Mattheo Riddle, My Moon My Man
Boyfriend!Mattheo Riddle x fem!reader
Summary: You have a surprise for him... how will he react?
Warnings: 18+, sexual tension, unprotected sex
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Your chest rose with a heavy breath. Your whole body tingled, and you could hear your heart pounding in your organs. Your ears rang, and everything around you began to fade as your eyes met your reflection in the mirror. Your pupils surrounded your eyes so tightly that they were almost black, due to the tension in your body.
Mascara adorned your lashes and eyeshadow graced your eyelids. He loved it like this. Everything was designed to please him. Yet you noticed how shaky your breath was with each exhale, and how goosebumps formed on your soft, glistening arms. Your fingers framed the cold marble of the sink. Your fingernails were painted burgundy, a color he had chosen.
Finally, your eyes traveled down your body to the piece of fabric that covered it, if you could even call it that. It fit perfectly. Skin-tight. It was the first time you had worn lingerie like that. The first time you'd ever seen yourself in something like that. In something so revealing. In something so intimate. Your skin glistened beneath the black hem; you'd shaved completely and then applied a glitter body lotion on your body.
The black lace of your bra was almost see-through, your nipple was just barely covered, leaving a little to the imagination. Three small pearls adorned the center of your bra, shining with every movement, with every breath. The lace panties covered almost nothing. The hem framed your hips so tightly that your entire ass was exposed.
You've never felt so sexy.
Heat rose to your face. Uncertainty began to creep in. Was it too much? Obviously, you two had already had sex. More than you could count. But this was new. Before, you'd never dressed up sexy for him. You knew you turned him on even if you were just in a baggy t-shirt.
Nevertheless, you couldn't help but pause when you were shopping with your friends in Hogsmeade that morning and came across the lingerie department. Something inside you wasn't averse to the idea of wearing something like that for him. When your best friend came up behind you with a huge grin on her face, you knew she was going to make you buy it.
So here you are. The thought of him behind the door in his dorm, unsuspecting, with a cigarette between his soft lips, sent shivers down your spine that you couldn't describe. You had told him you were going to take a quick shower.
You squeezed your eyes shut, your eyelashes brushing your cheeks, as you tilted your head slightly downwards. "Gosh... pull yourself together." you whispered softly to yourself.
You swallowed as you stood up straight, your fingers tucking away the strands of hair that had fallen in front of your eyes behind your ears. Your lower abdomen tingled as you took a step back to get a better look in the mirror. Your body twisted slightly to the side, your eyes moving to your ass, your mouth opening slightly. You knew he would love this.
"Okay," you began, resolutely, with a slight nod. "Okay." you repeated, letting out a heavy exhale as you turned towards the door that separated you. "You can do it. You look good." You cleared your throat one last time before slowly pressing your hand down the cold doorknob, causing the door to open with a soft click.
You instantly held your breath, your palm pressed open the French door, which creaked softly and revealed your boyfriend, Mattheo Riddle.
Your pupils dilated instantly on their own when they landed on him. His dorm was empty, his friends were at a party, you knew that, otherwise you wouldn't be standing there in this revealing lingerie. He had opened the window next to his bed and positioned himself on the wide windowsill, turning his back to you to look at the dark starry sky above Hogwarts. A light breeze ruffled the curly hair on the back of his head, and you saw him take the last drag of his cigarette before slowly turning towards you as he heard you enter the room.
Your heart was beating so fast you were sure he could hear it. The moment his brown eyes met yours, you didn't know how to stand. You saw in real time as his entire body froze instantly. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach and heat rose in your cheeks as his eyes slowly and painfully scanned your body from the bottom up.
His eyes suddenly drooped, almost lazily, turning a deep black. You watched, your breath catching, as he tossed his cigarette out the window, giving you his undivided attention. He slowly bit his soft lip as he turned back to you. "Fuck." you heard him whisper, almost to himself, his voice trembling.
