theo and mattheo have threesomes with girls to have an excuse to kiss each other. CHANGE MY MIND.
YESSS I FINALLY HAVE AN EXCUSE TO TALK ABOUT MATTHEODORE!!!!!! and girl i will not even try to change your mind bc you are so right. so correct. a prophet, even.
they pick a girl who’s hot enough to distract from what’s actually going on — which is mattheo roughly fucking her ass from behind, theo flat on his back under her, fucking her pussy, and both of them acting they’re moaning for her when really they’re staring past her tits straight into each other’s eyes. mattheo leans down, one hand tangling in theo’s hair and the other squeezing the girl’s ass, and they kiss, messy, loud, wet, and fucking obscene, saliva mixing as they steal all the attention for themselves. their cocks rub against each other, separated only by the thin wall of muscle between her ass and pussy, heat and slickness blurring every line. “you’re such a fucking mess,” mattheo growls against theo’s lips, and theo just laughs breathlessly, licking into mattheo’s mouth as they continue to make out, the girl between them completely forgotten.
heeyy can I request p1h smut? idk what exactly but can it be dom theo? if you want ofc
testing his patience
a/n: this wasn’t meant to be so long but I kinda sorta got carried away oops
genre: smut because I’m ovulating oops
pairing: idol! choi taeyang x f!reader
warnings: meanie!theo, degradation (f!receiving), praise kink, groping, hair pulling, spit kink, blowjob, against the wall fuck (idk what it’s really called, don’t yell at me), unprotected sex (boo don’t do it kids, wrap it up!), creampie galore, sir kink, lowkey dacryphilia
Your boyfriend is a very tolerant man, you’d even consider him to be one of the most patient people you know. Theo rarely shows when he’s annoyed, at least not when it comes to you anyway, but the messages coming through his phone are starting to eat away at his resolve. Practice has been hectic all week, thus his busy schedule and as a result, you’re not able to see your boyfriend as often as you may like. Theo is rehydrating during the five minute break Keeho granted them before he reaches for his phone to check his messages.
princess y/nnie 6:29pm received
baby, I miss you so bad, is there no way you can’t fake a stomachache and come home?
[image sent] 6:30pm received
Theo curses under his breath as he instantly shuts off his phone the second he sees the revealing picture of you in nothing more than a skimpy set of underwear. He glances around to see if anyone was within viewing distance and lets out a sigh of relief to see that the others are too busy scrolling through their own phones. He clicks back into the message thread, albeit with his phone tucked close to his chest and the brightness all the way down.
princess y/nnie 6:33pm received
come play with me <3
Theo’s jaw clenches as he types out a response.
theo 6:57pm sent
you’re such a dirty girl for sending me pictures like that when you know I’m at work, baby. but don’t worry, I’ll make sure to handle that bad behavior when I get home. <3
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The door clicks shut so quietly, you completely miss it as you finish washing up dishes from dinner. You’re humming to yourself and swaying your hips side to side, your sleep shirt hanging past mid thigh and hair lazily put up. Theo steps out of his shoes, dropping his duffel bag off to the side before following the sound of your quiet hums. Any other night, he would’ve came home and cooed at the sight of you looking so domestic, kissed your neck and whispered how glad he is to be home. But now? He was oozing tension and frustration and you were his victim of the night. He crosses the space in a few steps, one hand gripping your hip and pinning you against the sink, the other reaching up to tug your hair back and make you face him.
You cry out at the sudden roughness, “Hey what-”
The cold stare he gives you is more than enough to shut you up, but his tone is even icier, “Do you enjoy acting like a little slut when I’m at work? Hm?”
Theo gropes your tits through your shirt, scoffing at how easily your nipples get hard under his touch, “Did you really think you could get away with teasing me like that? Dumb little girl, you must really only think about getting that pretty cunt ruined, isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
His body is warm against your back, cock hard and nestled perfectly against your ass. You can’t help but whine and press back against him, the venom dripping from his words add to the fire in your stomach. You chew on your lower lip giddily as he grinds into you.
“I was just feeling lonely, baby. Missed you so much, needed you to touch me.” You whine.
