting on your cheeks. "Who-Who told you that?"
"So it's true?" Dick asked, ignoring your question. "You like me?"
"I mean, yeah, but- wait, you wouldn't come up here just to tell me something I already know," You realized. "Why are you here?" Dick took a step forward his body towing over you slightly.
Dick shut the door behind him and leant against it, "If you like me, why didn't you tell me?" Dick questioned.
"Because-" You took a breath sitting down on your overly large bed. "-Because I've seen the way you look at Kory, and I know you won't look at me like that."
Dick walked over to you sitting on the bed next to you, "Why would you think that?"
"Because she's perfect. She's so beautiful, she's talented, she's a freaking fire princess, how the hell can I compete with that when I look like-"
"Like what?"
"Like this."
"What perfect? Because when I look at you, I see a stunning woman. I see a perfect girl who can crack detective cases, who can kick the bad guy ass, who can make anyone, especially me, smile, and that makes you smile and your smile is- God I can't even describe it." Dick took your face in his hand knocking your nose lightly against his, "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and I will make sure you believe it."
Dick finally stopped his praise to press his lips to yours in a soft kiss, slow and passionate, but only for a few seconds. Dick pulled back running his thumb across your lips, then he kissed you again. This time rougher, hotter, more lustful but still passionate.
Dick pushed you against your bed still kissing you, he hovered over you holding your cheeks in his hands. Dick pulled back using his hand to hold himself up, the other running across your forehead. "You know when you concentrate, you get these lines in your head that's shaped like a heart. It's too cute," Dick smiled pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, making you giggle softly.
Dick tossed his jacket to the side and pressed a quick peck to your nose. "You crinkle your nose when Jason says something gross, and it's hard not to smile."
Dick kissed down your neck mumbling something about how soft your skin was. His hands went to the bottom of your shirt going to pull it up but you stopped him. "We can leave it on if you'd like," Dick suggested moving his hands to rest on your hips. You sighed shaking your head, you wanted Dick to see you, but something was screaming at you that we would just laugh and then leave. "Do you want me to take it off? Or would you prefer to?"
"You can do it," You whispered moving to sit on your knees. Dick took the fabric in his hands ready to take it off but stopped.
"If your uncomfortable at any time, just let me know alright, ill stop immediately. Just say lemons," Dick laughed softly making you smile and nod. Dick lifted your shirt off tossing it on top of his jacket. He looked back at your body and immediately went red in the face, "How are you insecure? That's a genuine fucking question." You laughed softly, even when you felt this vulnerable, he, Dick Grayson, he made you feel safe.
Dick took you by the waist lightly tapping your skin, "God you look perfect." Dick kissed you again trailing his hand from your breast and over your stomach and back up to cup your breast. "Your tits are so perfect, they fit in my hand so well." Both of you felt your body heat up and Dick saw your thighs rub together. "Your stomachs so soft, so cute." Dick gently nudged you to lay back down and you did. Dick then made a trail of dark purple and red hickeys from your jaw, across your throat, down your collar bones and breasts, he left marks down and all over your stomach until he hit the waistband of your tights.
"Can I take these off?" Dick asked tracing a finger along the edge of your pants. You nodded letting Dick slowly peel the piece of clothing off. Dick took a hold of your ankle and trailed soft kisses up to the top of your thighs. Dick looked up at you and got comfortable on his knees gripping your left thigh pulling it closer to his face, sucking hickeys on the inside of your thigh, nipping and licking at the skin. He repeated the action on the other leg making you squirm and grip the sheets in anticipation.
"Please..." You whispered reaching out to pull on Dicks hair. Fuck, his hair was so soft. Dick ran his fingers across your underwear, feeling your wetness soak through the thin fabric.
"So wet, and so fucking perfect," Dick praised hooking his fingers around the fabric slowly, tauntingly, pulling them from your legs. The air his your exposed heat making you hiss at the cool air. You pushed yourself up on your hands watching Dick slowly run his index finger from your slit to your clit, making you shudder and whine. "God you sound beautiful, lets see what other sounds you can make." Dick slowly pushed a finger inside you, soft whines spilling from your lips. Testing your limits pushed a second finger in, tracing your clit with his thumb. "So good, aren't you angel. Just so fucking perfect." Dick pumped his fingers keeping a steady pace, curling them against your walls, making you moan at the sensation. Dick stilled his hand inside you, just moving his fingers around, the tips of his finger brushing against your most sensitive parts.