You almost let out a whine, simply because of his reaction to you, but you managed to stop yourself by biting your tongue. The tension in the room was so sharp, you could have cut it with a knife. The dark room, illuminated only by the moon shining through the open window, didn't help matters.
He swallowed hard, your eyes followed his Adam's apple, and without realizing it, you squeezed your thighs together. "Baby." he whispered, his voice rougher than usual, which almost made your eyes close.
His eyes hypnotized you, drawing you into a spell you didn't want to be freed from. "Matty." you whispered in reply, and a soft groan escaped him. He approached you slowly, the ground creaking beneath him, and with each step closer your heart beat faster. He stopped in front of you, but this time his eyes weren't on your body, but on your eyes. You tilted your head back to look up at him; his eyes were shining.
He didn't touch you. He just stood in front of you, looking down at you. That drove you crazy. You wanted to feel his hands on you. To breathe in his scent. To feel his warmth.
In front of you. On you. Inside you.
His hand slowly rose. For you, it couldn't happen fast enough, but it seemed as if he was taking his time. Finally, he placed his warm, yet slightly rough, palm on your cheek. Your eyes closed, and you leaned forward slightly to feel his warmth. The palm of his thumb slowly brushed beneath your eye, and even though you couldn't see him, you knew his eyes hadn't left you for a single second.
As a shaky breath escaped him, your eyes opened and you realized he had moved closer, his face just inches from yours. His nose brushed against yours in a small movement, his way of saying 'I love you'. "You look... so... breathtaking." He needed a moment to collect himself and find the right words.
His words brought a small, shy smile to your face. "You like it?" You exhale and take a step back to give him a better view of your body, his hand falling from your cheek. Silently, his eyes return to your body, lingering on your breasts. He exhales heavily and runs his fingers through his curls, leaving them messy. "Do I like it? Shit—" he begins, punctuated by a small laugh as he shakes his head in disbelief. "Baby, I fucking love this. You look—god, you look so good." He clenched his jaw.
His words relaxed you and caused something to shift in your chest, making you feel a little more confident. You gave him another small, almost innocent smile as you took a step closer. Your bare feet touched his socks, and you lifted your toes to bring you closer. Slowly, you placed your arms on his biceps, your fingers encircling his skin and tracing his arm up to his shoulders, all the way to his neck. Once there, you wrapped your arms around his neck, your fingers playing with the curls at the back of his head.
Your eyes glittered as your face slowly drew closer to his, your breath brushing his skin, causing him to swallow hard. Your lips touched his ear, and a hiss escaped him. Instantly, his arms wrapped around your waist, your warm skin against his. "Sit down." you whispered in his ear, your breath brushing his skin, causing a growl to escape him.
With you in his arms, he took steps backward until he reached his bed. Once there, he sat down without a word, increasing the distance between you; he now had to look up at you. His hands wandered down over your ass before stopping behind your thighs, squeezing your soft skin.
The harsh moonlight reflected off the left side of his face, making his eyes sparkle as he looked up at you with a hungry gaze. Your lips parted slightly, and his eyes fell down to meet them. His grip on your thigh tightened. Your chest heaved as you slid down, your body instinctively resting against his, onto his lap, your legs on either side of him as he spread his legs for you.
Your fingers traced the contours of his neck, his veins, as his hands moved to your ass, spreading your cheeks wider as his fingers dug into your skin. His eyes never left yours as your face drew closer, your hands framing his face with a precise movement.
Your eyes closed as your lips finally touched.
Your heart nearly exploded with emotion as he pressed his chest closer to yours, as if he couldn't get any closer, before passionately kissing you back. A shiver ran through your body as your fingers ran through his hair while his hands moved to your hips, pulling you closer to him, and a soft sigh escaped you as you felt his erection against your heat through your clothes.
His lips moved quickly against yours, as if he couldn't get enough of you, of your taste, your scent. His hands were everywhere, occasionally twitching at your lingerie, as if overwhelmed by you. Without much of an interruption to the kiss, he pulled his t-shirt over his head before his hands wandered into your hair, grasping and pulling.
