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I'm not even a Theo girlie and here I am reading it on the edge of my seat

Dancing with the Devil

Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: Trick or Treat! A Halloween rave comes to town, but that’s not the only treat you’ll be getting, Theo has something very large in mind when he sees you.

Warnings: 18+, SMUT, MDNI, chars 18+, dom!theo, size kink, rough sex, PIV, slight knife play, hook up

A chilly October night, you and your friends decide to head to a local hotel. Finding out they are hosting some type of Halloween rave, you decided to go at the very last minute. Finding a dark maroon corset in your closet, it’s slutty of course. Revealing. How could it not be? You scramble, grabbing a pair of glittery devil horns off of your desk and take one last glance in the mirror after adding some black thigh high stockings. Smirking, you finally arrive to this Halloween party-or rave or whatever it is.

You take a deep breath, Stepping into the hotel’s ballroom, adjusting your devil horns and mentally preparing yourself for the event ahead. You are immediately met with a flood of neon lights, pounding music, and the bodies of dancing party goers that fill the floor. The room is jam packed, filled with strangers dressed in costumes. The air is thick with the buzz of excited conversations around you, strolling over to the bar, you sway your hips ever so slightly. Feeling the eyes of nearby patrons on you, but what you didn’t know in this exact moment yet is that Theodore’s eyes were glued to you. Most importantly that juicy fucking ass of yours.

“Just a shot of vodka, please.” You shout over the heavy bass of the music. The bartender nods his head, getting you the drink ready. Taking this time to scan the grand ballroom of which this rave was hosted in. Basic. I went fucking basic. No one else here is a fucking devil? I fumbled. You sighed to yourself, the bartender sliding over the glass filled with the clear liquid. You immediately raise it with a sarcastic smirk to yourself. Downing the liquor whole, the burn coating your entire throat in tingles. Oh but you knew that burn all too well. A burn you longed for on these types of nights. You slammed the glass on the edge of the bar but just as you turned around you were met with yet another devil.

Tall, handsome, muscular. For fucks sake, this is the kinda guy I dream about. The kinda guy I-No. Stop it. You see the smug grin that tugs on the corner of his lips while he gently flicks the edge of one of his own devil horns. Just plain red devil horns. Black jeans. And fucking shirtless. Showing off his chiseled and toned torso. You might as well have been drooling with how your lips parted, staring up into his darkened eyes with a dumbfound expression. “Ah, so I see yet another, Diavola” Theo says charmingly, his Italian accent slipping through his teeth. “-Un bellissima diavola.” He mutters under his breathe, eyeing you slowly from head to toe. Wanting you to see the way he’s taking you in, practically drinking you in. You were intoxicating and boy, could he be drunk on you. All fucking night.

At the foreign language your head tilted to the side, your hair draping over your shoulders as you did. But you were smart. It was something along the lines of a devil. You nodded your head, scrunching your nose up while a small smile painted your face. Seeing the colored laser lights dance over Theos face, you shrugged your shoulders. “Yeah, you’re the only other devil I see here too.” A sea of soft giggles escaped those luscious lips of yours, but in theos mind? They were loud, overpowering the music that thumped around you both. He nodded his head, that same smug smile never leaving his face as he held out a hand to you. “Would the pretty girl, care to dance?” Theo asked, his voice coming out deep and low. Feeling a bit more bold after your shot, you subtly bite your lower lip. “Only if the handsome man isn’t scared to dance with the devil.” Your voice hints with a cool flirtatiousness, Giving him one small nod of your head as you took his manly hand in on of yours, the other gently grazing down his bare chest.

Theodore didn’t even bat an eye, tugging you through the tight crowd, pushing deeper and deeper through it -wishing he was pushing deep into you instead. He wasn’t even sure what the hell had gotten into him tonight. Maybe it was the lack of his usual spontaneous hook ups lately, whatever it was- His cock was twitching, straining his jeans at the simple goddamn sight of you. Once finding a more open area, both of his hands fell to your hips, spinning you around and pulling you up against his belt buckle. With such a short, revealing skirt, you could practically feel the cool metal of his belt buckle against the flesh of your ass. His hands guided your body, swaying to the melodic house music playing. You took it as a sign to let loose, grinding yourself roughly against him. Fuck, I needed this. “Keep this up and we’ll be doing a different type of dance here soon, Bella.” You froze as you felt his hot breathe in the crook of your neck, slowly looking over your shoulder, you met his hungry gaze.

“And? Maybe it’s what I want.” Your words dripping of seduction as you spoke. For a split moment Theodore narrowed his eyes down at you. But there was something more to it. Something animalistic inside. And you could fucking feel it pulsating. “Is that….-“ he plants his lips softly on the side of your neck. “…Really what you fucking want?” This time, he questioned you in a deep growl before his lips trailed down to your collar bone. Fuck. His teeth nibbled against the sensitive skin and you could hardly suffocate the moan that oh so wanted to leave your throat. “Y-yes, I do.” You managed to choke out, feeling your breath getting hitched in your throat. This was happening. Theo pulled you to his side, his hand carefully making its way to the small of your back as he began to lead you towards his hotel room.

You didn’t even know his name. He didn’t know yours. God. Was this a good idea? Probably not. But fuck it. It was a party, and Merlin knew we’d be having way more fun in his room. “I uh…I never got your name. “ Clearing your throat as you both walked along the dimly lit hallway, he didn’t even stop. Instead his smirk grew with cockiness, knowing he pulled you without even a name exchange. “Theo, beautiful. My name is Theo.” Just at the small compliment, the apples of your cheeks tinged pink. A warmth pooling between your legs before finally arriving to his hotel room. Waltzing inside the area, your eyes were taking in your surroundings when all of a sudden you felt those same strong hands push you up against the wall.

“Now that introductions are out of the way, I���d like nothing but to ravish you. All fucking night.” The same growl you heard from him earlier croaks out in a rugged manner, but this time it held something of dominance. Only filling you with more arousal. Before you even had the time to respond to his words, Theo took both of your wrists and pinning them above your head, tight against the wall. Slamming his lips to yours in a deep and animalistic kiss. His tongue glided across the crease of your lips, begging for an entrance which you gave. The two of you swirling together while he pushed himself up against you. But you felt something. And that something wasn’t little. Fucking massive cock. Little muffled whimpers free from this now intense make out, it doesn’t stop there. Theo guides you over to the bed, basically throwing you onto the cool silk sheets as you let out a little yelp.