Your boyfriend smirks and slips his thumb into your mouth, delighted to see how eager you are to suck on it. An idea pops into his mind, one that has him aching to bring to life. He releases you without a second thought, turning you around to face him before giving you a mean kiss and shoving you onto your knees before him.
“Missed me? Or my cock? Get to sucking, pretty girl.”
You whimper at the authority radiating off him, from the tone of voice that leaves no room for argument to the way he seems so much bigger now that he’s standing over you like this. Your manicured hands are quick to make work of tugging his sweats down far enough for you to slip his cock out. You practically salivate with want at the sight of his hot red tip oozing precum all for you, thick veins following the length of his shaft.
With an experimental swipe of your thumb over his tip, you gather enough of his arousal to jerk him off a few times before placing a kiss on his mushroomed tip. You let a glob of spit fall onto it before spreading it with your fist, taking him into your mouth and humming contently at the familiar heady taste of his arousal. You make the mistake of glancing up at him as you open your mouth wider to fit more of his length, provoking him to curse out with a subtle jut of his hips.
“Fuck-” Theo grits his teeth and grips your hair at the root, forcing you to take him in just a bit further, “doing such a good job of putting that slutty mouth to use, think I like you better with a mouthful of cock.”
Your eyes water as he fucks your mouth, each thrust stinging at the back of your throat but you sit there and take it because it’s only feeding the fire now blazing inside you. Without much thought, your hand begins to trail toward the heat between your thighs. You let out a pathetic moan around his girth once your fingers come in contact with the slick arousal that coats your folds completely. You don’t get more than a few tentative rubs around your clit before Theo is yanking you off his cock, staring down at the hand in your panties in pure disbelief.
He brings you back up to your feet, tilting your head up to look at him as he slaps your hand away from your neglected cunt. “I don’t recall giving you permission to touch yourself. Are you really so selfish you can’t even pleasure me without touching yourself?”
“It hurts… baby, please.” You whimper, rubbing your thighs together in an attempt to soothe the throbbing in your panties.
Theo leans closer to you, the tip of his nose nearly touching yours as he grips your jaw harsh enough to force your mouth open. He’s silent as he lets a glob of spit fall into your mouth before shutting it for you with a dark glint in his eye.
“Swallow.”
And you do.
He hums contently before shoving you back up against the kitchen wall, your cheek pressed up against the cool textured surface. He yanks down your panties with such haste you’re left wondering whether you’ll even find them in one piece later. You don’t have much time to dwell on it before you’re feeling the familiar weight of his cock tapping against your ass. Your legs spread for him instinctively, back arching as you present yourself to him in all your needy glory.
“This what you wanted? Hm? Wanted to get fucked like the needy little thing you are?” He grunts as he runs his cock along your folds, coating it in your slick.
“Yes.” You breathe out as you anticipate him finally slipping inside.
Theo grips your face and tilts it toward him, “Look at me while I stretch you out. Sluts don’t deserve prep. Isn’t that right, princess?”
Your eyes flutter shut as he bullies his cock all the way into you, knees nearly buckling at the pressure of being so full. “No, sir…”
“Such a good pussy, taking me all the way in like I knew you would.” He grunts as he bottoms out, heavily breathing in your ear and nibbling on it just enough to drive you insane.
You’re barely gathering your bearings, grateful for the moment of grace he’s given you to adjust to his size before he begins to pull his hips back only to snap them back against the plush of your ass. His cock slides in and out of you so deliciously your hands immediately come up to grip the wall, paint chips gathering under your nails but you couldn’t be bothered to care at the moment— not with the devastating angle he had you in. Theo fucks you with the type of vigor that has you trying to squirm away from the overwhelming amount of pleasure, it’s too much and too good.
“F-fuck—hah—baby t’much!” You cry out as you plead him with your eyes to slow down for just a moment.
Theo simply presses down on your lower back to deepen your arch before pulling you back to meet his every thrust, “No, you’re going to take everything I give you. Remember that you asked for this.”
