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[nottsangel]

cleaning up bloody mattheo after a fight 🤤🤤 and he’s still clenching his jaw and angry 🤤🤤 but he doesn’t want to scare you 🥹🥹

“this is going to sting” you warn as you press the cloth drenched with alcohol to his face to disinfect his wounds. to your surprise, he doesn’t show any pain—no flinching or screaming—making you raise an eyebrow. you analyse his facial expressions and realise the adreline is still pumping through his body— his jaw is clenched, eyes are narrowed and his knee is restlessly bouncing up and down. you aren’t even sure why he got into a fight in the first place, but you figured it’s best to give him some time to cool off before bombarding him with questions.

“fucking idiot. i should’ve hit him harder. fuck!” mattheo hisses, eyes fixed on the wall ahead, not even blinking as his tongue exasperatedly pokes the inside of his cheek. you feel uneasy, trying to keep your mouth shut to avoid infuriating him further as you dab the cloth against his wounds— but curiosity gets the better of you, and you can’t help but wonder what happened before you entered the room. “why did you fight, mattheo? what even happened?” you blurt out, your eyes moving to his narrowed ones, gazing at him with a worried expression.

“it’s not important.” he quickly mutters, shaking his head in disapproval as the memories rush back, yet still avoiding your puzzled gaze. you let out a defeated sigh, fully knowing that pushing further isn’t the smartest move— but you just can’t let it go.

“mattheo, just tell me what—”

“he called you a slut, alright? and i just— i just couldn’t let him get away with that shit. so yeah, i punched him, just like he deserved.”

your brows furrow with both empathy and concern as you gently cup his face with your hand, thumb brushing over his flushed cheek. “oh, baby…” you sigh softly, followed by pressing a gentle kiss to his head. “i’m proud of you, you know that?” mattheo’s brows knit together as he turns to meet your eyes for the first time, confusion evident on his face as he was fully expecting you to lecture him. “what— why?” “because he looked way, way worse than you do right now.”

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[nottsangel]

art would be eating you out but patrick gets jealous and they both fight to eat you out 🤗🤗

warnings: smut 18+, oral sex (f. receiving)

“fuck, right there! feels so good, art” you moaned as you ran your fingers through art’s blonde locks. his hands were pushing your legs further apart while he sucked on your clit so expertly, making you arch your back.

from your peripheral vision, you noticed patrick’s knee bouncing up and down, his painfully hard erection clearly visible in his pants as well as a wet patch forming on the fabric from precum. you promised he would get his turn after art, but with each passing second, it became increasingly difficult for patrick to just sit still and watch while soft moans left your pretty lips— it was torture.

“i can’t fucking take this anymore.” patrick muttered under his breath as he abruptly rose to his feet and marched towards the both of you before getting on his knees next to art and bumping his shoulder into art’s, causing him to stumble to the right. “what the fuck are you doing?” art snarled as he pushed patrick back with both his hands on his chest right when patrick was about to bury his head between your thighs. he tumbled backwards, giving art enough time to move his head to your cunt once again and pick up where he left off.

you smirked while observing the scene happening right between your legs, but without interfering as you let the boys fight for you. “just— let me join” patrick urged as he tried to squeeze his head between art’s and your left thigh, forcing himself to your dripping cunt. you grasped the sheets when you felt both their tongues eagerly against your pussy, fighting for dominance as you simultaneously felt their wandering hands all over your body.

the pleasure kept building, feeling as if you were in heaven with your right hand running through art’s blonde hair and your left through patrick’s curly locks. both of them occasionally made eye contact with you, causing your heart to skip a beat as they moaned into your core, the vibrations adding to the immense pleasure you were experiencing. “so fucking good, oh my god”

it was so fucking messy— saliva running down their chins mixed with your juices as they were fully making out with each other at this point. it became too much when one of them—you don’t even know who— pushed two fingers into your dripping hole before curling them up so perfectly, hitting your g-spot in no time and sending you over the edge.

“oh— oh my god, i’m coming— fuck!” a string of curse words left your lips as you firmly pulled both of their hair and arched your back, a wave of pleasure overtaking you as your eyes fluttered shut.

you slowly came down from one of the most intense orgasms you’ve had in a long time, your chest heaving up and down before slowly opening your eyes again, gazing down as both of their wide eyes stared up at you with mouths agape.

“fuck, that— that was so hot.” art stammered, shaking his head as he let out a chuckle. he then looked to the side, seeing patrick’s flushed face before gazing down at his crotch, the wet patch significantly more prominent, causing art’s smile to grow even wider. “did you just cum in your pants?” “can you blame me?”

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[nottsangel]

cockwarming w rafe but he gives in before reader does?