He hovers over you, his silver chain dangling right in your face while your breathing only seems to get heavier. “And you better scream my fucking name, understood?” He growled in a domineering tone. You already felt yourself in that submissive state you knew so well, staring deeply into his ocean gaze with your doe eyes. But again, before you can reply, Theo starts to smack kisses down your neck. Getting to your corset as he smirks. He reaches into his back pocket to pull out a small knife. You gasp at the sight of it and he chuckles mischievously under his breathe. “Don’t worry, Bella. It’s just to take that pretty corset off of you, okay?” He speaks, but keeping that hint of dominance. You nod your head -like the good little fucking sub you are. “O-okay” You whimper, Theo taking the sharp Blade, gliding against the fabric of the top, carefully slicing it right off of you. Your tits bouncing right out, and what a fucking sight to see for Theodore.

“Those tits are mine tonight. All mine. You are all mine tonight.” He huffs, keeping your mini skirt and stockings on, just the sight of those two items combined could get him off. Oh yes, Theo has a thing for those damn micro skirts. His lips crashed down to your swollen nipples, swirling his tongue while doing a sucking motion with his mouth, the feeling of pure ecstasy already flooding through out you. Those red lace panties? Soaked. Absolutely fucking drenched. “F-fuck, that’s feels so good” You hissed out, your Body squirming against the bedding that was progressively getting warmed from the body heat radiating off of you and Theo. “This is just the beginning” He taunted as his aching cock was begging to be released. Begging to be balls deep inside that sweet pussy of yours.

Theo teased your nipples just a little while longer before he felt as if he could cum from just sucking on those glorious breast of yours. He stepped back, lowering his jeans and boxers to pull out his massive rock hard length. He took it in one hand and stroked it slowly, his free hand reaching for your panties. Gently at first, but just then he ripped them right off of your frame, a gasp emerging from your throat. “Look at that needy wet little cunt. Gods, I wonder if you can even take all of me, ragazza.” His eyes were fixated on your leaking slit, your overflowing juices dripping down onto the sheets. You already made a mess of yourself and he hadn’t even touched you yet. Fucking great. But what you didn’t quite notice at first was his damn near ten inch dick. When your eyes fell to that sight, your jaw physically drops. “Don’t worry…we’ll go nice and slow. Making sure…you take…every inch…” Theodore spoke slowly, each word and pause he did matching the way his hand stroked up and down his shaft, his precum making the tip glisten. Fuck this was it.

“I…I really fucking want you, Theo.” You whimpered, arching your back to give a slight tease to the man as well. His eyes glued to those fucking tits of yours. Keeping one hand on his aching cock, the other grabbed your waist. Pulling you closer to the edge of the bed, his nails digging into your soft flesh. “You on the pill?” He muttered In question, his eyes devouring every single inch of your body. The way you laid beneath him. You nodded your head, giving him the approval and he smirked while he teased your throbbing clit with the tip of his hardness. “God fucking damn.” Theo groaned as he rubbed in little circles against your growing wetness. He inserted his cock, slowly, a small hiss releasing from you.

“One…”

His voice was shaky, his eyes burning down into yours as he felt your juicy cunt start to slowly spread. One? Why the fuck Is he saying one? “Two…” Theo tilted his head back, feeling that slow stretch. For you it combined a feeling of both pain and pleasure, slowly turning into bliss. A moan escaped your lips but you furrowed your brows in a confused manner. Not realizing what was going on. “Three…” he pushed himself slightly deeper inside of you as he returned his view back to his cock slowly making its way inside of you. Seeing your reactions was all of the fun for Theo in this moment. Well that and the feeling of that tight and wet pussy gripping around his cock. “Fuck-four” He growled with a shake of his head and thrusted another inch in. That’s when you realized what he was doing.

“Are you…Are you counting-“ Theo cuts you off as he pauses for a moment. His already darkened eyes turning a shade of black. “I am,” He said sharply, thrusting another inch into you with a menacing yet pleasurable grin. “And we’re only half way, beautiful.” That slow burning sensation of the stretching was already becoming too much. But in the best damn way possible. “I-“ Your words cut off, tears pricking your eyes as he shoved the sixth inch inside your tightening walls. “Shut the fuck up and just take this dick like a good girl.” Again with that domineering tone. Theo was fighting with himself internally to not fully ram his cock inside of you. Pound you senselessly. But he couldn’t. Not yet. This was too amusing for Theodore.

His dominant gaze fell to the marvelous view of his length pushed just a little over halfway inside of you. His cock twitching against your clenching walls while his smirk only seemed to grow. “Six now. You’re doing so good.” He chuckles deeply through a groan. Merlin, he could bust right now if he really wanted to. But he’d hold off, wanting to fuck that perfect pussy all night. But at his praise you yet again felt a blush creep onto your face and, fuck, did Theo find it adorable. Seeing the extra sub space he put you in.

“Seven-Fuck!-…Eight.” He moaned, un able to hold back not only that godlike moan that escaped his throat, but also not being able to hold back pushing deeper inside of you, feeling two more inches press into you. To him? This was the best cunt he had ever fucked and he wasn’t even fully railing you yet. Soft little cries freed from your mouth. Knowing there was still two inches to go and you already felt so fucking full. Little did you know while you were stuck in your state of bliss, Theo was fighting to not lose full control. Two more inches. Two more fucking inches.

Suddenly, you felt a surge of pleasure rush to your warm and wet core. “Eight.” Theodore grunted roughly. His massive length already hitting the most sensitive spots. Hitting places that had never been touched. This was all new. New feelings of pure ecstasy. You would be hitting a climax the second he sped up. You just knew it. “F-fuck, Theo. Please-Please give me more.” Begging in a desperate, needy moan. You absolutely needed to feel Theo. All of him. All of that big magnificent dick. Craving it like no other. “That’s it. Keep begging for this cock, pretty little thing. Beg for it like the slut I know you are.” He husked, his dominant side only peaking out more so. And fuck did that turn you on even more.

“P-please. I need it.” A long winded whine freed itself from you, you were a babbling mess at this point. Melting under his rough touch. His degrading words. You were a flooding puddle, your juices uncontrollably flowing down Theos shaft. You heard a low sound that rattled in his throat, without any warning, any counting. He thrusted the last inch and half deep inside of you. Taking this time to trail his gaze from the bulge his cock was making in your mound up to your glossed over eyes. “All fucking in. I bet you feel so full. Isn’t that right?” Theodore taunted you, his hands grabbing ahold of each thigh and lifted your hips higher against him, hitting even deeper inside of you. How was it even possible? Not saying another word, he began to slam into your tight slit mercilessly. The feeling for the both of you was other worldly.

