Based off of the song "Rumors" by Neffex. What can i say, im a gacha kid at heart afterall🥹
Pairing: Mattheo Riddle X Fem!Reader
summary: when the well-known hogwarts heartbreakers clash at Mattheos common room party, things could not possibly end well. unless......??
barrier creds to: @kthice !! cute barriers i love🥹
You had heard the whispers trailing through hogwarts like a lingering perfume, (except it probably smelled like sex instead of vanilla cupcakes.) about the infamous Mattheo Riddle. How he would leave girls aching at their cores, sore all over from a night full of bliss in his dormroom. You had never involved yourself with him of course, you had always brushed him off. Your ego too high over your head to realise that the whispers followed you too.. the words of men you had shamelessly used for your own pleasure. Many would call you the meanest bitch in hogwarts, walking men like your dogs until you were done playing with them, ripping them of everything they hold dear. Some would even go far as to call you a evil slut. This hectic sex life earned you quite the reputation at hogwarts.
"Hey your going to the party tonight right?"
your roomate pansy questioned, although you were already halfway done with your makeup, all that was left was to pick a dress.
"Bitch, you know i never miss a good ass party, never."
"I would expect nothing less from little miss heartbreaker over here." Pansy playfully rolled her eyes while applying her lipgloss. "Y'know.. little Matty is gonna be there"
"Matty? as in, Mattheo riddle the manslag?"
"Why should i be concerned about that loser."
"Oh nothing.. i know you usually dont concern yourself with the feelings of men but theres a bet going around. Allegedly."
Pansys tone feigning pure mischief.
Your ears perked up at the word.
"Bet? Pansy what are you on about."
"Just some shit i heard from Blaise earlier in the great hall. He was spouting on and on about how theres a bet running with the Slytherin boys that the Mattheo riddle couldnt get the infamous y/n in his bed at his Slytherin common room party tonight."
Your face contorted with an expression of disgust, but an underlying tone of curiosity. Afterall, you had heard a good deal of Mattheo Riddle and how his cock would ruin all other boys for the girls dumb enough to sleep with him. You honestly called bullshit at their idiotic claims. But still a part of you damn that part. remained a little, just a tiny, feeble bit, curious.
"Pfft, stupidity. As if that irritatingly handsome fuckboy could get his grimy little hands on y/n l/n." You spat.
"Alright, whatever you say girl. May i warn you tho, he can be.. persuasive. tempting even."
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Your four too many shots deep into firewhiskey after losing some dumb drinking game Astoria somehow convinced you to play, the bass of some Childish Gambino song rocking the room, dimly lit with tones of purple and green. Your eyes scanned the room for the girl who dragged you along to this party, and newsflash! she was making out with Blaise Zabini on an armchair beneath the slytherin common rooms dim light. You rolled your eyes at the lovesick duo, eyes darting back to the crowd. and thats when you caught him staring.
Mattheo. Fucking. Riddle. obviously he would be here, its literally his party, but you cant seem to ignore the aching feeling at your core as you analyze the state hes in. The way that smirk of his plays at the corner of his lips, his deep brown eyes burning holes through you as he scans the curve of body through your dress, his eyes darting down, and then up to your low-cut too low. square neckline through his brown curls. Within a blink hes standing right infront of you.
"Hey. enjoying the party i presume?"
You smile. sweetly, enough to give Mattheo a sweet tooth.
"Why are you talking to me Riddle?"
"Wow. Chivalry isn't dead now."
Mattheos tone is of a man who is up to absolutely no good.
You roll your eyes, a snarl forming onto your pretty little mouth.
"Many girls would say otherwise."
"Careful pretty girl, you roll your eyes that far back they may stay stuck like that."
"Oh please, how old are you Riddle."
Mattheo leans in, lips brushing your ear. You feel his breath caress the back of your neck.
"Im gonna fuck that bratty attitude out of you."
You feel a pool of heat rush to your lower belly. This certainly should not turn you on. But your body was betraying you as you pulled Mattheo flush against your lips.
"God you make me crazy, you know that?"
"What can i say, Its my specialty." you reply, tone cocky as ever.
lets just say you wake up the next morning in mattheos dormroom, markings across your body with mattheo sleepy ever so peacefully next to you ;)
a/n: sorry sorry i got writers block towards the end.. idk if i should continue this cus most likely nobodys gonna read this.. but i js decided to make my imagination come to life and this was js for funsies like setting the scene of my fantasies with mattheo riddle😭😭...