"Oh god, please Dick," You whined tugging his face closer, his hot breaths fanning your pussy making you clench around him. Dick smiled at you, attaching his lips to your sensitive nub. Grinding his tongue against you, he resumed pumping his fingers in and out, curling and grinding, just making you feel so fucking good.
"So pretty, so perfect, and all mine. My good girl, my perfect princess," Dicks praise, and the vibrations, went straight to your core. The feeling making squirm. "You need to cum pretty girl? Need you to cum all over my fingers." You squirmed the feeling in you ready to burst. "Come on baby, let go. Need to feel you please." Dicks begging made you burst, clenching on his fingers, grinding against his face, your body spasming, your thighs threatening to close on his face.
Dick stood up, pressing kisses from your stomach all the way to your chest, over your neck, until he finally reached your lips. He pulled you in softly, gently molding your lips together in perfection. Dick pulled back resting his forehead against yours, "You're so fucking perfect."
"You didn't-"
"This wasn't about me, this was about you. How fucking flawless you are," Dick smiled pecking your forehead. Dick stripped his shirt off slowly guiding your arms inside. Dick ran to the bathroom grabbing a washcloth, that he gently ran through your folds.
Dick grabbed a new pair of panties from a pile of clothes you hadn't put away yet and slipped them on you. "Are you sure I can't help you?" You asked softly resting your hand against Dicks cheek.
"If you let me make you mine, we can do whatever you want. After you take a rest," Dick compromised. You nodded kissing Dick softly again.
"Request : omgomg can you write dick grayson x a fem reader whose insecure about her body?? smut and praise kink maybe?? thankyou<333
Prompt : none
๐๐๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐๐จ : 18+ Minors DNI, smut, swearing, pet names (baby, princess etc.), oral (F receiving), fingering (F receiving), praise, the establishment of a safe word, slight begging
Paring : Dick Grayson x F!reader
๐๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ : Dick proves that you are the most beautiful girl ever
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It was the way he looked at her, the way he looked at Kory. She was perfect, perfect body, perfect face, perfect voice, she was powerful and smart, and it made you feel obsolete. You weren't shaped like her, you weren't some powerful fire queen, you weren't her. All you wanted was for him to look at you like that, you wanted Dick Grayson to look at you like that.
"Hey, are you alright?" Dick asked walking up to you as you leant against the kitchen counter. You nodded quietly grabbing your phone and retreated to your room. Dick stood in the kitchen confused.
"You know she likes you right?" Rachel piped up sipping on her coffee, a book in her left hand. Dick looked at her confused. "Please don't tell me your that dumb?" When Dick didn't answer her Rachel sighed and stood up heading to her room as well.
"She likes me?" Dick asked himself. He shook his head, snapping himself out of his trance and trudged up to your room, a floor above the rest. Dick knocked on your door, and as soon as you swung the door open, he didn't think but just said, "You like me?"
"Excuse me?" You asked eyes wide a blush already setting on your cheeks. "Who-Who told you that?"
"So it's true?" Dick asked, ignoring your question. "You like me?"
"I mean, yeah, but- wait, you wouldn't come up here just to tell me something I already know," You realized. "Why are you here?" Dick took a step forward his body towing over you slightly.
Dick shut the door behind him and leant against it, "If you like me, why didn't you tell me?" Dick questioned.
"Because-" You took a breath sitting down on your overly large bed. "-Because I've seen the way you look at Kory, and I know you won't look at me like that."
Dick walked over to you sitting on the bed next to you, "Why would you think that?"
"Because she's perfect. She's so beautiful, she's talented, she's a freaking fire princess, how the hell can I compete with that when I look like-"
"Like what?"
"Like this."
"What perfect? Because when I look at you, I see a stunning woman. I see a perfect girl who can crack detective cases, who can kick the bad guy ass, who can make anyone, especially me, smile, and that makes you smile and your smile is- God I can't even describe it." Dick took your face in his hand knocking your nose lightly against his, "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, and I will make sure you believe it."
Dick finally stopped his praise to press his lips to yours in a soft kiss, slow and passionate, but only for a few seconds. Dick pulled back running his thumb across your lips, then he kissed you again. This time rougher, hotter, more lustful but still passionate.
Dick pushed you against your bed still kissing you, he hovered over you holding your cheeks in his hands. Dick pulled back using his hand to hold himself up, the other running across your forehead. "You know when you concentrate, you get these lines in your head that's shaped like a heart. It's too cute," Dick smiled pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, making you giggle softly.