You could hardly contain it. The feelings of pain and pleasure swirling into a euphoric sense, your body going into overdrive as he fucks you with great force. The slaps of your skins being heard throughout the dim hotel room. But those doe eyes of yours remained locked up to his. Almost as if you were entranced. Entranced by not only this god like cock, but entranced by him as a whole. An undeniable sexual connection happening, and you both could feel it. “Fuck. That pussy feels so good gripping around my cock.” Theo groaned loudly as your moans only got louder with him, turning into screams of pleasure.

The way you were making him feel was almost too much. Something even Theo had never experienced. To muffle his own moans, he snaked one hand to his metal chain dangling around his neck. Throwing it between his teeth while he kept fucking you, but this time at a harder and faster pace. Your walls loosening up. And fuck were you close. Right on the brink of climax. Theo knew this. He could see it in your eyes which were rolling into the back of your head. Hearing it from those beautiful screams of yours. And most importantly? He could feel just how drenched you were around his dick. “That’s it, Bella, cum for me. Cum all over this big cock.” He encouraged with a pleased hum through the chain which he held in his mouth still. The sight of that was like something out of a fucking movie for you.

Not being able to hold back or even want to hold back, a loud, shuddering sob broke free from those lips of yours. A surge of your juices squirting out, pushing Theos cock right out of your pussy. Hitting one of the most pleasurable and intense orgasms of your life, constant loud moans filled the room while you reached for your own breasts, squeezing them together. Squirming within the now wrinkled bedsheets. Theo watched all of this happen, pride washing within himself. Stroking his needy cock with one hand as he let you feel that state of ecstasy. “God, you’re fucking hot. A squirter? For fucks sake.” He smirked as the chain dropped from his parted lips, quickly shoving his throbbing length back inside of you.

After seeing what he made of you. He. Theodore Nott. Made you fucking do. He couldn’t hold it much longer. Precum already dripping out from his tip as it hit your g spot with ease. “I’m going to fill up that perfect fucking pussy. Fill you to the fucking brim, Bella.” His low panting filled the air around you as he railed into you faster and faster by the second. Stuck in the bliss of sex, you nodded your head, wanting-no…craving Theos cum like no other. “Please fill me up. Fucking please.” You squeaked out, your finger nails digging into your tits as you held them together. Giving Theo a spectacular view of you while he would finish. And fuck, that was it. He let out a deep pleasurable growl, feeling his cock twitch between your walls. His white sticky seed spilling deep inside of you. With that, he collapsed on top of you, but making sure to hold himself up not to hurt you.

Heavy breathing and the smell of sex filled the room, your eyes meeting. The both of you a sweaty, beautiful mess. The afterglow shining brightly off of the both of you. Theo’s lips curling into a soft, closed mouth smile. “You okay?” He asked through his heavy breathing. Nodding your head, your own smile seemed to grow as he slowly pulled out of you, his white load dripping out of your aching, swollen slit. A smirk playing on his lips as he watched it, but just for a split second before he grabbed towel to clean the both of you up.

You couldn’t help it as a thought entered your dreamy mind, giggling as you shook your head from side to side. “What?” Theodore asked with a low chuckle, throwing himself down on the bed next to you. Letting on hand rest behind his head as the other grabbed onto your bare thigh. More giggles escaped your lips as you turned your gaze to his. “I guess I really did dance with the devil after all.” His brows shot up in amusement as he shook his head.

But when he did, he felt that same silver chain swishing across his chest. He glanced down at it for a moment, playing with it between his fingers before finally pulling it over his head. “Here…” whispering, he handed you the chain, dropping it in your hands. “To remember the devils dance.” Theo teased. God you liked his banter. His teasing. You didn’t want this to be just a one night thing. You reached for your phone and handed it to him. Immediately knowing what you wanted, Theodore’s smile widened and he quickly typed in his phone number for you. You sat your phone back on the night stand but as you turned back around Theo was already hovering over you and boy, did he have plans for you. All fucking night. “Round two, Bella?” He husked against the skin of your neck. Nodding your head, your fingers found their way into his deep brown locks, your lips grazing teasingly right over his. “Absolutely, you devil.”

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Slytherin Boys Break Up Blurb

TW: A break up post with mentions of alcohol consumption and yelling. Please read with warning.

I'm sorry in advance for this post lol I'm a sucker for heartbreak so this one is for all my fellow sad theme lovers. I hope you enjoy it <3

Mattheo: Things have been different recently. He was more distant, not wanting to hang around you as much. You walked down to the Black Lake where he was smoking a cigarette. 

“Matty? There you are. I feel like I haven’t seen you all week!” You said with a soft giggle but he didn’t respond. At least not in the way you were used to. Instead, he turns to you with his dark eyes that were stained with a red hue. 

“Y/n, we need to talk.” His voice was stern, cold. It was unsettling. You feel your heart breaking already. 

“I can’t be with you anymore.” He says firmly. The tears are already on your waterline. You’re speechless. You wanted to yell, scream. You wanted to ask him why but you didn’t. You couldn’t. As you walk away, Matt watches you leave. He watches the one thing he loved most in this world leave him, knowing that he can never have it. All because of his father.

Theo: Life with Theo was fun. Keyword, was. Recently he had been so moody. The two of you were constantly bickering, something you weren’t used to. You were pacing around the common room having yet another argument. 

“What do you want me to do, Theo? You complain so much. What do you want me to do?” You shouted through frustration. He rolled his eyes as he waved his hand towards the common room entrance.

“Leave!” He shouted back at you. The words caught you by surprise. It wasn’t what you were expecting in the least. 

“What? You don’t mean that.” You muttered, your voice shaking as you spoke. Theo let out a loud sigh as he ran both hands through his hair. 

“I mean it! Just get out already!” He groaned out but before he could say another word you were gone. When Theo sat back straight, he half expected you to still be there. When he realized you were gone, he was instantly regretting the pain he just caused.

Lorenzo: Your back slid down the cold stone wall of the castle. Tears were running down your face. There wasn’t much else you could do. The image was seared into your mind. Enzo with another woman. Everyone warned you about this but he was different with you. He was attentive. He was sweet. Was. 

“Come on, Y/n. Don’t act like that.” He said through a soft tone. It was a tone that, combined with any other words, would come across as sweet. But with these, it was manipulative. 

“You were with another woman, Enzo!” You shouted at him. He stood right in front of you as he tucked his hands into his pockets. His eyes stared down at the mess he had created. A smirk teased on his lips as he looked at you. 

“You knew this day would come soon enough, Y/n. You had to.” He snarled at you. Your eyes stared up at the man who was now a stranger to you. He gave you one last look before walking away, his shoes carefully clicking against the stone floors. Your heart was broken. But hey, at least you were the top in his book. For now.

