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Sunrise is amazing now that the time changed!

Literally sugar cloud rtc vibes

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Dark!Poly!Batboys x Sex-Worker!reader: Pleasure over Morals[***]

A/N: can’t believe I actually had to end up splitting this one up :’)

Warnings: dubcon, reader having a CNC kink, dark content, implied use of force, implied disregard for safe-words, slight non-con in places, bondage, oral (everyone recieving), smut, degradation, masturbation, slight predator play, rough sex, 22.6k words

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Taglist: @myheartfollower @tcris2020

mattheo walking in on other slytherin sexually teasing bunny!reader, like they got her all hot and bothered just to tease her, so she gets all whiny and pouty.

It happens more often than he likes—him walking into one of his friends, either fucking you or teasing you. The first few times it happened, he laid hell upon them for not inviting him or letting him know, but by the fifth time, he just sighs and goes to do his own thing as if he can't hear you sobbing and moaning from the shower. 

"Theo, stop; you're going to break her." He sighed, placing his things down by his bed. Theo only shrugged and continued to pump his two fingers into your sopping cunt, almost entranced by the little mewl you let out. "She's fine." 

Mattheo rolled his eyes and sent his friend a warning look. "I don't think that," he gestured to your sobbing form laid out on all fours on his best friend's bed. "Is fine." 

"She's just a little overstimulated beside—she's a good girl. She can take it." He patted your bum, encouraging the way you continued to sob with your face smushed against the bed. 

"You suck." 

"I don't know, man, I think your girlfriend would say otherwise."

Where can I find a man like thissss

Caught up in the relaxation

warnings: nsfw!18+, fem orgasm, fem masturbation, vibrator, forced orgasm, blowjob, throatfucking, dirty talk, daddy kink, degrading, dom kink, punishment, male orgasm, swearing. Picture does not represent the reader.

A/n: a little boyfriend mattheo punishing you for forgetting the rules. 3.1k

Tired, groggy, and oddly horny were your current feelings while you reached for the shower handle. Jets of hot water spray out, your muscles rolling back already feeling looser as you step underneath the rain cloud head. Eyes closing at the instant relief the heat brings you, leaning your head backwards, letting the water hit your neck with perfect jolts of pressure.

It had been a long day, buried deep in your studies well past dinnertime, and the scorching water was providing comfort in washing all that away. Too invested in yourself relaxation, your mind slips momentarily, forgetting about the later plans to hang with your boyfriend. 

Resting idly back onto the tiled wall, changing the angle of how the water runs down your body, a flute of water shooting down gently between your folds. You eagerly reach down, adding a finger to the current simulations, and rub your clit slowly. Minutes pass by and your neediness grows restlessly, your body wanting more, and you search for something a little stronger to help soothe your ache. 

Reaching out for your vibrator, the new vibrations strum gratifyingly in the replacement of your fingers, potent strums pulsate on your swollen clit, accommodating a much better relief that your fingers couldn’t provide. It doesn’t take long for your mind to be swept up in the staggering sensations, your knees buckling at the feeling.

Panting breaths are lost to the sounds of the shower but overthrown by the small whimpers you exhale. Hands bracing on the walls, lurching over from the intensive muscle spasm erupting as you whine and moan, body ignited with heat. 

It’s all too much for your exhausted body, forcing you to slump and lay down in the bath, not breaking the pressure that pulses on your needy clit. Absorbed immensely in the rising climax, the jets of water torrenting down on your open legs, accentuating the blissful numbing sensitivity stirring within you.

Making your eyes flutter closed, lips parting at the rising of your rapid breaths exhaling. Lewd thoughts swirl in your mind of Mattheo, imagining the many skills he would perform on you if he were here. How you wished he was, and your hopeful thinking is answered all too soon.

When Mattheo enters the bathroom in search of you, he freezes in the doorframe, pleasantly surprised to find you caught up in relaxation. Having already been headed over to see you, he had expected to see you unwinding in a hot bath or waiting cuddled up in bed for him. He knew the excessive stress you brought among yourself when studying and it was one reason the two of you had pre-planned him coming over. 