Without thinking twice, your hands wandered from his hair down to his muscular, broad shoulders, then across to his back, and you instinctively pressed yourself closer to him as his tongue slipped into your mouth. Almost automatically, Mattheo lay back, pulling you with him until his back touched the soft mattress covered by a cool, cozy blanket, while he shifted slightly so you were comfortably on top of him, without breaking the kiss for even a second.
Your whole body was warm, and you noticed tiny beads of sweat forming on your neck from the intimacy. A soft whimper escaped you as Matteo pushed you forward again, surprised by his reaction, which forced you both reluctantly to finally break the kiss. His heavy breath brushed against your lips as he gazed lazily into your eyes. "You like that?" he blurted out, and you began to nod gently.
His lips curled into a grin as his hand slapped your ass, making you gasp. "Words, baby. Talk to me," he repeated in a raspy voice that sent shivers down your spine. Swallowing, you began nodding again. "Yes, Matty. I want more... I want you." you gasped, as if you'd just run a marathon.
With a grin, he grabbed your hips before quickly pulling you underneath him so that he was now on top of you. His silver chain, which you had given him for Christmas, swung into your face, whereupon you hooked your index finger around it, pulling him down to you again to kiss him. A rumble escaped his chest after your action.
His hands framed your hips, digging into your skin as your legs wrapped around his waist. With slow movements, he began to rub his hips against yours. Another sigh escaped you, breaking the kiss. Without meaning to, your eyes closed as his reaction rubbed against your now-wet panties. His head lowered onto the back of your neck as he placed wet kisses there with his now-swollen lips, without pausing his movements.
Your fingernails dug into his broad shoulders as you tilted your head back to give him more room. He rewarded this with a hum as he slowly and teasingly burrowed his teeth into the soft skin of your neck, causing you to gasp. "Matty." you whispered pleadingly as his tongue licked the indentation, and your mouth opened.
Your hair lay like a halo around you, and your back arched as you surrendered to him and his touch. It felt like you were no longer on Earth. Your eyes were glazed over, hearing and seeing only him.
"So pretty." He murmured to himself as his kisses traveled further down to the skin of your breast peeking out from under your lacy bra. His eyes closed as he licked along it, as if he were devouring a piece of candy. Your hands moved to his curls, your fingers curling at a lock in frustration.
His fingers traced the velvet edge of your bra as if imagining what lay beneath. Your chest rose quickly as you bit your lip, watching him watch you. With a swift movement, his right hand swung beneath you as you arched your back to help, and with a soft click, he unhooked your bra. The black straps slowly loosened before sliding down your shoulders. Matteo licked his lips as he removed the fabric completely, allowing your full breasts to fall gently out, your nipples already hard and throbbing.
A loud groan escaped him at the sight of you, his pupils dilated. His large hands cupped your breasts without hesitation, your sensitive nipple slid against his palms, prompting a small whimper from you. "Sensitive." you mumbled, embarrassed, as he gave you a smirk.
He slowly circled the center of your breasts with his thumb, leaving a ticklish sensation. He gently pressed small kisses around them, carefully and lovingly, before parting his lips and taking one of your nipples into his mouth. A loud moan escaped you abruptly as a throbbing sensation spread beneath his warm mouth. "Mhm." you whined with furrowed brows.
His lips formed a sly grin around your nipple as his hand gently caressed your hip. "Shh, just relax." he whispered as he briefly pulled away, only to move his mouth to your other nipple. His wet tongue circled the hard surface in a gentle movement while you squinted your eyes, your head tilted slightly back.
With a soft pat on the side of your breast, it jingled briefly as he pulled away to lick his lip before looking down at your swollen breasts. "You're so sexy, baby." he whispered, before his gaze returned to your face, which he found with swollen lips and rosy cheeks. His jaw tightened as his dark eyes traveled down your body.