Draco: Draco Malfoy was by all means not the easiest person to date. But boy did he know how to shower you with affection. He wined and dined you. He bought endless gifts and flowers. He always had stocks of your favorite candy. But the one thing he wouldn’t do is open up. Even after months of dating. The conversations between the two of you always felt stale and shallow. 

“Come on, Dray. Just one thing! One little talk. That’s all.” You said one October afternoon as your head lay in his lap. His hand ran through your hair, the silver rings stroking your sun kissed strands. 

“Why are you always pushing me? Why do we need to talk at all?” He mumbled. You sat up as you looked at him. 

“Why do we need to talk at all? To communicate? To have healthy conversations and build trust?” You said through a shocked tone. Draco rolled his eyes. He was acting childish and it was pushing you with every second. 

“If you want all of that then you’re with the wrong person.” He said as his icy gray eyes met yours. You felt your heart sinking. He was being pretentious about this. 

“So you’re saying we shouldn’t be together?” You asked, hoping he’d defend you. Defend your relationship. 

“Yeah. Maybe I am.” They were words you never thought you’d hear. You jumped up and immediately stormed off. Draco watched you walk away before slamming his head against the tree he was leaning on. He cursed his upbringing for costing him yet another joy in life.

Blaise: Blaise was the life of the party no matter where you went. Everyone knew him. Students. Friends of friends. Even the shop workers knew his name. You felt as if you couldn’t ever truly get alone time with you. The two of you were in his room getting ready for yet another party. 

“I just don’t understand why we can’t do some one on one time?” You asked as you combed through your hair. Blaise was buttoning his shirt while staring in the mirror. 

“What’s gotten into you? You used to be so fun.” He said through a groan. You stopped the comb halfway through and immediately turned to him. 

“Used to be? Are you implying that I’m no longer fun?” You asked, pulling the comb through and tossing it onto the bed. Blaise looked at you through the mirror, his eyes meeting yours from over his shoulder. 

“I mean, yeah, Ma. You used to love going out. You’re not the same as when we first started dating.” His words stung. They were hurtful. Did he mean this? 

“So what, you want someone more fun than me?” You asked thinking he would just roll his eyes at your dumb question. Instead he turned around, his hands falling to his side as his half buttoned shirt stayed slightly open. 

“I guess I am.” He said sternly. The pain was too much. You stormed out of the room, leaving Blaise alone. He went to the party that night but no matter how much he drank, he couldn’t get you off his mind. He knew he messed up. And he would forever regret that night.

Regulus: You were sitting in your room, holding the letter in your hands. The tears were rolling from your cheek onto the parchment. You had read it over and over again, but the words didn’t change, no matter how much you wanted them to. 

“I can’t defeat the dark lord while with you. I can’t have him use you against me. I’m sorry, Y/n. This is the only way.” That line ran over your eyes over and over again. Regulus had left and there was a good chance he would never return again. 

Meanwhile, miles away, Regulus was making his way towards his battle. The pain he felt while writing that letter was practically unbearable, but it was needed. He knew he needed to break up with you to protect you. 

And that’s exactly what it did. It protected you. But it didn’t stop him from thinking about you. He would spend the rest of his life wondering if he made the right decision that night. You would forever be in his mind, a constant reminder of the life he could have had. The person who he wanted to spend forever with and yet never would, no matter how much he wanted to do just that.

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Slytherin Boys x Fall festivities

What activity each of the boys would do with you and an added little blurb for each. 🖤

Theo -

You and Theo go apple picking, he even wears the matching flannel you bought for the both of you to wear. You frolic through the fields and see a ripened tree, filled with the sweetest apples. You reach up to grab one, but come to short. You groan to yourself just as Theo catches up to you, a low chuckle escaping his throat.

“Ah, a bit too short. Let me help, Cara Mia.”

With ease, he wraps his hands around your waist, carefully picking you up so you can grab your pick of an apple. A sea of giggles leaving you lips as you pick the best looking fruit. While he sets you down your eyes both lock, a smile on both of your faces.

“Thank you, Teddy Bear.”

You say softly, teasing the nickname he allows only you to say. He leans down to place a lingering and sweet kiss to your lips. Pulling away to brush your hair behind your ear while his deep blues flicker between yours. He takes the apple from your hand, but only to wipe it down on his shirt before handing it right back with a growing grin on his face.

“Always here to help out my Bella raggaza.”

Enzo -

Enzo surprises you and takes you to a field filled with sunflowers. You both stroll through the flowers, the autumn sun slowly setting as you do, creating a romantic atmosphere around you both. He eyes each of the flowers carefully before finally picking one he found the most perfect. Holding it out to you with his usual cheeky smile.

“A sunflower, for my sunflower. But not just any little sunflower. The most perfect, most beautiful one of this field…Of this world.”

He whispers while you take the flower, twirling it between your fingers. His face grows closer, placing a loving kiss to your forhead. His widened smile never leaving his face, how could it when he’s with you?

Reggie -

Both being homebodies, Regulus plans a movie night with all of your favorite Halloween movies, along with the snacks you love the most. But of course he had to make his usual snack of choice, popcorn. You giggle as you cuddle up against his chest, he throws a few pieces of popcorn in the air. Catching them in his mouth with ease while he sends a cheeky wink your way.

“Ready for our movie marathon, amour?”

He asked, letting the French slip his lips with ease. You nod your head as he puts on the first movie. Reggie throws one arm around you, never wanting to let you go. You have always been and always will be his comfort. His home. His love.

Mattheo -

“Matty! No, not like that!”

You exclaim while giggles leave your lips. He laughs as he shakes his head, looking down at the knife that is halfway through his pumpkin. Due to his upbringing he never did any fall activities but wanted to for you. With you. Anything for you in his eyes. He runs a hand through his messy dark curls.

“Well here, why don’t you come help me, princess?”

He says in his usual low tone, reaching out one of his hands to pull you on his lap. He keeps one arm snuggly wrapped around your waist as the other lays on the handle of the knife. You bring your own dainty hand on top of his. Guiding him on carving the pumpkin. Once finally finished, you both look at your work before his chocolate gaze Meets with yours. Not being able to help it, he leans in for a passionate kiss. Enjoying all of the new things in life he gets to experience with you.

Draco -

A fall festival hit the town and of course the two of you decided to go. Bundling up as you walked through the cute farmers market filled with autumn decor. The smell of hot cider and pumpkin donuts wafts around you and you scan the area. Your eyes landing on the little stand selling the apple cider, Draco smirks, knowing you. Knowing so much about you.

“Wait here, love. I’ll be right back.”

He whispers as you raise a confused brow. As he walks off you browse a few stands selling trinkets and you hear his voice saying your name. You turn around and are met with Draco holding out a fresh warm apple cider to you.

“Anything for my darling girl.”