He emphasizes his point by snapping his hips even harder, eyes locking in on the way your own begin to roll back. His gaze soon travels down to the white ring beginning to gather at the base of his cock, your ass rippling with each mean thrust. Theo knows perhaps he’s being a bit cruel by denying you the mercy of slowing down but he’s no longer in control of himself, long gone is the level headed man he prides himself on being. Right now he’s possessed by the need to prove to you that he’s not one to be messed with because whatever is dished out, he will return tenfold.
A particularly deep thrust has you sobbing for him, encouraging him to hit that same spot over and over until you’re babbling nonsense.
“Oh! Sir, please don’t stop!” Your vision is blurry as you feel the coil in your stomach tightening.
Your boyfriend sports a wicked grin and picks up the pace, releasing your face in favor of reaching down to rub at your clit, “Right there?”
“Yes yes yes!”
He’s been with you long enough to recognize that you’re teetering on the edge of your release, knows you well enough that he knows exactly how to unwind you and pick you apart until you’re a mess for him. The frustration of your misbehavior from earlier still weighs heavy in his mind and manifests as a mean voice telling him to make you suffer just a little while longer.
“Gonna cum so soon, princess?” He taps at your clit with soft little slaps that have your legs twitching.
“Mhm, need to cum- oh, please let me cum, sir!” You cry out, fighting the urge to fall apart for him right then and there.
Theo’s cock twitches at the desperation in your voice, your pretty pouty lips blabbering on and on about how he’s fucking you too good. There’s even a few stray tears that have started to travel down your cheeks and he truly has to fight against his body’s natural instinct to fill you up at the mere sight. You’re squeezing him so tight he knows neither of you are going to last much longer, he has to drag this out for just a moment longer.
“Don’t know if you deserve to-hah- cum just yet, princess. Beg for it.” He grunts, sweat trickling down his neck and into his collarbone. He tucks the bottom hem of his shirt in between teeth to reveal a much better view of his cock destroying your cunt.
“Pleasepleaseplease oh my god, I’m gonna cum please I need it so bad-” you choke out in between desperate whimpers as you feel yourself beginning to slip over the edge.
“Gonna act up again after this? Hm?” He questions, rubbing harsh circles against your clit once more.
“Fuck! No, sir! I promise I’ll be so fucking good! Just please let me fucking cum!” Your words begin to slur together as the coil inside you begins to come undone.
“Atta fuckin’ girl. Cum f’me. Do it now.” Theo hisses as he chases his own high along with yours.
His firm chest presses against your back, squishing you against the wall as he fucks you so well you’re unable to form proper words. Your brows furrow as you finally let go, gushing around his cock and crying out pathetically. Theo is soon to follow, groaning and cursing profusely as he empties himself deep inside you, fucking his cum back into you before coming to a slow halt. He rests his forehead on the wall beside you while the lust previously clouding his mind slowly begins to dissipate. Your body trembles through the aftershocks of your orgasm, cunt throbbing around his girth until he finally pulls out. Not too long after, you’re feeling the warmth begin to trickle down your thighs.
“Fucking hell.” Theo lets out a breathy chuckle.
You mumble tiredly, “‘m sorry for distracting you at work.”
He kisses your sweaty temple, turning you around and holding you in his arms, “Don’t apologize, Princess. I know I’ve been busy lately, I’m sorry for that. But you’ve got me now so let’s go get cleaned up and tucked in bed, yeah?”
You allow him to guide you into the master bathroom, eyes struggling to stay open, “Sounds good, love you.”
Theo smiles at you, “I love you more, sweetheart.”
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I don’t know if it is late but 🥺 and Theodore Nott please
hi anon, don't even worry about it - i'm even later. but here's what i got! warning: so. much. fluff. ahead.
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His hand squeezed yours thrice as you entered the movie theater, excited to watch the new sequel to a book-turned-movie series you and Theo loved. You squeezed four times ("I love you, too") back as you got in the line for popcorn and snacks.
You talked about your plans for that weekend, and your excitement about the movie when you were called next in line, another couple like you having received their order, making the line two people shorter. "Next!"
"Hi, what may I get for you?" The cashier said with a sigh, doodling on the back of a receipt.