“just sit still, a’ight? don’t wanna get you all needy f’me right away.“ rafe winks at you, holding your hips firmly to prevent you from moving, seeing who can stay still the longest. you feel so fucking tight around him— the way you’re squeezing him could make him cum instantly, but his ego forces him to put on his best poker face while his blue eyes stare at you intensely.

“you talking to yourself, pretty boy?” you taunt, making him chuckle at your confidence, accepting the challenge as he sits relaxed with you on his lap, knowing he’s going to win regardless. his hands move from your hips to behind his head as he leans backwards with the cockiest smile on his face, gazing up at you.

“i can feel you dripping down my legs, princess, making a fucking mess everywhere, shit.” rafe chuckles before slapping your ass, determined to get you to move first.

“yeah? imagine how good it would feel to thrust up into me right now, im so fucking wet for you.” you whisper the last part as you move your head closer to his ear, causing goosebumps to form all over his body as he feels your hot breath on his skin. he groans as you place soft kisses all over his neck, lightly sucking on his skin, knowing exactly where his sensitive spots are.

“i can feel you so fucking deep inside of me, rafe.” you murmur as you slowly lick from his collarbone to his ear while letting out breathy moans. “don’t… don’t say shit like that.”

he’s so close— so close to pounding into you right there and then. he gradually starts to lose control, his hands moving back to your hips, gripping the skin so firmly that it’s going to leave bruises for days. you continue teasing him, leaving love bites all over his neck and collarbone before gripping his jaw and kissing him passionately, tongues fighting for dominance as he moans into your mouth.

“fuck it.” rafe snaps, forcefully pulling you from his lap and bending you over on the couch, your head pushed into the cushions as he slips back inside of you in one quick thrust and sets an unrelenting pace right away. “i… i win.” you manage to say in between thrusts as he pounds into you, the tip of his cock continuously hitting your cervix. “yeah? we’ll see who’s winning when you can’t fucking walk tomorrow.”

[nottsangel]

Tom riddle being low key obsessed with your ass. That’s it. That’s the request.

tom’s hands always instinctively wander towards your ass, giving it a firm squeeze before possessively resting it there. he doesn’t care where you two are— even when in the presence of others in the slytherin common room, his hand trails down from the small of your back, down to the plump flesh. “tom! we’re in public.” you hiss through clenched teeth, eying him with a stern, disapproving expression on your face. “i am aware. no need to state the obvious.” he replies icily, not even bothering to meet your gaze as his piercing eyes remain fixed ahead.

and during sex, his favourite position is for sure doggystyle, with your hands tied behind your back by a cute, pink ribbon. he’d push your head deeper into the plush pillows with one hand, while the other harshly smacks your ass until the red imprint of his hand is visible on your delicate skin. his brutal, relentless thrusts leave your head spinning as you drool all over the satin sheets, his hand possesively squeezing the soft flesh of your ass. “mine. you’re all mine and mine only.”

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[nottsangel]

oh oH OH but i need matteo, theo and enzo to be extremly frustrated and jealous when they noticed that we do bring home some guys!! like they're trying so hard to act nonchalant and like they don't care at all BUT they're secretly seething and plotting how they can stop us from getting any because how dare we?? we have three premium dicks at home, we don't need mediocre dick from the street heLLOOO

new girl au — in which you live with theodore, mattheo and lorenzo

“you gotta be quiet, okay? my roommates are fucking annoying and i really want to avoid them.” you whisper urgently to cedric as you slowly turn the creaky handle of the front door, carefully opening it and swiftly dragging him inside. from the kitchen, you hear theo, mattheo and enzo’s loud voices, overlapping as they chat and laugh uncontrollably, the noise echoing through the apartment.

“go that way.” you whisper again, pointing as you tip-toe nervously toward your bedroom while tightly gripping cedric’s hand to guide him. you hold your breath, tense with anticipation, desperately trying not to make a sound. and you think you’ve succeeded— until you hear mattheo’s nagging voice.

“so you’re not even going to introduce your new friend to us?” you groan in frustration, slowly turning on your heel before forcing a bright, yet clearly fake smile. “oh! i didn’t know you guys were home.” “bullshit.” theo mutters under his breath, making you roll your eyes in sheer annoyance.

“anyway, this is cedric. now, if you guys don’t mind—” “cedric, huh? welcome to our glamorous house. make yourself at home.” lorenzo says in the laziest, most indifferent tone, not even bothering to look at cedric.

then mattheo chimes in, his voice dripping with mocking amusement, “you’re like the fifth guy he’s had to say that to this week, so he’s a bit tired of it already, y’know.” your eyes widen in surprise, and your lips form a thin, displeased line while feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

“what!? that— that’s not even true! cedric, don’t listen—”

“yeah, she’s fucking a guy in there like every night. we’re barely getting any sleep these days.” theo adds with a derisive chuckle, sarcastically winking at you as he takes a sip from his drink.