Resting against the solid frame for a moment, he appreciatively captures you laid out in bliss, his eyes drift lustfully, trailing the contours of your naked body. He’s seen you bare so many times, and yet every time he feels his breath hitch in wonderment at the beauty you possess. He's kind of impressed you're so into it, unable to notice him as he watched with a hunger to hastily join you. But sensing your quickly arriving climax, he reassembles his sinful thoughts with the fact you’re being exceptionally bad and decides now is best to interrupt.

In a few steps he strides forwards, alerting his presence, and his voice speaks with a bitter undertone at your misbehavior. "Someone's been up to something naughty.”

Startled by the sharpness his voice cuts through the cold air, having been lost in the overwhelming euphoric sensations you were once receiving, his interruption now stalls your delectable ministrations. A flash of heat washes promptly over your body, burning in every crevice with a fluster that has you wishing for the water to run cold. Disappointment seeps over you at the absence of your release and at knowing you weren’t supposed to use your toys without Mattheo around. 

Locking gazes with him, your eyes widened, a deer caught in the headlights fumbling with the settings of the toy in your attempt to hide your reprehensible act. You swallow apprehensively, with an aching cunt unable to answer him. With raised brows he tuts saunting forwards and bending down, he swipes his tongue against his teeth, looming down on your exposed figure with darkened eyes. “Princess, what I’d say about breaking my rules?” 

He reaches forwards clasping your wrist when you try to conceal the toy under your thigh, “don’t go hiding that now, you're clearly so eager to use it, so why don’t you show me how good it makes you feel?” His eyes lower, daring you, engulfing his hand over yours, pressing the button for you. 

The familiar humming sound vibrates around the room, and with a subtle movement, you're jolting again. Helpless eyes stay locked on his, squirming under his intense gaze like an ant under a microscope. Slow pulses ricochet onto your clit, the tantalizing waves clearly a testament to your boyfriend's apathetic brutal advances, the pearly whites of a wicked grin slowly gracing his face, sliding into place so naturally at his delight. 

“You were about to cum, weren't you?” He knows the answer already but can’t help but tease, his grin spreading at the rapid nodding of your head. “You think I should let you when you couldn’t even wait for me?” 

With a free hand he reaches forwards and toys with your nipple, the sensitivity of his fingers brings to your cold bud entices a sound unfamiliar to yourself. A sound so sweet, so pleasing to Mattheo, causing his body to stir, tightening in the constraining contents of his trousers. His eyes shine with mischievous satisfaction at your frustrations and desperate whines. 

Nothing gave him more gratification than when he makes you squirm and beg for him. With sweet pleading eyes, babbling the most crude and lewd things in an attempt to get what you want. He could never truly be mad at you for breaking his rules, for while he wanted to use the toys himself, punishing you gave him a type of satisfaction that could only come from putting you in place. 

“Come on princess, speak up, tell me what you want. Or do you not want me? Don’t need me anymore, do you? You're fine being left with the little toy, huh?” The vibrations pull away at the lift of his hand and you jolt, quickly hit with a coldness in the toy's absence. 

“No! Please, Matty, I wanna cum so badly.” Words spill out of your mouth in a frantic tumble, desperate to get what you want, your hand reaching for him to move his wrist back as your hips buck. “I’m sorry, I just got needy. I want you. I swear!” With the sweetest, most innocent eyes you can muster, you plead at him, your legs shaking at the rising but tantalizing slow climb of your climax.

His fingers circle over the button contemplating your plea before he presses it up a level, enticing a new pulse of power to surge directing onto your clit. He watches desiredly at how quickly you fall back into aimless shambles, disjointed whimpers tangled with your breathless pants in your exhaustion. 

He tenses at the tight grip you grasp him in an effort to stabilise yourself, muscles tensing with a scrambled coil that burns in your abdominal. Weakened eyes flutter back with a roll with an intensity that has you seeing stars under the lights of a new audience, the recurring surge of heat inflames your body, shaking waves of trembles throughout it. Mattheo grabs your chin to make you gaze up. “Look at me.” His voice is husky and hoarse, his eyes glued to you and your unravelling. “Merlin, you’re such a mess.” 

The brink of your orgasm approaches, the pressure bursting at the edge and skirmishly your eyes blear glossy, squeezing shut. Mattheo senses the ultimate struggle you're battling with holding it in, and he increases the speed on the device, sending you withering and whimpering. Relishing in the mess that you are, he speaks granting you permission. “Go on cum for me baby.” 

