#skytherin boys fanfiction

[nottswitch]

Can i request 17 and 18 from the prompt list with Theo please? Any genre is fine but I’d love some smut 😊 Thank you so much!

thanks for requesting, babe 💘 really great prompt combo if you ask me, which, of course, begs for some smut…

prompt list

17. "…that’s my shirt."

18. "i’m running late."

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18+ smut

theo was a lucky bastard – on fridays, he had a free period in the morning, which meant he could sleep in. you, on the other hand, had transfiguration, which you, of course, couldn’t miss. it made staying over at his dorm even more annoying, since you had to wake up early and hurry to breakfast, while he could easily snooze away for an hour more.

you were rummaging through your bag, trying to find your hairbrush, when you heard theo’s sleepy, raspy voice behind your back.

"…that’s my shirt, amore."

you didn’t even turn around to look at him, even though you really wanted to – breakfast was about to end in twenty minutes, and you had a whole walk to the great hall ahead of you. you did put his shirt on, because your own one was currently on the floor, wrinkled as fuck.

"yeah, i’m running late," you answered, giving up on your search and settling on messy hair for the time being.

you didn’t have time to even blink before theo was right behind you, still naked from last night, his warm breath tingling your neck. his hand was resting on your hip, pulling you close to his body.

"you’re not going anywhere," he murmured into your ear, starting to walk backwards and tugging you with him. you wanted to protest, go on a rant about the importance of classes in your last year, but before you could open your mouth, you were being pushed onto the bed. you let out a gasp, and theo grinned at you from the top. "mia bella bambina."

his eyes roamed your body appreciatively as he knelt on the floor, his arms wrapping around your thighs and pulling you closer to the edge of the bed. you looked down, seeing his smirking face between your legs, and bit your bottom lip – a sight like that always made your panties grow a wet spot. theo noticed the state of your underwear immediately and chuckled, raising his eyebrow and looking at your already aching but still clothed pussy.

"already dripping for me, baby? i knew you were a needy little slut for me but-"

"theo-o-o," you whined, cutting him off and trying to push your hips up, so that he could finally give you a reason to miss class this morning. theo just chuckled in response and, without wasting any more time, pulled your panties aside, his head dipping down between your thighs.

once he flattened his tongue out against your folds, you let out a small whimper, your back automatically arching off the bed and one of your hands weaving through his messy, just-out-of-bed curls. theo moaned into your cunt, relishing the feeling of your fingers carding his head. his tongue and lips got to work, feasting on your sweetness as if it was his breakfast for the day. his lips wrapped around and sucked on your clit with the help of his swirling tongue, making your moans turn into loud whines of his name, which he, of course, didn’t mind. if anything, that would only show his housemates how good he could make you feel. him and only him.