He speaks out while you take the beverage. Taking a sip as the delicious tartness hits your tongue. He leans down, smacking a quick kiss to your cheek before you both stroll further down the fall market.

Blaise -

“Blaise? Blaise! Where are you?”

You shout out as you rummage through the corn maze. Blaise being the usual prankster, hid from you and waited for just the right moment to pop out. But before he did, he took the moment to truly admire all of your beauty. After a few moments, he jumped out from a stock of corn.

“Boo!”

He exclaimed through a loud laugh, seeing you jump before you playfully smacked his arm. He threw that same arm around you. Bringing you closer to him while he smacked a kiss to the side of your head.

“Sorry, Ma. You know I love teasing you.”

Blaise said through a low chuckle, even with your slight annoyance you couldn’t help but laugh along with him.

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Green-eyed Monster - Blaise Zabini

Summary: Reader doesn't know how to control their feelings for their friend Blaise, when he asks someone else to be his date. Warnings: Just arguing otherwise flustered and embarrassed reader. Find the request here 🤍

Also I'm incapable of writing something short, so have 1.6k. But enjoy this delivery! Big thanks to my pookie @mattyriddlesbitch for the blood patience they had with me on this, ly!! + ty to @finalgirllx for pic of Blaise smirking! Cute divider from here.

Tucked away in a quiet corner, it was easy to immerse yourself deep into your book, the blazing fire helping add to the cozy atmosphere. Filled finally with peace and comfort, the evening was well needed after the unusual pile of feelings suddenly mounted upon you. 

It was the night of the infamous Slug Club Christmas party, held for Professor Slughorn's favourite and most impressionable students. You had listened to Malfoy complain all week about how stupid it was, and who would want to be invited by that bloody oaf. Though Malfoy’s usual whine would usually bother you - merely tickled your brain too focused on the distressing poignant feeling ongoing in your pit.

Your dear and so-called close friend Blaise Zabini was one of the few offered invitations, because of Slughorns' rather keen eye on making valuable connections with famous and well-connected students. Naturally, Blaise's interesting background on how his mother cultivated a fortune, and seven dead husbands, piqued Slughorn's curiosity. Blaise, who felt far too superior to hang out with an odd blunderer such as Slughorn, had only agreed to attend for the sake of scrutinising the other guests.

Blaise and you had bonded closely over his resilient patience - expressing a gentle kindness he had extended towards you till this day, in his patience and keen ear. He was intelligent among his years - holding more maturity than the bronze on your grandfather’s clock. He always had your back - a protective giant helping to guide you through the jungle of extroverts, speaking up when you felt too timid or awkwardly stumbling over your words. It was a trait you cherished and were grateful for, as without it would have left you a lost lamb in the thick of wolves - defenseless against Mattheo and Draco's playful teasing.

The two of you were a team, paired closely for everything - from school projects, class partners to party games. So when he didn’t choose to invite you to the silly party, and instead picked in-your-opinion an overly flirty Hufflepuff as his date, the bitter jealous feeling was planted unknowingly stretching out its roots throughout your bloodstream. 

It had spiked your tongue, soaking it with a bitter flavour, an unusual taste from your sweet personality. All week the feeling had rotted in your pit, altering your usual sense of self in a possessive and destructive demeanour, reflecting in your treatment towards Blaise. The times where you weren't snapping at Blaise, you hid out in avoidance of the anxiety and overthinking, driving you loopy. The feeling lingered for the rest of the week, tightening, pulling on your heart - that maybe he was getting sick of you, needed a night off from you and your awkward shy tendencies.

Blaise emerges from the shadows into the open space, capturing your attention from the book you were nose deep in. Your eyes drape over his attire. He looks smart, clean and perfect as always. The feeling constricts wrapping an iron grip of vines around your heart, squeezing the muscle with an intense sense of anger, hurt, and longing. He didn’t owe you anything. He was perfectly entitled to ask a pretty - beautiful girl on a date. You swallow and look back at your book, pushing away your feelings of frustration and confusion.

His eyes flicker over to you nestled tightly in the corner, your failed attempt at being inconspicuous under the observant boy’s gaze nearly made him laugh. He’s almost glad that he asked someone else to the party, though a small part of him aches you won't be the one beside him. Having faced your rejection before, the idea of your denial and dismissal again at his invitation would crush even someone confident as him. He valued your strong friendship too much, and had spent months learning to accept that you just weren't interested.

Blaise, being as perceptive as he was, had figured easily that something was bothering you. The slight sour emotion that slithered amongst your tone hadn't gone unnoticed by Blaise, but had left him befuddled by the attitude he was unaware you could express. Feeling the strong desire to address it, he makes his way towards you impassively, hands tucked in the pockets of his finely tailored pants.

“Good book?” He stops in front of your chair, his lean, tall body looming over as he addresses you nonchalantly. 

Nodding, you try to relax your face into one of feigned confidence. “Yeah.”

He studies your expression, observing you with a known trait he unashamedly does - regardless of the shy strain it pushes on someone. His lips lick in thought, and he sighs, dropping his curiosity, not wanting to start anything that might ruin his night. “I’m heading off now, going to pick up my date.”

“Yeah cool. Hope you have fun with your new best friend.” The vile bitterness of jealousy drenches your tongue once more, spoken louder than you had intended as you retreat your attention back to your novel. 

His original plan of dropping it becomes long forgotten at the snarkiness huffed into the air, and he snatches the book out of your hand. An incredulous look, a sense of irritation flashes behind his dark eyes, replacing Blaise's usual relaxed look. “What’s up with you?”

His eyes remain tense, taking in your avoidance and cowardice when you mumble a quiet, “Nothing.”

He rolls his eyes, finally sick of your bullshit. "Something’s up and I'm not giving your book back till you tell me. So spill.”

A deep frown etches across your features, “It doesn't matter anymore, you don't have to pretend to care, Blaise.” The current heat swarming to your cheeks blurs between a mix of embarrassment at your behaviour and the anger sweltering beneath you at being demanded information from. You huff, unable to ask the dying question. “I don't know why you asked her when I'm right here.” 

Blaise frowns, irritated, rising at your vague words. “What do you mean? It's a date. Why would you want me to ask you?”

“I mean I know that.” The anger rises, unable to hold your loose tongue. “But we do everything together - are you suddenly embarrassed of me? Am I too shy for you? Why didn't you want to ask me!?”

“Wait - you're seriously waiting now to tell me this? After you already rejected me and I’m about to pick up my date?” Blaise’s eyes narrow with a distinguished, hardened look you’ve never been caught on the end of before. He recalls the moment he realized you weren’t into him, how easily you hadn’t bothered him a second look in your decline dismissal at his attempted confession. His composure struggles to remain calm at the audacity of your query.