A wave of relief consumes your body in a warm hue at the release of your ecstasy, muscles contracting in an array of pleasure. Head resting against the curve of the tub, sparks of light blur your vision as you moan his name. Mattheo’s mouth runs dry, enticingly captivated by the scene unfolding, his heart and cock throb simultaneously in a sweet vicarious possessiveness at his name, falling so euphonious.

Eyes swell with a darkened desire, he studies your spent form catching your breath with a heaving chest, his fingers dip swirling through your folds welcoming the quiet whimper you hum sensitively. 

Re-fiddling with the trigger of the device, he flickers over the switch in consideration, “You liked that huh?” His fingers persist dragging long strokes torturously through your slicked folds, engrossing himself in the quiver and jolts your pussy does while it clenches searching for friction. Delicately he continues and you watch unmoving to stop him, waiting with anguished patience and in trepidation for his next move. 

Mattheo’s punishments were never this straightforward, he was a man who enjoyed power, dominance and control. A simple delaying of your orgasm would never be enough to suffice him. With curious eyes and scrunched brows you dare to speak, “Yes..but I want you. Wanna be good for you Matty.”

A deep humorous laugh ruptures, engulfing the space making the hairs on your neck stand and a weighted sigh. His eyes hold challenge gleaming with sadisictic intent, and you know he finds your words improbable. “Wanna be good suddenly…not trying to butter me up are you baby?” 

Cocking a brow, his lips pull into a teasing grin indifferent to your atonement, his fingers rub the trigger of the device before he places it back down on your sensitive clit. “I think you liked it so much, it be mean of me not to let you have more, hm?” With a click he turns up the pressure hearing your breath catch in your throat. 

“Matty...fuck… I can't.” A whine of protest escapes you at the repeated throbbing vibrates, pulsating violently onto your swollen clit. Your pussy clenches agonizing at the sound of his dark snigger, twitching unremitting in rhythm with the shakiness of your thighs. He returns his fingers back to your pretty tits, groping the agile warmth of the curved skin of your breast. He toys determinedly squeezing, pinching, pulling at the sensitive buds. 

The loud messy cries you release spur his cock to twitch again in his trousers, pausing his movements, installing a change of action. He can hardly contain himself any longer, needing to rethink his punishment. Removing his hand and the excruciating toy, relishing in your aspirated breath of relief, he coos with a dark tone. “It’s okay baby, I got something better planned for you.” 

Instantly your body relaxes, slumping down into the silicone bath, his eyes stay drinking you in, trained on the movements of your chest heaving. So pretty, so worn out, but he’s not finished. He hums appreciatively, standing up revealing to you his growing hard on and unbuckles his belt, holding in the chuckle at your widening eyes. 

Though you look drained completely, he can see the desire swirling in your eyes, almost as if hypnotised in the need to please him. He grins, pushing his boxers down, showcasing to you what you’ve been craving. Releasing a small exhale, giving it a few pumps, smearing the pre-cum around the tip. 

“Now…Said you wanna be good for me, didn’t you. Sit up for’me.” His voice is low and authoritative, easily commanding your next move obediently as your weakened body perches up. He continues to pump, his eyes squeezing shut at the feel of his hand rubbing along his length. Watching greedily with dilated pupils, clear arousal displayed upon your face as you bite your lip, waiting eagerly for his next words. “Gonna be a good girl for daddy huh?” 

You nod instantly, forgetting he can’t see. He waits a second and at the lingering silence, he opens his eyes; his pupils blown wide, his head leaning down to gaze at you sitting so perfectly. “Use your words, princess.” 

Nodding again reflexivity, you pause at his raising brows and speak up, “Yes daddy, gonna be so good for you.” A satisfied grin has your core clenching again, making you whimper in your sensitive state.

“Good. Now, you’re going to be a clever girl for me,…turn on the vibrator.” A sense of panic is quickly contorted over your features, causing Mattheo to smirk when you obey him, despite your apprehension. “That’s it, go on, put it back on your greedy little cunt.”