Your thighs rubbed together because of his intense gaze, which he stopped with a firm hand on your thigh. "Please." you whispered, swallowing, as his hand on your thigh slowly moved towards between your thighs. A shaky gasp escaped you as the surface of his thumb brushed against the wet center of your panties, and his mouth parted slightly.
"Fuck... so wet, just for me, hm?" The roughness of his voice made your lower pelvis tingle as his thumb pressed harder against your clit to apply pressure. He watched as the fabric of the almost see-through panties clung to your clit from all the wetness. A grunt escaped him at your sight.
With a flick of his wrist, he traced the inside of your thigh, the cuticles of his fingers brushing gently against your shaved skin as you spread your legs wider for him. A small smile played on his lips, so small you almost missed it were it not for the dimple on his cheek that always gave him away.
His free hand wandered to the front of his black boxer shorts, the fabric so thin you could almost see every vein of his erection through it. His fingers stroked the bulge with a gentle movement, his eyes never leaving yours. He inhaled sharply as he touched himself for the first time that evening, even if only through his boxers. Your eyes were fixed on his hand, wide and staring.
His fingers slowly wandered to the waistband of his boxer shorts before he slowly folded them down, revealing the thickness of his dick, the mushroom tip leaking precum and foam running into your mouth.
You've seen him like that thousands of times, and yet you still got wet every single time you saw him like that.
His thumb stroked the tip, spreading precum, before he moved that same thumb toward your mouth. Without hesitation, your lips parted to frame his thumb. A sigh escaped you as you tasted him on your tongue; your eyes closed as your tongue eagerly sucked on his thumb, even though there was nothing left there.
"Fucking hell." he groaned loudly before popping his thumb out of your mouth. He looked at you with love and lust. Nothing in between. His fingers wandered between your legs again, but this time to push your panties aside against your clit. He bit his lip as he positioned himself between yours so that the tip of his dick rubbed against your clit.
Without properly removing his boxer shorts or your panties, he pressed the tip of his penis in a circular motion against your wetness, so that loud squelch squelch noises resounded in the quiet room.
A whimper escaped you as you felt his warmth down there, your pelvis nearly exploding with anticipation. Swallowing, you grasped his broad shoulders, now glistening with tiny beads of sweat. His right hand rested beside your head, ready to push off, as he gazed deep into your eyes, his breath brushing your lips. "You ready?" he whispered impatiently, as if he couldn't bear to not be inside you for another second.
Nodding, your arms moved from his shoulders to his neck, pulling him closer. "Yes, please." you breathed out, your eyes almost closing on their own with desire. His eyes darkened abruptly before he thrust into you without further ado, through your labia.
Your eyes closed slowly, your long eyelashes tickling your cheeks as you exhaled softly, feeling the pulse of his penis slowly penetrate you, its veins brushing against your gummi walls at just the right angle until its tip met your g-spot. You felt his trembling breath against your swollen lips as he shifted forward, bracing himself on his forearms beside your head to penetrate deeper. Your body twitched as his hips briefly shifted backward, only to immediately re-engage with your g-spot.
A soft hum escaped you, fueled by the ticklish sensation in your lower abdomen. Your arms tightened around his neck, pulling his face so close to yours that you could almost taste his breath, your noses touching. Your head jerked back with a gasp as he began to move his hips in and out with a rhythmic thrust.
Your left hand fell flat from his neck onto the mattress beside you, completely helpless and under his spell, whereupon his fingertips slowly moved up your wrist until they reached between your fingers and pressed them against the mattress with a flat palm, his fingers between yours.
His free hand moved down to your knee, his grip firm as he swiftly pushed your leg upwards until it was over his shoulder, whereupon he thrust into you in another direction. A loud moan escaped you, your hand intertwining with his, which was resting on yours, to which he responded with a deep groan.
"Oh Baby... feels so good." You whispered against his lips, to which he sank his teeth into your lower lip and sucked it into his mouth, making your eyes close in pleasure.