“and she doesn’t just fuck guys from outside these walls, if you know what i mean. but i’m sure she told you.” lorenzo smirks cockily, a self-satisfied and arrogant expression plastered on his face. at this point, you see red as you glare at each of them with narrowed eyes and your jaw tightly clenched, while cedric stands awkwardly by your side, giving you an uneasy and uncomfortable smile.

“uhm, hey… guys. nice to meet you. it’s— it’s a nice apartment you have.”

“cedric, you can go to my room. i’ll be there in a bit, okay?”

it’s dead silent as you’re glaring daggers at the boys, your arms folded tightly across your chest, before you finally hear your bedroom door click shut. “I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD! what the FUCK is wrong with you guys!? oh my god, i’m so done with—”

“relax, baby. it’s just guy banter, alright? you clearly don’t get it, but he does.” lorenzo explains nonchalantly with a smug expression, but you know he’s full of shit, seeing right through him. you furiously storm towards them and slap each of the boys angrily on the back of their heads.

“ow! what was that for?” mattheo asks, wincing in pain and rubbing the back of his head. “are you fucking serious?! you guys are cockblocking me, you dumb fuck.”

“calm down, piccola. you know we love you, hm?” theo comments teasingly, tightly wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you close, planting a quick, playful kiss on your head.

“this isn’t love! pull shit like this again and i swear to god, i’ll kill each one of you with my bare fucking hands.” “yes ma’am. got it ma’am. please kill mattheo first, ma’am.” “oh fuck you enzo.”

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[nottsangel]

George Weasley is litteraly the biggest boobs man, he just love to peek into your shirt to see them, touch them, suck on them litteraly a baby

(Please can u do a mini-fic with it?)

ugh yeah george is so fucking obsessed with your boobs that he’ll try to get peek whenever he can, subtly tugging at the top of your shirt and sneakily stealing a glance as you eye him disapprovingly with a raised eyebrow. and when you’re talking to him while wearing a low-cut top, his eyes are mesmerisingly glued to your chest, your perfect tits slightly spilling from your tiny shirt, making your words go in one ear and out the other.

and even in public, in the crowded common room, he has no shame whatsoever. “george, stop it!” you command with a firm, stern tone, swiftly swatting his hand away that wanders under your shirt towards your bra-covered tits. you feel your cheeks heat up with embarrassments as you quickly glance around to see if anyone saw his inappropriate behaviour. “well, that’s just mean…” he whines, fake-pouting at you before his gaze is already drawn to your tits once again as you roll your eyes at him. “…keeping them all to yourself like that.” he playfully huffs, his eyes still fixed on your chest, staring intently with his head slightly tilted, drool almost spilling from his slightly parted lips.

and during sex, all his attention is on your tits and hardened nipples— either his strong, firm hands are massaging them and his fingers toying with your nipples or his mouth is wrapped around them, sucking on them them eagerly. he also loves to cover them completely in hickeys, fully claiming them as his, before fucking you at a fast pace, hungrily watching your tits bounce in synchronisation with his relentless thrusts. “bloody hell.” george groans, completely entranced by the mesmerising sight beneath him, as he licks his lips with a hungry and lustful twinkle in his eyes. “so… perfect…”

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[nottsangel]

could we pleaseeee get more of the new girl au!

inspired by the new girl scene where they give cece the small towel :p

new girl au — in which you live with theodore, mattheo and lorenzo

from the bathroom, you can hear the faint, distant chatter of the boys in the living room, drowned out by the sound of the water splashing onto the cold shower tiles. you let out a deep sigh, running your fingers over your scalp to rinse away all the excess shampoo while giving yourself a quick, soothing massage.

you feel deeply relaxed, tension gradually melting away, but that peace quickly evaporates when you turn off the shower and stick your hand outside the shower curtain to grab your towel— only to realise you forgot to bring one.

“FUCK!” you scream out in frustration, instantly pulled out of your relaxed state as water drips from your bare skin and drenched hair, pooling around your feet. the chatter from the living room instantly stops, followed by a loud, confused “WHAT?” from enzo.

“I— UH, FORGOT MY TOWEL!” you yell back, urgently hoping they will grab one for you right away.

you then hear the sounds of shuffling feet, giggles and hushed murmurs, causing you to raise an eyebrow as you lean against the wall, arms crossed and your bare foot impatiently tapping on the wet floor. the door then abruptly swings open, the wood slamming against the wall, making you flinch as you see three blurred silhouettes through the shower curtain.