His eyes darken, drinking in every taunting instruction he provides to you, enjoying the desperate daze expression on your pretty face, knowing how sensitive you must feel. The sweet sound of buzzing is pleasing to his ears, and the shortly followed whines. 

He steps closer, his shins pressing against the edge of the bath, his free hand threads in your hair, tugging hard, tilting your head back. The breathless pants of your open mouth make it easy for him to slide his cock between your lips. He gives a hitched sigh at the fulfillment of your warm throat engulfing his cock, a swell of pride surging through him as you moan, taking him fully. “That’s it, fuck-k.” 

His hips don’t waste any time jutting forwards taking what's his, as he thrusts his cock deeper, further down your throat. Tightening his hold in your locks, coiling around the strands in makeshift reigns helping to guide you. The sensations you feel from the vibrator on your swollen, overstimulated clit are enough on its own to have you struggling on weakened knees. Mixed with the glorious feeling of sucking his cock and gazing up, you’re captivated getting to see the sweet pleasure course through him listening to his sensual groans. 

“Fuck princess..such a fucking little slut taking me so well.” Your eyes flutter instantly at the trembling of your legs, widening them in a semi squat to achieve ultimate strumming pressure on your clit. He gazes down at you huskily, tugging your hair with a small jerk, when he notices your small stall of movements getting lost in the throbbing sensations. Eyes lift at the harsh pull, your gaze meeting his eyes as you focus on keeping your mouth agape for him to use. He smirks at your resilience cooing, “Atta girl..you’re doing so well baby.” 

He’s having a hard time controlling himself, at the babbling mess you’re becoming soaking his cock while you continue to suck him off. Liquid seeping from all places, his cock twitches in the warmth of your saliva filled mouth watching the drool dribble from your pretty lips. He bends, lowering his hand to clean your chin, caressing it, his fingers feeling the jutting of his cock against your cheeks. “Greedy little slut, you like being used like this don’t you.” 

A gag pulls from you at the deeper thrust and your eyes well with tears, reaching out to stabilize yourself, finding alleviation at the contact of his thighs, scraping your nails into his skin. He hisses at the pain, groaning at your gagging but doesn’t decrease his ravenous pace, his eyes flickering from your desperate eyes down to your greedy cunt leaking juices amongst the shaking of your legs. 

Your brows scrunch and more tears spill at the euphoria you're experiencing from both pleasuring him and yourself, a constant battle testing your concentration. Mattheo can see the turmoil your mouth is having in relaxing properly. Watching every muffled moan that pours from you, his eyes darkening satisfying when your eyes flutter closed before shooting back open quickly. “Fucking keep still brat, you’re getting exactly what you deserve, baby.”

The rise of your second orgasm commences upon you with shaking legs, pleading at Mattheo, you whine a whimper around his cock. He moans sensing the growing restless, “that’s it baby.. fuck you wanna cum, huh.” His hips twitch and he forces you forward, his thrusts growing sloppier. “Hold it. Hold it like a good girl, you don’t cum till I say so. That’s my fucking pussy and I say when you can cum.”

Streams of black tears spill the evidence of your wrecked makeup, vision blurring in and out of bliss. You moan at his words, nodding around his cock, sucking harder, hoping he’ll cum and let you. He groans, his hips jutting, “fuck..fuck fuck yeah that’s it..take it baby take it all” He’s spurting his cum down your throat with a curse of your name a moment later, squeezing his eyes shut clasping his hand around your head.

Forcing yourself to swallow, your whines fill the room louder again at the sheer force you require yourself to hold off from climaxing. Pulling back with an aching jaw, you cry, “Matty..fuck please.. I-I can’t -.”

“Go ahead baby.” Mattheo cuts you off, ensuring your permission, and watches with eager eyes at the shrill moan that leaves your mouth. His name, a treasure delight, gasped from your lips in the state of your climax. With a tired body, you slump down in the bath head resting on the edge, chest heaving, the oxygen filling your lungs burning. 

You make out his own deep breaths, a calmer demeanor washing over him as he stares at your exhausted state. He crouches down to rub your knee softly with a loving tenderness. “you good baby?” 

With a lazy grin at the floor, you lift a hand giving him a thumbs up, “mmmh more than satisfied." 