The heat of his intense glare quickens the pace of your heart, simmering down the childish attitude in your new confusion. You scrunch your brows. “What do you mean? What rejection?”

His rapid breath shallows as he studies your expression, eyes analyzing your face’s every movement. He takes in your genuine puzzlement and his equanimity weakens, sighing. “Yeah, I tried telling you how I felt and you kind of dismissed me. I just assumed you weren’t interested.” 

His words don’t fully resonate in you for a moment, till your eyes widen. “Wait- that was you trying to confess?! I thought you were just being friendly like you normally are.” 

Blaise gets a little sheepish, realising his own confession had gone over your sweet little head. He rubs the back of his head, a wave of bashfulness hitting him. “Uh yes, I guess it was.” 

He watches how you take in his words, wrapping your head around them, and he lets out a soft chuckle. “Didn’t realize you acting jealous would be the trigger to prompt your own feelings.” He has to admit, it’s an odd but arousing sight to see his shy, awkward best friend so alive with so much energy. He raises a brow and quirks a smile. “You're adorable when you're jealous.”

Adorable? Biting your cheek nervously, the confidence and bitter interior crumble under the sweetness of Blaise's compliment. Wait, did he say jealous?! To cover your flustered reaction, realising how right he is, you struggle to find the right words to explain your thoughts, ultimately stumbling over them. “What-t I'm not- I just omg- we do everything together and I thought - ah.” You stop talking, covering your face with your hands in total humiliation. 

Blaise watches with pure amusement and affection, finding you utterly adorable as you fumble to contain your embarrassment. He pulls your hands away, replacing them with his, watching with delight as your eyes grow like saucers by the intimate action. He stares his eyes away, fighting himself not to laugh at your cuteness, not wanting to fluster you anymore. “You seriously have the worst timing for confessions.” His lips curve into a sweet smile. “If I'd known you liked me all this time, I would have asked you.”

The chained coil of jealousy unravels in his honesty, and finally a smile brims your face warm with abashment. “I’m sorry. I should have just talked to you.”

He nods, “That you should have. You know you can talk to me about anything. But I forgive you like I said you’re pretty cute when you’re snarky.” His eyes return to their usual warmness and with it returns the cozy ambiance of the night. He rubs your cheek and tilts your chin up, stopping your second attempt to cover yourself back up in another round of humility. 

“Don’t hide, otherwise I can’t do this.” He leans closer, pressing his lips to yours in a kiss he’s been dreaming about for months. It's soft and shy like you are, but he doesn’t mind. He finds it endearing and sweet that he can guide you as he always does and always will. He’ll always be there for you, even if it means occasionally forcing you to become a flustering mess to reveal your true feelings.

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Mattheo - Ghostface

Theo - Jason

Reggie - Freddy Krueger

Enzo - Jigsaw

Draco - Micheal

Blaise - Leatherface

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Make You Mine - Theodore Nott

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+

Theodore Nott x OC

Summary: Theo and Vivianna have been flirting with each other for weeks. Their back and forth banter finally comes to a bang in a dorm room late at night.

Warning: Smut, male!receiving oral, Third person POV, p to v unprotected sexual activity, descriptions of sex

Word count: 3,720

Wrote this small one shot for @slytherinravebabe

Vivianna Rosu was a beautiful girl. Everyone knew that. Most of all, Theodore Nott knew that. Even though he hated admitting it, his heart stopped the moment he saw her. Theodore, or Theo to everyone who knew him, often thought of himself as a suave one with ladies. It was a lot for him to admit that his heart had finally landed on one.

Most thought it impossible. The idea of Nott settling down with just one girl was enough to make anyone who knew him laugh. It was out of the question for years, at least until Vivianna came into his life.

There was something about her. Maybe it was her perfect blonde hair or her bright smile, maybe it was the way she drove him absolutely mad without even trying, but there was something that drew Theo to her. He was a moth and she was the bright flame in the distance, calling his name. 

Theo thought of this often. Especially the week before winter break in their seventh year. He and Vivianna had flirted for weeks with one another. Fuck, they had flirted for years if they were honest with each other. 

“Did you do the homework from last night?” Vivianna asked her friend sitting next to her. Nicole, the sweet Hufflepuff she was, nodded her head.

“I did. Do you need the notes?” Nicole responded, immediately opening up her book before waiting for her response. Vivianna nodded her head. She was about to start copying the notes when she heard footsteps behind her. The steps were loud on the wooden floor of the charms classroom. 

Her head picked up and she recognized him immediately. The scent of vetiver and moss hit her nose and she knew he was walking into the classroom. Vivianna looked up only to see his blue eyes looking down at her.

He stopped for a moment, a smirk growing on his face before he walked to his seat which was across from hers. Theo plopped down, manspreading as he stretched his long legs out.

Theodore Nott was ridiculously tall. He almost looked silly sitting at the small desks. He fiddled with a feather pen in his hands as he kept his eyes on Viv. There was something about her that made it nearly impossible for him to look away. Vivianna could feel her heart racing with each passing glance.

She tried to stay cool. She always seemed cool, but deep down she was panicking. She wasn’t sure why, but if she thought about it, she would know. There was a temptation to skip class just so she wouldn’t have to bear his eyes on her for an entire hour, but she had already been in enough trouble for skipping.

Vivianna forced her eyes back down on her paper but she could still feel the piercing of Theo on her. It was almost like he couldn’t look away. And, honestly, he couldn’t. Flashes of last weekend shot through his mind as he watched her.

You see, there was an end-of-semester party that the Slytherin house had held in their common room. It was a common theme every year and Vivianna was more than excited to attend. Things were going well until she had a bit too many fire whiskey shots. She found herself stumbling towards what she thought was her dorm.

Somehow, she ended up in Theo’s instead. She opened the door just as he was removing his shirt. His bare chest turned quickly as he heard the door opening. Vivianna stood there, trying to catch her breath while staring at him. Theo held his shirt in his hand, unsure of what to do next.

“Viv?” He asked quietly. Her eyes stayed glued to the perfectly outlined muscles. How had she never noticed them before? 

“I–I’m in the wrong room.” She managed to mumble before trying to turn around. Her heels clicked over one another and she started stumbling forward. Theo rushed up behind her, grabbing her arm to steady her.

The moment his hand touched hers, it was like fire. Vivianna felt as if she was engulfed in flames just from one simple touch. She felt a lump in her throat and tried her best to swallow it without him noticing.

“You’re wasted,” Theo said with a chuckle. He enjoyed being this close to her. It was intoxicating. She was intoxicating. 