“thank god. took you guys long enough.” you grumble, reaching your arm past the curtain and snatching the towel from whoever is holding it.

“you’re a very lucky girl to have such sweet roommates, vero?” theo teases, making you roll your eyes as you wrap the rough towel around your dripping body, but your eyes instantly widen when you glance down.

“what the fuck is this?!” you yell, aggressively jerking the curtain open, nearly ripping it from the rod. your narrowed eyes are glaring at the three boys standing in front of you, your hands gesturing at the tiny towel wrapped around your wet body.

“oh… fuck.” mattheo murmurs under his breath, his eyes hungrily glued to your exposed body, just like the other two boys. their mouths hang half-open, not even bothering to hide the fact that they’re staring, with smug, lopsided smirks plastered on their stupid faces. your tits are nearly spilling out of the thin fabric with your ass barely covered, your arms desperately holding the towel up.

“you idiots! this is a hand towel!” you grunt in frustration, the tiny towel barely covering your body, leaving very little to the imagination. all three boys can feel their pants uncomfortably tighten, their eyes darkening at the sight of you while licking their lips.

“yeaaahh… sorry about that. this is the best we could find, i promise!” mattheo shrugs, a cocky, mischievous grin spreading across his face, but his eyes still not leaving your drenched body as you step out of the shower and shoot him a disapproving look.

“well, i think it fits perfectly, if you ask me. tsk, always so ungrateful...” enzo adds, giving you a teasing wink. you stride towards him, your brows furrowed in irritation, his self-satisfied expression only infuriating you further.

“sorry, what was that?” you retort, your head slightly tilted and a mocking expression of faux confusion on your face, daring enzo to repeat himself.

“i said, i think it fits—” but before he can finish his sentence, you’re wringing your hair out all over him, causing him to flinch as you make a wet, dripping mess all over his clothes.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!” enzo yells, his smug expression rapidly shifting into one of disbelief as he stumbles back while staring down at his soaked clothes. theo and mattheo quickly run off, knowing they’re next, their loud, giddy giggles echoing through the hallway.

you immediately sprint after them, your one hand tightly clutching the small towel to prevent it from sliding off, while your other hand holds your wet, dripping hair up, determined to not let them get away with this.

“NEXT TIME IT’LL BE A KNIFE I’M CHASING YOU WITH, YOU HEAR ME?!”

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[nottsangel]

Hear me out hear me out !!!!!!

Theo pulls a stunt and fucks you in Ron’s bed 🤭🤭🤭

another one based on one of my (lucid) dreams… !

“oh, fuck, theo! right there!” you gasp as the tip of theo’s cock hits that one spot deep inside you so perfectly, your sharp nails desperately claw at the white sheets, nearly tearing the fabric. and not even your own sheets, or theo’s—your best friend ron’s sheets.

yes, you’re fully aware of how wrong it is—your boyfriend fucking you in your best friend’s bed—but the way theo’s cock drags along your sensitive walls as he relentlessly pounds into you from behind drowns out any sense of guilt, your mind completely clouded by sheer pleasure.

“yeah? you like that, tesoro? you like me fucking you in ron’s bed?” theo taunts with a mischievous smirk, his one hand aggressively grasping a handful of your hair, pulling your head back and arching your back in ways you didn’t know were possible, while his other hand roughly slaps your ass, leaving a stinging, red imprint on your soft skin.

you can only hum in response, desperately pushing your ass back against his brutal thrusts as you can feel him so deep inside of you, the intense pleasure fully overwhelming you and causing loud, sensual moans to uncontrollably slip from your lips. completely lost in the moment, you’re startled into a high-pitched squeal when the door suddenly swings open.

“oh, uh… what the— what the bloody hell is going on here?” poor ron stammers, completely frozen in the doorway, his cheeks bright red and his wide eyes glued to the scene in front of him— your boyfriend theo shamelessly fucking you doggystyle on his bed. and to your biggest surprise, theo doesn’t even stop, with the smirk on his face only widening, almost as if… as if he wanted this to happen.

“sorry mate, but your bed is, uh… occupied, as you can see.” theo nonchalantly shrugs, quickly giving your ass a loud, firm slap, making you bury your face in ron’s pillow out of embarrassment as your cheeks heat up. thank merlin, ron thinks to himself— at least you won’t be able to see the embarrassingly obvious tent growing in his pants.

“right, well, uh— please, make the— uhm, bed before you leave… at least… please?”

“oh, don’t you worry. i’ll make her squirt all over your sheets to, you know, give you something to get off to later.”