His eyes light, a cheeky grin spreading on his face with a deep chuckle and he squeezes your kneecap, “come here while I run us a bath” He leans forwards scooping you up to sit in his lap as he swishes his wand to get the water running. Soft kisses are peppered across your forehead, down your cheek and last, on your lips. Weakly you kiss him back, savouring the sweet fondness he pushes through at the meshing of your lips. 

“Missed you today, so you owe me a bunch of cuddles after that stunt.” The bath fills fast, and he maneuvers the two of you in as you give a loopy grin. Nestling back into his chest, safe arms wrapping around you, he plants another kiss and presses against your shoulder blade. 

Sighing softly, you mumble sheepishly, “Mmh yeah, sorry, I got caught up a little too well in relaxation.” 

His body vibrates behind you, “Mmh, yeah I’d say so. Let me catch up to your level then.” The two of you stay soaking up the relaxing atmosphere of spending the evening in the bath, with sweet giggles and kisses.

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"you what?"

ᥫ᭡Theodore Nott x F!Readerᥫ᭡

summary: accidentally drinking a lust potion, you asked your best friend Theo for help.

warning: smut, cursing, unprotected sex, size kink maybe? cream pie.

word count: 2.4k

18+only; minors don’t interact

“You what?” Theo’s eyes widened, you wanted him to do what? He wasn’t sure if this was a dream or not but if it was he didn’t want to wake up

Earlier that day , you had accidentally drank a lust potion. 

How, you might ask?

Well the boys (Enzo/ Mattheo) thought it would be funny to prank Draco by giving him a lust potion as payback for pranking them earlier that week

At lunch the 2 boys were there first, taking their usual spots they slip the potion to a bottle of Draco's favorite drink and placing it on the spot were Draco usually sits

One by one the group gets to the table ,leaving you and Draco left. 

Soon both of you walk in, but you seem to be in a rush

“Sorry guys I can’t stay and chat, I have to get back to studying, i’m just here to get some food to eat while studying” grabbing random things and the only drink you see left, you quickly stuff it in your purse

“Wait y/n!” Enzo saying frantically, giving Matt a worried look

You look up at Enzo as you start to zip up your bag. “Yeah?” 

“We were actually saving that for Draco, um- were having practice later and that’s his favorite”

“Omg I’m so sorry! Here-“ as your opening you bag Draco comes behind you , going to sit down 

“I actually got my own drink, y/n can have it” Dracos says while pulling out his drink from his bag,

Enzo’s and Mattheos’s eye widen.

“I- um, but we got it for you” Matt says with a bit of a shaky voice 

“Its fine, I don’t need it” as he waves his drink showing the 2 boys

“But-“ 

“Omg thank you Draco, I really have to go now guys see you later” you say as you're walking away before the boys have a chance to take away the drink.

Both Enzo and Matt try to call you back but you’re already gone, both freaking out inside. praying you don't find out what they did.

While studying in your dorm you couldn’t focus for more than 10 seconds. Thinking you might just be tired from all the studying you took a break. Getting up from your desk you head towards your bed. Laying in your bed you start to space out

At first it was all innocent thoughts, school, weekend plans but then they started to shift The only thing you could think of was pleasure. Thinking of a certain boy made your cunt throb, making your body hot

Your hand slowly creeps down to your shorts. Slowly playing with yourself imagining it was Theo’s fingers rubbing circles on your clit.

“Oh god Theo” you moaned 

but no matter how good it felt you couldn’t reach your climax. You were so needy and nothing was working. The rising heat from your body only made things more uncomfortable.

“God what is wrong with me, and why is it so hot” getting up from your bed you walk towards your desk, trying to find your drink, in hopes of it cooling you down . You picked up the bottle and before you can finish the drink you saw something written on the bottom of the bottle

“Payback- Enzo and Mattheo”

Your eyes widened with confusion. 

What?

Then you remembered how the drink was meant for Draco. 

everything started to make sense

This is why you were like this

You couldn’t even be mad at them, Your mind was clouded with the urge to get any satisfaction you could. all you wanted was any sort of pleasure but nothing was good enough. it started to get painful and a sudden thought popped in your head. Theo

he’d help right? He was really the only one you can go to. 