Dick tossed his jacket to the side and pressed a quick peck to your nose. "You crinkle your nose when Jason says something gross, and it's hard not to smile."
Dick kissed down your neck mumbling something about how soft your skin was. His hands went to the bottom of your shirt going to pull it up but you stopped him. "We can leave it on if you'd like," Dick suggested moving his hands to rest on your hips. You sighed shaking your head, you wanted Dick to see you, but something was screaming at you that we would just laugh and then leave. "Do you want me to take it off? Or would you prefer to?"
"You can do it," You whispered moving to sit on your knees. Dick took the fabric in his hands ready to take it off but stopped.
"If your uncomfortable at any time, just let me know alright, ill stop immediately. Just say lemons," Dick laughed softly making you smile and nod. Dick lifted your shirt off tossing it on top of his jacket. He looked back at your body and immediately went red in the face, "How are you insecure? That's a genuine fucking question." You laughed softly, even when you felt this vulnerable, he, Dick Grayson, he made you feel safe.
Dick took you by the waist lightly tapping your skin, "God you look perfect." Dick kissed you again trailing his hand from your breast and over your stomach and back up to cup your breast. "Your tits are so perfect, they fit in my hand so well." Both of you felt your body heat up and Dick saw your thighs rub together. "Your stomachs so soft, so cute." Dick gently nudged you to lay back down and you did. Dick then made a trail of dark purple and red hickeys from your jaw, across your throat, down your collar bones and breasts, he left marks down and all over your stomach until he hit the waistband of your tights.
"Can I take these off?" Dick asked tracing a finger along the edge of your pants. You nodded letting Dick slowly peel the piece of clothing off. Dick took a hold of your ankle and trailed soft kisses up to the top of your thighs. Dick looked up at you and got comfortable on his knees gripping your left thigh pulling it closer to his face, sucking hickeys on the inside of your thigh, nipping and licking at the skin. He repeated the action on the other leg making you squirm and grip the sheets in anticipation.
"Please..." You whispered reaching out to pull on Dicks hair. Fuck, his hair was so soft. Dick ran his fingers across your underwear, feeling your wetness soak through the thin fabric.
"So wet, and so fucking perfect," Dick praised hooking his fingers around the fabric slowly, tauntingly, pulling them from your legs. The air his your exposed heat making you hiss at the cool air. You pushed yourself up on your hands watching Dick slowly run his index finger from your slit to your clit, making you shudder and whine. "God you sound beautiful, lets see what other sounds you can make." Dick slowly pushed a finger inside you, soft whines spilling from your lips. Testing your limits pushed a second finger in, tracing your clit with his thumb. "So good, aren't you angel. Just so fucking perfect." Dick pumped his fingers keeping a steady pace, curling them against your walls, making you moan at the sensation. Dick stilled his hand inside you, just moving his fingers around, the tips of his finger brushing against your most sensitive parts.
"Oh god, please Dick," You whined tugging his face closer, his hot breaths fanning your pussy making you clench around him. Dick smiled at you, attaching his lips to your sensitive nub. Grinding his tongue against you, he resumed pumping his fingers in and out, curling and grinding, just making you feel so fucking good.
"So pretty, so perfect, and all mine. My good girl, my perfect princess," Dicks praise, and the vibrations, went straight to your core. The feeling making squirm. "You need to cum pretty girl? Need you to cum all over my fingers." You squirmed the feeling in you ready to burst. "Come on baby, let go. Need to feel you please." Dicks begging made you burst, clenching on his fingers, grinding against his face, your body spasming, your thighs threatening to close on his face.
Dick stood up, pressing kisses from your stomach all the way to your chest, over your neck, until he finally reached your lips. He pulled you in softly, gently molding your lips together in perfection. Dick pulled back resting his forehead against yours, "You're so fucking perfect."
"You didn't-"
"This wasn't about me, this was about you. How fucking flawless you are," Dick smiled pecking your forehead. Dick stripped his shirt off slowly guiding your arms inside. Dick ran to the bathroom grabbing a washcloth, that he gently ran through your folds.
Dick grabbed a new pair of panties from a pile of clothes you hadn't put away yet and slipped them on you. "Are you sure I can't help you?" You asked softly resting your hand against Dicks cheek.
"If you let me make you mine, we can do whatever you want. After you take a rest," Dick compromised. You nodded kissing Dick softly again.
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