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[nottsangel]

OKAY OKAY OKAY!!!! READER JUST REPEATING “Thank you” AS THEO FUCKS HER INTO OBLIVION??? I’VE BEEN THINKING ABT THIS FOREVER😝😝😝

“thank—” slap. “—you” slap, slap, slap. “thank you, thank you, thank you!” you cry out between his relentless thrusts, the sounds of skin smacking together and the bedframe thudding against the wall resonating through your dorm room. theo chuckles, amused by your fucked-out state as his hips come to a halt, his thumb affectionately wiping the drool from your flushed face.

“what’s that, pretty girl? it feels that good that you’re thanking me now? fottutamente carina”

“mhm, mhm... feels so fucking good, theo… th—thank you,… can feel you so deep inside of me.”

he licks his lips at your words as his hands roughly sqeeuze your tits, his fingers toying with your sensitive nipples, eliciting a soft whimper from you before they trail down to your hips. he picks up his pace again, tightly gripping your body as he pulls you back against his thrusts, your tits bouncing with each movement.

“always so polite, huh? even when i’m balls deep inside of you. fucking adorable.”

your head feels like it’s spinning as another string of ‘thank you’s slips from your mouth, your eyes fluttering shut and your swollen lips parted in pleasure. you feel your legs shaking as his thick cock stretches you completely, the leaking tip brushing against your g-spot with each thrust.

“hmm. that’s right, baby. keep thanking me like a good girl.”

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[nottsangel]

okay this is my first little idea that i’m sending in so don’t judge if it’s bad😭

but like imagine a love island au and you and theo are pared up and he’s touching you in bed and he’s like talking you thru it but at the same time tilling you to be quiet 😫

— love island au moodboard

“theo… we— we can’t” you whisper urgently, hoping not to wake the other islanders as theo’s hand roams over your body, squeezing your tits before slowly travelling to your aching core. you feel unbearably needy, after not having been touched by anyone else or even yourself in weeks since arriving at the villa. yet, it feels so wrong— mattheo is snoring loudly on the bed next to you, his arms wrapped tightly around his girl, and on the other side, you hear the soft, wet sounds of making out on lorenzo’s bed. but getting caught by your fellow islanders isn’t even the worst part— it’s the microphone you’re forced to wear 24/7 that makes you second-guess everything. it feels so… awkward to let everyone at home hear what you’re doing— to let them hear the filthy words theo’s whispering right into your ear.

“shhh, just let me take care of my girl. i know you’ve been craving for my touch, hm?” he teases, fully aware of how touch-deprived you’ve been, evident by all the little touches you’ve given him throughout the past few days, but too hesitant to take it further. you can’t help but feel yourself become wetter and wetter at theo’s touch, as you instinctively spread your legs a litter wider, inviting him in. “that’s a good girl. gonna make you feel so good.” he murmurs right into your ear, faces merely inches away from each other as you have your arms wrapped around his neck, clinging to him while you try to relax.

“tell me what you want.” he demands, his hand cupping your aching cunt and not giving you what you want— no, need, just yet. “i want to feel you, please. need it so bad.” theo chuckles condescendingly, his soft lips attached to your neck as he hungrily sucks on the sensitive skin, marking it with dark hickeys as his body presses intimately close to yours. “you want me to finger you in the same room as the others? while everyone at home can hear your pretty moans? naughty girl.” he taunts, his fingers teasing your clothed pussy, already dripping with arousal as you can only nod eagerly in response, gazing up at him with desperate, pleading eyes.

“please, theo, just— stop with the teasing and make me feel good, please?” you beg desperately, unable to take it any longer as you can feel your pussy throb at his words. he gazes down at you with a mischievous smirk, clearly enjoying how desperate you are for him as he slips his hand into your tight shorts and soaked underwear. “really? it’s this easy to make you wet?” he whispers seductively into your ear, his fingers slick with your arousal as he gently gathers your wetness. “you’re fucking adorable.”

you moan softly at his words, desperation taking over as you place your hand over his, seperated by the thin fabric of your shorts and panties, and push his hand deeper into you. “so desperate, hm? poor thing. let me help you, baby.” he growls, rubbing slow, tantalising circles on your aching clit, causing your lips to part, but no sound escapes. his fingers then wander to your dripping hole, pushing two fingers in at once, causing you to throw your head back at the full feeling. “fuck! theo, just like that!”

he groans at the cute moans slipping from your lips— god, how he wishes it was just you and him here, so he could make you scream his name until your throat hurts. but this is what you’re both dealing with now, and he’ll take whatever he can get. “shhh. you gotta be quiet for me, amore. think you can do that?” you nod obediently, biting down hard on your swollen lip as he starts rhythmically pumping his digits in and out of your soaked hole, and you so desperately hope the others won’t hear the slick, wet sounds coming from your shared bed.