Your heart was racing at just the thought of Theo agreeing to help you out, being best friends all these years you had developed a crush on him, of course you never acted on it because you didn’t want to ruin your friendship 

Pacing back and forth your room, you finally decide to ask him for help. Nervously picking up your phone, you open Theo’s contact.

“Theo?”

“Hey Bella, what’s up?”

The nickname itself making you get butterflies.

 “Um- I need a favor, can you come over?”

“Of course, i'll be over in a few”

“Okay see you” hanging up the phone, your thoughts begin to consume you

What if he says no?

What if he laughs at your face and runs off

What if…

What if he says yes… 

Before you can continue, there was a knock on your door. That must be him. Slowly walking to your door, palms sweaty, you turn your door knob

“Hey, what did you need help with?” Theo goes in to give you a hug

Hugging him back, your nose is infused with his cologne  

God why does he always smell so good

He lets go and looks at you closely, he moves a strain of hair behind your ear to have a better look at you. His eyebrows frown, noticing your face is flustered and incredibly warm.

“Are you okay? Your face is warm” resting his hand on your cheek

“Yeah, um actually funny story-“ Quickly leading him to sit on the edge of your bed, holding his hands as you begin to explain

“Please just hear me out. I know it's odd ,but I have no one to go to,- just please-“ falling to your knees, begging.

“Hey hey, breathe. You know I'm here if you need anything. Now tell me, what’s up?” Theo's eyes looking at you with worry.

“Please I- I need you to fuck me” you blur out

That was the last thing Theo thought would come out of your mouth. 

You wanted him to what???

He was speechless, absolutely at a loss of words. jaw wide open

“Please, I'm sorry for asking you for this, I know it’s a lot and we’re best friends. But please I can’t take it anymore. I accidentally drank something that wasn’t meant to me and it had this effect on me. I’ve tried everything but nothing is working. I need your help please” your face heating up from embarrassment . I mean you only ever had the biggest crush on your best friend for years, but what you didn’t know was that so did Theo.

Theo had dreamt of the day he got to be with you.

How’d he spend hours pleasuring himself of the thought of you under him, on top of him and how good you’d take him in your mouth. God, was he hard the second you asked him to help you out.

How could he say no? 

Without another thought he picked you up from the floor. Sitting down back on your bed while you straddled his lap.

Looking into your eyes, moving a piece of your hair behind your ear, resting his hand on your cheek, he leaded in.  

Your soft lips on his, both whimpering into the intense kiss. Licking your bottom lip asking for access. You gladly gave it to him. 

Slowly rocking your hips on his clothed boner, trying to find any friction to satisfy you.

Slowly laying you down your bed, taking off your clothes until you were left in nothing but your matching black lace set. 

“Don’t worry Bella, i’ll take good care of you” Theo whispers as he starts to leave a trail of kisses down your body

“Theo please~” you pleaded, needing to feel something, anything.

“poor thing, you’ve must of been so uncomfortable for such a long time, don’t worry i’m here now”

He stopped to look at your lying body, face all flustered, messy hair. 

“God you’re so beautiful” he wasn’t lying, he’d always thought you were the most beautiful person he’d ever seen. Always jealous of your ex boyfriends because they got to be with you. But now it was his turn and he was going to give you the best you’d ever gotten, he was going to ruin every other guy you’ve been with. 

Slowly pulling your panties off, dick throbbing at the sight of your wet glistening pussy. Trying to ignore his throbbing cock and focus on you, he gives you a sweet smile. 

“You're soaking wet, so ready for me” leaving little kisses around your pussy, teasing. finally burying his face between your legs, painfully slow licks as he takes it in, savoring every moment. 

As soon as you felt his tongue, you became a whimpering mess.  

“Theo~ oh my god yes” moving your hand to his hair, giving it a little tug. 

Theo couldn’t hold it in anymore, he started to devour you. eating you out as if he’d never get this opportunity ever again

“You taste so fucken good” he groaned against your dripping core. The vibrations sending you waves of pleasure 

“More please, Theo! oh my god~” it felt so good, his tongue making you feel things you’ve never felt before with anyone else

“So polite, even when your so needy” Theo smirked as he sees how much of a mess you were for him

He starts so pump one of his fingering into you while eating you out. Soon enough you felt the feeling you were craving for

“M-so close, fuck Theo i’m so close”

He stops what he’s doing, getting up grasping on his zipper and undoing the button. Tugging his jeans and boxers off. 