"Hi, can I just get a medium blue raspberry ICEE and a large popcorn?" You said, Theo's body subconsciously inching closer to yours until you were holding onto his arm with your other hand.
The cashier nodded, beeping in the order. "Will that be all?"
You shook your head quickly before speaking again. "No, my husband will also have a bag of cotton candy. That's what you want, right, Teddy?" You asked, looking up at the tall boy beside you. He nodded, looking dumbstruck as you turned back to the cashier. "That will be all. Thank you."
The cashier had asked something, but Theo didn't manage to hear it. "Sorry?" He said, his cheeks rosy and his pupils dilated to the point there was only a small silver ring that indicated his iris.
"She asked what color you want, love." You said calmly, almost beaming at how cute he looked.
"Oh, um, pink, please." He nodded, as you waited for your order to be ready.
You waited patiently as you laced your fingers with his, kissing the back of his hand. "You are so pretty, my love, have I ever told you that?"
Theo didn't answer, and instead, bent down to capture your lips in an unexpected kiss. He held your face as if you were gentle, but his lips said otherwise as they kissed you rather roughly. You were usually lovey-dovey in public, but it wasn't often he'd perform bigger actions like this that would make you swoon so much.
As he pulled back, a simpering smile took over his face. "What was that f-"
"You called me your husband." He said simply, his thumb toying with your bottom lip. You must've looked like you were about to faint, because he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to you.
You scoffed lightly, trying to recall if you had or hadn't. "Psh. No, i didn't." You said, once you remembered that you had.
Theo laughed lightly, his chuckle sending shivers through your body as you felt the vibrations through your ear, laying on his chest.
"You did." He said, swiping your nose playfully as you hid further in his chest, your cheeks now red. "I don't mind the sound of it." He said, kissing your forehead. "Actually, I love it. You're my wife. My wife. Wife." He repeated, mostly to himself at a lower volume. "Do you like how it sounds?" He asked, his lips brushing the shell of your ear.
Sheepishly, you pulled your head away from his chest to make a face that screamed, "I'm pathetic for you, of course I love how it sounds!"
Theo laughed again at your upturned brow and pouty lip as he kissed the tip of your nose.
As your order was done and paid for, you holding the drinks as he held his cotton candy and the popcorn, Theo said one last thing to the cashier.
"My wife and I thank you. Have a nice night." He waved off, walking to the movie.
"Bit overdone, don't you think?" You asked, sipping on your drink, which was quickly making your lips turn blue.
Theo shook his head as he stopped to show your tickets to the security guard to scan. "Nothing's ever too much for my love." He said, hugging you from the side as he rubbed your arm up and down. "My wife and I thank you. Have a nice night!" He said to the guard, waving as you playfully shoved him to the side.
"Hey, you made me drop some of the popcorn!" He exclaimed, his smile wide as you threw your head back in laughter.
You were going to make a happy husband and wife someday.
boyfriend!theodore who didn’t know he had a daddy kink until it slipped out of your mouth for the first time.
after a particularly rough day of yours, he’s fucking you deep and fast, gently stroking your face and whispering comforting sweet nothings into your ear to soothe you. the contrast between the nurturing words and the way he’s recklessly pounding into you has your eyes rolling back in your head.
and before you can help it, the words “fuck, daddy! please,” escape your lips, causing theo’s pace to slow down in an instant, brows furrowed and heart beating out of his chest. your eyes widen, afraid you made a mistake, afraid that you grossed him out. but despite your fear, you’re too desperate to let him walk away just yet so you tug on his hair, whining for him to start moving again.
“… say it again.” he’d demand. “huh?” “say it again or i won’t let you cum.”
the words would have your walls fluttering around his stilled cock. “please, daddy, make me cum,” you’d beg.