“god, you’re so fucking sexy. do you know how hard it is for me to control myself when you moan right into my ear like this? wish i could take you right here and now, until you cum all over my cock.” his words are only driving you closer to the edge as his fingers curl up so perfectly, rubbing against your sweet spot, making you dig your sharp nails into his arm. “oh my god, right there!” his skilful fingers quicken as his soft lips captures yours in a passionate kiss in an attempt to silence your moans, knowing you’re close to the your release.

his other hand moves towards your tits, squeezing them firmly and toying with your hardened nipples, and that’s when you lose it— your orgasm hits you unexpectedly as you moan right into his mouth and arch your back, all your muscles tensing as your legs tremble uncontrollably. “that’s it, baby. there you go.” theo whispers soothingly, talking you through your orgasm as you slowly come down from your intense high. your chest heaves up and down, heart pounding wildly, when suddenly draco’s stern voice from the other side of the room causes you to flinch, your cheeks heating up in embarrassment. “so, are you guys done now? people are trying to sleep.”

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[nottsangel]

bsf!theo finding out no guys ever made you cum

“but like… do you cum quickly during sex?” theo asks after clearing his throat, returning the same question you asked him earlier. for a moment, it catches you off guard, and you awkwardly cough, your eyes uncomfortably darting around his messy dorm room. it’s one of those friday nights where you’re hanging out in theo’s room, sipping on some leftover alcohol and asking each other any questions you have— no limits.

“well…” you begin hesitantly, your body unconsciously turning away from his out of embarrassment, unsure of what to say, but that only prompts him to move enticingly closer to you on the bed. his movements cause the mattress to lightly bounce under you as you lay on your stomach, your hands supporting your head.

“ohhh… i get it. you’re one of those girls who can cum in seconds, no?”

“not— not exactly… it’s just—” it’s just what? how are you going to tell your best friend that you’ve never cum before during sex? oh, this is fucking awkward.

“the thing is—” you start, rolling over so that you’re now lying on your back with your head in theo’s lap, who’s eyeing you with a puzzled expression, his head tilted in genuine confusion and his back lazily resting against the headboard.

“i— uhh… have never…” you’re nervously picking at your nails now, unable to meet theo’s intense gaze as his hands find your hair, fingers mindlessly playing with the strands. you instantly melt under his gentle touch, causing you to blurt out your next sentence.

“i have never cum before during sex!” you confess in one big breath, your wide eyes locking with his blue ones for the first time, and he instantly stops his movements. instead of shock, or judgement, or whatever else you expected, a small, cocky smile tugs at the corners of his lips, his eyes flicking from your eyes to your mouth.

“amore, per favore, what kind of fucking idiots have you been sleeping with? huh?” he shakes his head while letting out a small chuckle, a sense of disapproval along with disbelief crossing his face for a moment… but not only that— there’s another emotion on his face that you can’t quite pinpoint.

“i don’t know, okay? it just never happened! and it’s fine, really. i’m okay with it. it’s just how it is and i’ve accepted it already, and, and—” you ramble erratically, your face heating up in embarrassment, that you don’t even notice him carefully removing your head from his lap and rising to his feet until he’s suddenly on his knees in front of you.

“it’s not a big deal, so don’t worry abou— …what are you doing?” your frantic words slowly trail off, your tone shifting to one of confusion as you prop yourself up on your elbows, wide-eyed, staring down at him. he then unexpectedly flips your skirt up and assertively spreads your legs wide, causing you to let out a breathless gasp.

“bella… let me make it up to you, hm? for all those times those idioti del cazzo couldn’t make you cum.” you instinctively spread your legs wider, his words rushing straight down to your aching core as he gently plants soft, slow kisses on the insides of your thighs, his breath warm and tantalising against your skin. in no time, your panties grow damp with arousal, your heart racing wildly at his touch as you crave even more of him.

“just relax for me and let a real man take care of you, tesoro. i promise i’ll make you cum until you’re begging for me to stop, capito?”

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[nottsangel]

Yk what I feel like everyone says Tom Riddle wouldn’t eat u out. I am the only one that thinks that he loves it. He’s a whole MUNCH

and the reason he loves it is because it’s all about power to him. he’ll hold you down, strong hands firmly gripping your trembling hips as he fucks you with his tongue until you’re screaming and coming all over his face. he’ll probably have you tied to the bed as well, ensuring there’s no way for you to move or push him away as he takes his time with you for hours. and obviously after you reach your orgasm, still shaking from the intense release, he won’t stop— he’ll overstimulate you until tears stream down your face and you feel another orgasm nearing already.