Skin-clapping and the wet sounds of your connections were the only things to be heard in the small dorm, but you were both so engrossed in your own world that you didn't notice anything around you.
He slowly released your lower lip with a pop before throwing his head back as he hardened his thrusts. "You're driving me fucking crazy." he grunted as he sat up a little further, your leg still over his shoulder to maintain his penetration.
A loud gasp escaped you at the new sensation; your hand left his to cup your own breasts as you squeezed your eyes shut. The feeling, from his dick repeatedly thrusting between your wet labia, all the way to your g-spot, made you see stars.
A loud growl escaped him as his black eyes wandered to your breasts, which you were now squeezing, his own lip between his teeth. "Yeah, keep going. Touch yourself... show me how good it feels." A small, yet noticeable grin played on his red lips as his hand closed around your knee, his fingernails digging bluntly into your skin, though you were so engrossed in the pleasure that you didn't even register it. Instead, a moan escaped you as you began to play with your breasts for him.
You noticed how his breathing became more shaky as he watched you, his trusting tremors occasionally erratic when he was too distracted by you. Your fingers dug into the skin around your nipple as you tried to focus on it, while he grabbed your other leg and pulled it over his other shoulder. His hands moved to where your hips meet your legs for a better grip as he quickened his movements.
A whine escaped you as you pressed your lips together and threw your head back, your eyes closed, while your hands once again flapped helplessly at your sides. "Harder." you gasped, your chest rising rapidly as a tingling sensation spread through your lower abdomen.
"Yes ma'am." He also spoke out of breath as he shifted slightly to a better angle, with your legs next to his head, while a bead of sweat slowly dripped down his chest to his V-line.
You couldn't concentrate on anything anymore except the feeling and the sound of his dick as it went in and out of you, and how the skin of his stomach repeatedly brushed against your labia when he was fully inside you. Your mouth automatically opened slightly as intimate sounds escaped you, which only made him become even harder inside you, if that was even possible.
Your final push came when he leaned forward again to kiss you, even though your legs were still over his shoulders, almost touching your ears. With a loud moan, you pulled away from his lips, unable to even kiss him back. "Matty." you moaned, which prompted him to push your legs further back as he focused on bringing you to climax before he came first.
"I know. Please cum for me... Please, I need it." he began groaning, almost unable to get a word out, his silver chain hanging in your face. "Need you to cum around my dick." he continued through a gritty voice, his eyebrows furrowed, as he scattered wet kisses on your temple.
Nodding, you swung your limp arms around his neck again, pressing your forehead against his chin, as you felt something tighten in your pelvis. With a loud moan, a barely audible "Gonna cum." escaped you before you let go completely, wetness gathering around his dick as your pussy began to throb and tickle intensely.
"Mhm." A loud whine escaped you as your sensitive labia contracted around Mattheo's thickness, while your body trembled uncontrollably, your arms falling from his neck, flat onto the mattress, as your eyes closed. His face contorted as he watched you, his trust becoming increasingly uncontrolled as he eagerly pursued his climax, his breaths trembling. "Fuck. Oh shit—" he cursed as he came into your gummi walls, and you immediately felt a warmth inside you.
His body instantly slumped into you, your legs slowly sliding off his shoulders. His face was buried in the hollow of your neck as he breathed heavily, each breath hitting your soft skin, while his arms pulled you closer.
His parted lips against your skin felt so intimate as he gasped for air in your arms. Your chest rose quickly against his as you both slowly settled back to normal. He slowly raised his head to look into your eyes, his nose brushing against yours, the moon shining through them.
"You should wear something like this more often." he whispered against your lips, as if it were a secret, before a grin spread across his face. Your lingerie is scattered somewhere on the floor.
Without meaning to, a grin also formed on your lips, but smaller, softer, more shy, as your fingers traced a path up his neck to play with the curls at the back of his head, which now lay completely chaotically on top.
"Maybe I will." you whispered teasily.