“You’re–you’re wasted,” Viv muttered back as she let her body fall against him. She could feel his chest behind her, his muscles helping hold her up. There was a desire to turn around and face him but she couldn’t. Maybe it was the nerves. Maybe it was the alcohol. Either way, she stayed forward.

“Come on, I’ll get you back to your room,” Theo said as he started pushing Vivianna forward. It was taking everything in him to not just pull her into his bed, but he couldn’t do that. Not when she was drunk like this. He couldn’t take advantage of her.

Theo managed to work his way to the stairs, bypassing the enchantment of the stairs turning into a slide, and walked Vivianna to her door. He let her back rest against the wall.

Vivianna finally opened her eyes, looking up at Theo. He placed one hand on the wall beside her, leaning forward a bit. The two were wanting something, something more than what they had now. Neither of them could admit it.

“Are you going to be alright?” Theo whispered, his breath tickling her neck as he leaned forward. Vivianna nodded her head, seeing his muscles flex in his arm beside her as he hovered over her body. 

“Fine.” She replied, feeling the air catch in her throat a bit. She couldn’t resist staring into his blue eyes as he stood in front of her. His hand had moved from her back down to her waist, resting on the side. She didn’t need to be held up anymore but he wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.

“You’re pretty out of it. Are you sure you’re alright?” Theo said in almost a whisper. His hand moved from her waist up to her hair now, moving a piece from her eyes. The chemistry was intense. No one could deny it.

“I said I’m fine, Nott.” Vivianna choked back, her hands pressed against the wall. Theo tucked the piece of hair behind her ear before trailing his fingers down her face and to her chin. 

He said he couldn’t take advantage of the state she was in, but it was taking everything in him to resist it. She had been flirting with him all night, and he was with her. They both wanted it. So why were they fighting it?

“If you say so,” Theo replied in a soft tone. His hand fell off her face and to her side once more.

He smirked a very charming smirk. Vivianna was about to say something else when her head started spinning. Theo leaned forward, even more, his face inches from hers.

His hand wrapped around the doorknob and he opened the door behind them. Vivianna felt her breath shaking as he took a few steps back and tucked his hands into his pockets. She watched as he gave a simple nod of his head.

“Goodnight, Rosu.” He teased before turning on his heel and walking away. 

Now, three days later in Charms class, it was all Theo could do but think of that moment. The way Vivianna looked in that tight green dress. The curve of her body fit perfectly in his arm as he helped her to her room. The innocence sparkled in her eyes as she stared up at him.

He wanted her. He absolutely needed her, in every possible way. And he was going to make it happen one way or another. But he was running out of time. Theo would be leaving for winter break in a few days and he couldn’t possibly wait until they came back.

Class ended and they both stood up out of their desks. Theo approached Vivianna first, running to catch up to her as she walked down the stairs of the Dark Arts tower.

“Where are you going, Rosu?” Theo teased, running a hand through his hair. She rolled her eyes even though she enjoyed it.

“Why do you care where I’m going, Nott?” Vivianna teased back. This playful banter was a common theme between the two of them.

“Maybe I don’t care.” He replied, shrugging his shoulders. His hands found their way tucked into the pockets of his pants as his sleeves were pushed up to his elbows. Vivianna kept her eyes forward. She had to keep her eyes forward because damn did Nott look good.

“If you didn’t care, then why did you ask?” She responded. He let out a scoff before turning and walking backward so that she was forced to look at him.

“Stop being a brat and just answer my question. Where are you going?” He replied with a hint of sass in his tone. Vivianna loved it when he sassed her. She would never admit it, but she loved it.

“A brat? Well, now I’m not telling you where I’m going.” She snarked back. He shook his head and moved so that he was walking beside her again. They made their way to the Slytherin dungeons. As they waited for the doors to appear, Vivianna could feel Theodore’s blue eyes burning into her skin.

They made their way into the common room and Vivianna sat on the couch just past the fireplace. Theo stood in front of her, his blue eyes glaring down at her as she threw her books to the side.

“What?” She asked as she looked up at him. He gave a small smirk.

“We aren’t going to talk about this weekend?” He questioned, leaning his head down just a bit.

“I was drunk, Theo,” Vivianna responded. Theo nodded his head before turning on his heel and sitting beside her. She let out a sigh, turning her head to look at him.

“You were, but you remember what happened. Don’t you?” Theo asked before turning to face her. She studied his face, the way his lips slightly curled into a small smirk with each finish of his sentence. It was almost too much.

“Of course, I remember. But why are we making a big deal out of it?” Vivianna said with a hint of sass. Theo rolled his eyes. He was growing tired of her not admitting it. He didn’t want to be the first one to admit their feelings, but she was making it hard not to.

“Why are you so stubborn?”

“Why are you so pushy?”

“Why are you such a brat?”

Their back-and-forth banter ended as they both stared at each other. There was an intense spark between them. They clicked in the best way and yet they couldn’t help but argue with one another.

“Don’t sit there and deny what happened, Viv. I’m tired of this back and forth.” Theo said in a serious tone. Vivianna could feel her heart racing.

“You want to do something about it? Fine. Come to my dorm after curfew.” Vivianna demanded before getting up and walking towards her room.

Theo couldn’t help but watch her walk away. He wanted to be upset that she was being so demanding, but deep down he liked it. He made his way to his dorm and fell to the bed, waiting for the evening to come.

After several hours, Theo finally decided to walk down to the common room. The space was silent. Theodore stumbled in, having changed into his gray sweatpants and white shirt. He flopped down on the couch with a sigh. It was peaceful here. More peaceful than the dorm where Mattheo was loudly snoring at least. 

Theo wrapped his arm behind his head, resting with his leg up as he settled onto the couch. He was enjoying the silence before immediately thinking of Vivianna once more. Why couldn’t he get her out of his mind? She was all-consuming. It was more than he could handle.

He didn’t want to be a person who listened to commands. It was almost tempting for him to stay in the common room until she wandered in looking for him. It would give him the power at least. But maybe he didn’t need the power. Maybe he just needed her.

“Fuck it.” He muttered under his breath before standing up. He walked towards the girl's dorm, bypassing the stairs once more. He found Viv’s dorm and he opened her door. He knew she was alone. Her dorm mates were all mostly gone already for the break as a lot of students left early.

He let his hand rest on the doorknob, waiting one moment before pushing it open. As soon as the door opened, she turned around.

“Theo–” 

Her words were cut off by Theo grabbing her by the arm. He started pushing her towards the wall, her eyes wide. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this. If you would just let me.” Theo said in a rough tone. Vivianna couldn’t respond. Her heart was racing. She wanted this too. She thought about fighting it, but there was no point. His hands were on her arms, pinning her against the wall. 