“you’re only making this harder for yourself so stay still. i’m not done yet.”

“tom, i can’t—“

“you can. and you will.”

he sucks so harshly on your sensitive, swollen clit— it got you whimpering and whining, desperately wanting to push him away out of instinct yet also wiggling your hips in a way that gets you closer to your orgasm before you cum all over his face once again— but certainly not the last time that night.

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[nottsangel]

Licking up Mattheos blood after a fight completely taking him off guard because he expected u to lecture him 🙏🏾🙏🏾

“listen. before you say anything, he was talking shit about you, alright? and— and you know me. i can’t let him…” his erratic words, going a thousand miles per hour, slowly trail off as his brown eyes land on you, sucking his blood-covered fingers slowly and seductively while gazing intensely at him. “i— uhm, okay. what— uh, what are you doing, exactly?”

he cocks his head to the side, eyes narrowed in confusion as he stares at you with a puzzled expression, but you nonchalantly move closer, cupping his face with both hands and slowly licking up the blood trickling down from his cheeks. he freezes at your touch, unsure of how to react at this unusual situation, yet relieved, as he had been bracing himself to get lectured by you.

“you just look so fucking hot when you’re covered in blood, i can’t help it.” you whisper right into his ear, making him groan at your seductive tone as his wandering hands move to your hips, gripping them tightly in a way to compose himself. “you know what? im not even gonna question it.” he grins, staring up at you with a mix of surprise and satisfaction written all over his face.

you then lean down to his neck, sucking on the sensitive skin as you taste the bitter, metallic tang of blood in your mouth. “that’s a good boy.” you murmur, causing him to throw his head back at your words, his grin only widening. he then pulls you towards him, forcing you to sit on his lap as he eagerly licks his lips. “maybe… i should get into fights more often, huh?” “don’t you fucking dare.” “uh, yep. got it. sorry ma’am.”

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[nottsangel]

im absolutely in love with dealer!theo and your writing style!!! could you pretty please write more for him? 🥹🥹

“there she is…” theo drawls in a low, husky voice, his imposing and intimidating face instantly lighting up at the sight of you. he takes one last quick drag from his cigarette before tossing it to the ground, casually putting it out with the heel of his shoe.

“my favourite customer. missed me already, sweetheart?” you feel your cheeks heat up at his flirty remark, a wide, flustered smile uncontrollably tugging at your glossy lips.

“mhm, always. can’t you tell, baby?” he chuckles in response, shaking his head slightly in surprised amusement as he momentarily glances at the ground, clearly taken aback. when his eyes move back up, you notice him quickly checking you out, eyes scanning your body and lingering on your tits for a moment before they finally land on your charming, captivating eyes that drive him wild each time.

“what can i do for you, ma’am?” he questions, his tall frame slowly inching closer to you as he unconsciously bites his busted lip, your eyes narrowing when you notice the healing but still visible wound.

“what happened?!” you blurt out, both curiosity and worry evident on your pretty face, filling him with a sudden, indescribable warmth.

“nothin’ you gotta worry your pretty head over.” he begins, trying to dismiss it, but you continue to stare at him with furrowed brows, clearly not accepting it as an answer. “just, uh, heard some guys on the street call you names behind your back when we met last time. can’t let anyone disrespect my customers like that, y’know? especially not my favourite one.”

you unconsciously tilt your head to the side, eyes narrowed as you study his expression, trying to determine whether he’s speaking the truth or if it’s another one of his flirty gestures— but as far as you can tell with your fair amount of human knowledge, he seems to be speaking the truth.

“well… i don’t need a man to take care of me.” you begin, teasingly smiling as you gaze up at him through your eyelashes, your thumb then carefully brushing over the painful-looking wound. “but uh, thank you. that’s very sweet, i appreciate it.” you say softly, before your voice turns more stern. “don’t get into fights because of me again though— i mean, who do i go to when you’re on ‘sick leave’?”

he lets out a deep laugh, eyes still glued to yours. “yes, ma’am… no more fights.” he responds, his hand giving a playful but lazy salute as he smiles warmly at you. his expression then gradually softens as his eyes shift to your lips, and it’s quiet for a moment, the pent-up tension only building, and for a split second, it feels like your lips are uncontrollably gravitating towards his like a magnet— but then he breaks the silence.

“so, uhm… what is it gonna be this time?”

“oh, uh, just the usual. you— you still got some?”

“for you? ‘course i do.” he reaches into the pockets of his jacket and takes out a tiny bag filled with fine, white powder that glistens in the light, playfully dangling it in front of you while you reach for your own pockets to grab some cash.