“that’s a good girl,” he’d whisper, once again setting a ruthless pace, placing a hand above your head to make sure you wouldn’t hit the headboard.
need to thigh ride theo while he’s reading/gaming 🙏🙏
oh fuck yes. he barely acknowledges you, eyes still locked on the screen, fingers moving steadily over the controller like he isn’t letting you grind against his thigh, like he doesn’t feel the slow, desperate drag of your soaked panties against his sweats. the most you get is a harsh slap and a sharp squeeze to your ass, his palm heavy and warm, followed by a lazy chuckle. “so fuckin’ needy,” he mutters, not even sparing you a glance. “can’t sit still for two seconds without acting like a slut, huh?” his leg flexes beneath you, the smallest movement, but enough to make your breath hitch, enough to make you whimper, and that finally gets a reaction out of him—his smirk deepening, tongue clicking in faux disappointment. but he doesn’t stop you, doesn’t rush to take over, just lets you use him, lets you rut yourself against him like a pathetic little thing while he finishes his game. it’s only when the screen flashes with victory, when he finally sets the controller down, that he really looks at you, hands gripping your hips, voice low and amused. “you done making a mess, or you need me to do it right?”
thinking about toxic obsessive ex-boyfriend! theo who physically drags you away from the crowd when he sees you with another guy, shoving you up against the wall with a veiny hand firmly wrapped around your throat.
“the fuck do you think you’re doin’, huh?”
god forbid you try to remind him that you’re broken up. his hand will harshly find purchase on the flesh of your ass under your skirt and push your panties aside so fast, you won’t even realize he’s already shoved three fingers up there at once until he’s already thrusting them back in.
and suddenly you’re in his dorm again while he fucks into you hard and fast, licking your tears away, cooing at you every time you tell him to slow down as his dark eyes loom over your flushed face.
“you can take it, baby. you know you have before.”
and he’s seriously considering filling you up with his cum, the mental image of you all big and round with his baby in your stomach making him groan. she’d be tied to me forever if i just…
“you’re bound to me for fucking life, bunny. get used to it.”
after having a very random chat with @pizzaapeteer, i wanted to make this post connecting mattheo, theo, and enzo to the main minions in the minions movie 🤭 so now here we are…. if you haven’t seen the minions movie, what are you doing with your life?
mattheo riddle ⤑ bob!
mattheo is so bob-coded it’s not even funny. he’ll punch someone in a hallway and then cry about a sad cat video 5 minutes later. like yeah he tries to act all tough and mysterious with the whole “i could kill you with my pinky finger” vibe, but deep down? he’s just bob. emotionally attached to random objects, maybe a hoodie or a lighter he found on the street. needs constant reassurance. would absolutely carry around a stuffed animal if he thought no one was watching. gets way too excited about the smallest things and then tries to play it off like he didn’t just light up like a golden retriever. chaotic but in a “please love me” way. has no idea what’s going on 80% of the time but will fight to the death for his friends (and win). he’s got that unhinged loyalty mixed with baby brother energy. everyone’s like “don’t let mattheo do that” and he’s already doing it with a grin and zero regard for consequences. bob in combat boots, basically.
theodore nott ⤑ kevin!
theo is literally kevin with a wand. he’s the tall older sibling of the group who didn’t ask for this but somehow got stuck with the responsibility anyway. constantly cleaning up mattheo and enzo’s messes while muttering “i hate it here” under his breath. gives off “i’m above this” energy but will absolutely throw hands if someone messes with his friends. looks calm but is internally screaming 24/7. if he loses his book or his peace and quiet for even a second, it’s over. like, kevin is brave and protective, but also dramatic as hell when things don’t go his way. wants to be the hero, but ends up babysitting bob and stuart 24/7, just like theo with matt and enz. poor guy. reluctantly the dad friend. someone get him a stress ball. and send help. or coffee.
lorezno berkshire ⤑ stuart!
lorenzo berkshire is stuart in human form and there’s no convincing me otherwise. he’s got that chaotic middle-child energy—too cool to care, but somehow always in the middle of the drama. probably owns five guitars he can’t actually play and flirts his way out of detention. the type to accidentally set something on fire and say “oops” with wide eyes and zero remorse, then run away and blame someone else. lives for the bit. you think he’s not paying attention but he hears everything. gets bored in 2.5 seconds and starts annoying theo just for fun. somehow both the problem and the vibe. just stuart with better hair and abs tbh.