“So do it.” She responded, finally giving in. It wasn’t even a second after the words left her mouth that his lips were on hers. There was an intensity and a passion in his kiss. It was wanted, and needed, more than anything. 

“What made you do this now? Vivianna asked between kisses. Theo's lips were now on her neck as he grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head with one hand.

“I’ve wanted to do this for as long as I can remember. I couldn’t fight it anymore.” He husked, feeling the excitement in him. He said he was going to do whatever it took to make her his, and he meant it. 

His lips pressed into the crevice of her neck, leaving little bites as he went. Vivianna couldn’t help but let out soft moans with each nibble. They had just started and already her legs were weak.

Theo let go of the hands he had pinned and pulled at the end of her nightshirt. He started to pull it up and Vivianna lifted her hands, allowing it to happen. There was no need for either of them to confirm it, they both wanted this.

Vivianna returned the favor, removing Theo’s shirt so she could see his bare chest once more. Her hands trailed down the muscles as they stood breathless for a second. Theo grabbed Vivianna, pulling her into him before planting his lips on hers again.

The kisses were electric. There was so much chemistry that it was almost unbelievable. He needed to show her how much he wanted her and he was doing it in the best way he knew how.

Theo slammed Vivianna against the wall again, letting his hands rest on either side of her as he continued kissing her. He let his lips trail down her neck and to her chest, moving his tongue in ways she could have only ever dreamed of.

Vivianna ran a hand through his hair, gripping it tight as he continued moving lower and lower on her body. His teeth managed to catch on her underwear as he dropped to his knees, pulling them down with his mouth.

He looked up at her, his blue eyes darkening as he smirked. He stood up slowly, letting his hands travel up her side before letting his fingers find their way toward her most sensitive area.

His fingers carefully grazed her, sending shivers down her entire body. He could feel her excitement with one simple touch.

“You’re wet.” He husked, keeping his fingers there. 

“So do something about it,” Vivianna replied, holding herself up against the wall. He grabbed her by the waist and turned her quickly, throwing her down onto the bed. She couldn’t help but let out a squeal as he stood in front of her.

Theo rested his hands on her knees, slowly pushing her legs open before lowering himself onto her. He was just about to enter her when he stopped. He liked to tease and he was going to do that as much as he could.

His lips kissed against her neck once more as he grabbed her hands, pinning them to the bed. Her legs wrapped around him, wanting to pull him as close to her as she could. She was letting out soft moans and Theo enjoyed every sound that escaped her lips. It made him ridiculously hard.

“God Theo–” Vivianna managed to squeak out. His lips curled as he continued trailing his tongue over every inch of her body. 

“Want me to stop?” He asked, knowing damn well she didn’t. Her hands dug into sheets as she felt his tongue trace over her nipple.

“Fuck no.” She replied in a pleading tone. Theo smirked before moving his tongue back up to her neck. He nibbled on the end of her ear, causing her to moan louder this time.

“Tell me how bad you want it.” He whispered in her ear before biting down on it once more. Vivianna arched her back underneath him, feeling a desire to take him now.

“I want it, Theo. I want it more than you could know.” She replied, doing as she was commanded. He stopped nibbling for a moment, letting his mouth rest against her ear.

“Good girl.” He whispered, his breath tickling her neck. He had decided the teasing was enough. She was practically shaking underneath him. He took his hardness and thrust it into her, not even giving her a moment to prepare.

Vivianna let out a loud moan as he thrust deeper. He sat up, grabbing her by the hips and lifting her to get a better angle. Each thrust caused her to let out a scream she had no idea was inside of her.

“Be a good fucking girl and take it,” Theo demanded as his nails dug into her hips. Vivianna couldn’t even respond. Her voice was meant for screams and screams alone at this moment. 

It didn’t take much for Theo to continue thrusting harder. He was rough but in the best way possible. He enjoyed seeing her under him, her hands gripping the sheet so tightly that her knuckles were white.

“Theo, fuck–” Vivianna finally managed to say as she felt the pleasure wash over her more. Her admittance to the pleasure was only making him want to go harder. So he did. He thrust so hard that he could feel her pulsing around him as she let out one final scream. 

He stepped back, letting her legs fall as he looked down at his hardness. She had finished, but he hadn’t. And he wasn’t going to stop there.

She sat up, sitting on the edge of the bed as he walked over to her. He grabbed her by the chin and pulled her face towards his.

“You’re not done.” He whispered before pulling her down to her knees. He took a few steps back and smirked.

“Now get over here and clean up your mess,” Theo said, watching Vivianna crawl towards his manhood that was now drenched in her. 

Her lips wrapped around his hardness, causing him to now let out a moan. His back fell against the wall behind him as he grabbed onto her hair. He wrapped his hand tightly in her hair, moving her head back and forth as she choked on him.

He looked down at her, seeing the tears in her eyes as he moved her head further down. He knew he was big, but he also knew she could take it. Or at least, he hoped she could.

Vivianna enjoyed the motions as he thrusted her head further down. She was an absolute mess at this point but in the best way possible. She could feel his hand tightening in her hair and she wanted to scream, but the engorged manhood in her mouth wouldn’t allow it.

It didn’t take long before Theo felt the need to finish. He pulled her head back until he could see her breasts sitting fully at the top of her chest. He took his manhood in his hand, pumping it just a few times before finishing on her. 

His glistening seed spread so artistically across her breasts as she smirked. Theo threw his head back against the wall, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. He looked back down at Vivianna who was still on her knees.

“Stay there.” He said before walking over towards the desk where he remembered seeing a towel. He walked back and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her up. He carefully took the towel and wiped her clean. 

There was a silence between them, a calmness. The electricity, the tension, it was all shared in that moment. 

“About damn time you did that,” Vivianna said in a sassy tone as she walked back to her bed. Theo rolled his eyes, grabbing his gray sweatpants and throwing them on.

“Shut up, brat.” He replied as she pulled on her nightshirt. She crawled into bed and threw the blankets back, patting the mattress beside her.

“Are you going to get in bed or what?” She asked as she stared at him. Theo didn’t even hesitate. He crawled into bed, grabbing her and pulling him into her arms. He could feel her head nuzzling against his chest as he planted a kiss on the top of her head.

“All jokes aside, I’m glad you finally made a move. I’ve been hinting for months.” Vivianna said softly as she closed her eyes. Theo let out a chuckle.

“Believe me, I noticed. I knew I was going to do it, I just had to wait for the perfect moment.” He replied as he waved his wand, turning the lights off.

“Do what?” Vivianna asked sleepily. He could tell she was already drifting off to sleep. He kissed the top of her head once more before saying one final thing.

“Make you mine.”