“how much do i owe you?” you ask, but instead of giving you a clear answer, he leans towards you and swiftly moves his arm around your body, slipping the small, clear bag into the back pocket of your jeans.

“nothin’. this one’s on me, pretty girl.” he whispers as he cheekily winks at you, his deep voice and warm hand on your ass making your heart race, before he slowly slips his hand out again. “but don’t think this is gonna happen each time, a’ight? next time you’re gonna have to just pay— with a kiss, at least.”

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[nottsangel]

drunk hookup with ex boyfriend theo😩😩

theodore nott as your ex-boyfriend is far from easy. with him, it isn’t just breaking up and moving on— because how can you truly move on when he still stares at you every day in class, leaves you notes and tells you he misses you every chance he gets? so… you aren’t exactly surprised, but simply disappointed in yourself when you’re laying underneath him on his bed, with your legs wrapped around his body. but god, the familiarity of his signature cologne filling your nostrils and hearing his deep voice and italian accent once again makes you forget that you even broke up in the first place.

“you missed me, amore?” he asks with a cocky grin, gazing down at you while pounding into you at a steady pace, your sharp nails dragging down his bare back as you can feel your head spinning, still feeling very intoxicated. you roll your eyes at his horribly timed question, as you let out a chuckle in disbelief. you don’t want this to become all emotional and about feelings— sex and then you leave, that’s your only intention for the night.

“just shut up and fuck me, okay?” you hiss as you narrow your eyes at him. an amused smirk spreads on his face before he leans towards your neck, leaving sloppy kisses on your skin and nibbling on your earlobe, knowing exactly what drives you crazy as you let out a loud moan that you desperately tried to suppress, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

“i know you missed me, cara mia. you think i can’t tell? i’ve seen the way you watch me from across the room, and how you try to get my attention with those ridiculously short skirts you’ve been wearing.” he aggressively sucks on your soft skin, leaving hickeys wherever he can to claim you as his once again.

it is terrible, really— the way he knows exactly how to turn you into putty beneath him. he just knows exactly what to say, where to touch you, and how to fuck you that got you craving for more and more every time again. and at this point, you slowly start to realise this probably isn’t going to be a one- time thing only anymore. “whether you like it or not, you’ll always be my pretty slut. you can date, or fuck whoever you want, but we both know you’ll always come back to me. no one can fuck you as good as i can, piccola.”

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[nottsangel]

PLS I LOVE THE NEW GORL AU GIVE US MORE

pretty pls with a cherry on top 🎀🩷

new girl au — in which you live with theodore, mattheo and lorenzo

“guys, i have a very, very serieus question. it’s been on my mind for a long time ever since my friend brought it up, and i told her, no way! that’s… that can’t be true, nuh-uh, they would never! but she—” “WHAT IS IT?!” mattheo yells, cutting off your frantic rambling as your three roommates stand in the kitchen, eyeing you with puzzled expression.

“okay… so, uhm” you reluctantly begin, unsure how to ask the burning question that’s been nagging at you. “do you guys… like… ever think about me…” you start awkwardly, but your words trail off as you hesitate, your cheeks already heating up at the thought.

“if we ever think about you? well, yes, it’s quite hard not to when you blast your music through the entire apartment. you seriously have no fucking taste in—” “no! no… that’s not… that’s not what i mean…” you instantly interrupt theo, still trying to collect your scattered thoughts as you nervously fidget with your fingers.

you’re unsure if you even want to know the answer at this point, yet you suddenly blurt out the pressing question that’s been on your mind, “have you guys ever thought about me while touching yourself?!” you ask in one big breath, then let out a deep sigh of relief.

“ohhhh” they all say in unison, not even shocked by the question you thought was inappropriate and awkward, worried about ruining the dynamics. “yeah, well, obviously.” mattheo states nonchalantly, and theo and lorenzo casually nod in agreement, causing your jaw to gradually drop in stunned disbelief.

“what… what do you mean OBVIOUSLY?!”

“i mean that we obviously think about you while, y’know, spanking the monkey.” mattheo adds.

“EW… ew, ew, ew. DISGUSTING!”

“yeah, like yesterday when i—” theo chimes in.

“YE— yesterday?!”

“now that you mention it, i had a sex dream about you not too long ago, actually.” lorenzo comments casually, causing your eyes to widen. “a se— what happened in… the dream?” “we had… sex…? it’s quite literally in the name—” “I CAN’T— i can’t deal with this right now, oh my god.” you exclaim, raising your hands in the air in bewilderment, clearly having heard enough as a look of disgust forms on your heated face before defeatedly stomping away, already regretting asking them in the first place.

“i am NEVER asking you guys any questions again.”

“hm. she’s so freakin’ cute.”

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