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i write, sometimes.

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hi does like.. anyone wanna be friends um (i feel like a kid on their first day at school💓💓)

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for a favor / theodore nott.

summary: what better way to have you other than giving you something in exchange?

warnings: smut smut smut 18+

Theodore prided himself on being, actually, fairly smarter than others, believe it or not. He was good at potions, defence against the dark arts, charms, hell — he aced his OWL'S!

then, even when he was so smart, why did it take him so damn long to figure out how he could get you in his bed?

thinking back to all the times he spent in his dorm room, jerking himself off to the thought of you and afterwards moping about how his dreams would never become a reality, he could almost laugh.

because, no one told him it was this simple.

all he had to do to get you on your knees in front of him was just say a sentence really, with it being ;

❝I could help you with charms if you did something for me..❞

the 'something' in of course being you sucking him off.

he had his hands in your hair, tugging your head closer to take more of his cock as he leaned his head back against the head board of his bed — sinful, yet beautiful noises escaping his throat.

you looked up at him with those beautiful, teary eyes and he almost felt bad for a second. but, the thought quickly erased when the pleasure doubled.

❝cara mia.. fuck..if i knew your mouth was so fuckin' good, i would've done this so so much sooner.❞ his groans reached your ears, his eyes closing.

he opened his eyes a few moments later, looking down at you and feeling a smirk ghosting his face when he saw the state you were in.

your hair was all messy, mascara smudged and lipstick ruined as you took more of him in your mouth, the buttons of your shirt opened with your bra almost uncovering your chest, courtesy to theodore's hands.

❝look at you.. amor.❞ he murmured, a breathy chuckle escaping his lips.

❝fuck, 'm gonna come over your pretty face..❞ hearing his words, your cheeks couldn't help but flush with embarrassment as you continued sucking him off, desperate to pleasure him as much as you could.

It was only a few moments after, that a string of curses escaped Theodore's mouth, pulling his cock out of your mouth to rub his hand up and down it, before his warm cum splattered over your face.

It dripped down from your lips to your chest, covering you messily. and even in that moment, theodore found you to be the most beautiful person in all of hogwarts.

his fingers picked up some of the cum remaining on his cock, as he brought it up to your lips, before thrusting his fingers inside your mouth for you to suck all the cum.

he watched you with a smirk, eyes drifting from you to the stack of pillows kept neatly on the edge of his bed, eyes catching the glint of the phone camera he had hidden in between the pillows.

well, at least he found another excuse for you to get on your knees in front of him.

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take it out on me / harry j potter

summary : your boyfriend takes his anger out on you in the best way possible.

you loved your boyfriend, you really did. and you hated it when he got upset over something, and ultimately lost his mind over it. so, being the nice girlfriend you were, you provided him comfort whenever he wanted it. like, right now. you were laid in his bed, clutching onto his back tightly as you pulled him towards your body, as he thrusted into you with insane speed, making you clench around him. his raven coloured hair fell over his face and glasses, sweat coating his forehead as he gritted his teeth, hands around your waist.

"fuck.. harry.." you bit your bottom lip, he didn't answer -only resuming his actions as he attached his lips with your's. normally, kisses with harry were very sweet, and full of passion. but, in times like this, he kissed you oh so very roughly, fighting dominance with you where he of course, always won. he pulled away from you, looking into your eyes with a look of desire. "shh, okay? j-just let me do what i want.."

you whined, hands going to instead clutch the sheets beneath you, which harry obviously didn't like very much as one of his hands pinned both of your wrists above your head, as his other groped your chest roughly. "so.. so fucking pretty. your so pretty." you blushed, the praising causing you to clench around him even tighter. he hissed, leaving a slap right on your core, making you whine out.

seeing the blush painted on your cheeks, and the way you clenched around him, caused a small smirk to decorate his lips, as he bent down to leave marks on your neck. "making so pretty noises for me, just for me." he whispered against your neck, before his lips attached itself on your neck.

"im gonna come.. mm.." your head arched back, eyes closing as harry roughly grabbed your chin, making you look into his eyes. "not right now, got it? you'll come when i tell you to." controlling the moan which was about to escape your lips, you nodded, biting onto your lip to conceal your noises.

he smiled, head moving down towards your chest, whe attached his lips to one of your breasts, as his other hand played with the other, you controlled the coil that felt like it was gonna snap in your stomach, hands wrapping into his hair as you pulled him closer to you, not wanting him to pull away.

"y.. you can come now.." he uttered breathlessly, "come with me." you nodded eagerly, hands wrapping around his neck as you pulled his head up to connect your lips with his, and just as your lips attached together, where they belonged, the coil in your stomach finally snapped. you could feel harry's come oozing inside of you, as you moaned against his lips, your legs trembling.

when you both rode out your high, panting and breathing heavily, you pulled away from each other, looking into each other's eyes. "you're a bloody goddess, I'll tell you that." harry muttered tiredly, as you laughed and brushed back strands of his hair.

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teaching / theodore nott

summary : theo teaches you how to please your boyfriend.

"you need to do better then that if you wanna please that boyfriend of yours, sweetheart." theo said lazily, manspreading on the leather chair in the Slytherin common room, a cigarette in his hand as he occasionally took a smoke.

you looked up at him, tears prickling in your eyes from your spot on the ground, hands around his cock as you sucked on it. his hand was around your hair, pulling it up into a ponytail. you nodded, trying to take more of his cock inside your mouth.

you had recently gotten into your first relationship, it was with a ravenclaw-and you knew nothing about anything intimate. so, what better way to learn then learn from your best friend? you and theo have been best friends ever since childhood, and he'd gotten with multiple women before. so, he offered to teach you on how you could please your boyfriend.

"use your hands for the area you can't reach." he said, looking at you with those dead eye of his. he would never admit it, but it had been a fantasy of his to come in your mouth, and even if he had to do it in this way, he didn't mind. atleast he got to see you on your knees for him, looking like an angel.

you obliged, hands immediately cupping the rest of his cock which you couldn't reach. he hissed, head leaning back onto the leather couch. "mhm.. keep doing that, angel.. so good.." he muttered. his praise caused you to heat up, a small faint blush appearing on your cheeks.

when theo looked down at you once more, he couldn't help but smirk. seeing you blush, because of what he said. not your boyfriend, no, him.

"y'know cazza, im starting to doubt you even like that idiot if you're here, on your knees, for me." he took a smoke from his cigarette. you wanted to deny, you wanted to pull away and say no. but, you didn't. you stayed in place, not even batting an eyelid as you continued pleasing him.

he only smiled, "you're gonna take my come in your mouth, 'kay? or, do you want me to paint your face with it? your boyfriend can see what you're doing." if you didn't know any better, you'd think he was jealous.

it was only a few moments after, that he pulled his cock out of your mouth, and before you could question why, he held his cock in hand, come spurting out as he painted your entire face with it. "theoo..!" you complained quietly. he smirked once more, "stay like that, pretty. i helped you, now, you need to help me."

you could only stay confused in place, before he grabbed his phone from the couch next to them, opening it as he snapped a picture of your beautiful, innocent face-tainted with his cruelty. "this'll help me for my own needs." he said, feigning innocence.

"you best be going, if you don't want anyone else to see you lookin' so gorgeous." you huffed, standing up. you fixed your hair and skirt, immediately heading towards your dormitory so you could clean yourself up.

what you didn't know though, was that theo had then opened instagram on his phone, going onto your page, only this time -not stopping onto your pictures to jerk off, no, but to find your boyfriends profile and send him a little something.