“Theo? Why’d you stop? I was so close” you looked at him with teary eyes. you were so close, god why did he stop

“Sorry princess, I wanna be in you, want you cum on my cock” godddd was he hot

His cock strung out his pants hitting his stomach , you were lost for words. In no world was Theodore Nott small, he was big- huge even. you’ve never taken anything close to his size.

Theo noticed your starring

“Like what you see?” A smile tugged the corner of his lips

“Don’t worry you can take it, I know you can”

You nodded at his works 

He lined himself up to your pussy, tracing himself up and down, teasing you.

“You have no idea how long i've been wanting to do this for” 

“Fuck ,Theo please, please fuck me” you whined 

“Anything for you, love”

he slowly pushed himself into you. You both let out a loud moan. 

“fuck, your so tight” Theo was out of breath.

You felt so good around him that he never wanted this moment to end.

“fuck Theo your big” you said panting 

“You think you can take more?”

More???

“There’s more??” Looking at Theo with a disbelief face

He chuckled “i’m only have way”

“Don’t worry you can handle it, can’t you baby?”

“Mhm- yes yes, I can take it”

Pushing the reset of himself into you. bottoming you out. heavily breathing, getting comfortable with the feeling of him stretching you out. 

“good girl ,You’re doing so well for me, are you ready?”

“Yes! fuck-please move, please” you begged

Brining your legs above his shoulders and laying them there. Gripping your ankles to keep you steady as he started to thrust into you. Both a moaning mess

“Fuck fuck fuckkk, Theo-” your eyes roll back, arching your back.

“You feel so good Bella, oh god-“ panting 

“Your squeezing me tight- fuck”

One of his hands moving to your waist. fucking you harder now, unable to stop. His cock was so fucking good, hitting your g-spot every time.

“Fuck Theo just like that, don’t stop, don’t stop please!” Your hands holding onto your bed sheets as he rocks his hips.

“You like that huh? You like it when your best friend is pounding into you, god you look so beautiful, taking all of me like a good girl” he groans while leaving kisses on your ankle.

Your walls clenching at his words

He groaned again as he felt your cunt throb at his praise. 

“Oh you like being called a good girl don’t you?” letting go of your ankle to grip your jaw to make you look at him.

“Who's a good girl are you?” Theo says as he speeds up his thrusts

Looking at him with half lidded eyes “Yours, all yours!!~“ you moan

“That’s right all mine, no one can ever make you feel this good, isn’t that right love?”

 “Mhm only you, ah~ i'm so close”

“Cum for me baby, come all over my cock”

You were absolute bliss, god you’ve never seen fucked this good, yeah you’ve had other hookups but nothing can compared to this, to Theo

You moaned loudly, shutting your eyes as you reached your orgasm “im- im cumming!!” Your body shaking from the overwhelming feeling

The way your walls clenched from cumming made Theo on the verge of spilling. He continues to thrust into you through your first orgasm. He didn’t expect you make such a mess all over his dick, your cum spilling out of you as he thrusts into you

You felt Theo twitch inside of you, knowing he’s close you moved his hand from your waist to your breasts.

“Mmm so soft…” Theo whispered. leaning down, putting his tongue on your nipple, swirling it around. “Mmm Theo that feels good” throwing your head back from a little act. Theo was soon approaching his climax.  

“Fuckk- can I cum inside of you? please oh god I can’t hold it anymore, please? Fuck-” Theo begged as he tried to hold it in, waiting for you response 

“Yes!! fuck Theo cum inside me” you practically screamed as you felt you stomach tighten.

He let out a loud moan as he spilled his cum inside of you. You screamed as you felt his warm cum spilling in you, triggering your second orgasm.

Theo’s thrusts became sloppy, riding out both your highs. He pulled out and laid beside you. Dizzy and breathless, taking a moment to catch your breath.  Finally when you both got steady, you look up at Theo

“Thank you Theo, really”

“No need to thank me Bella, you can come to me for anything anytime” smiling at you.

crawling onto his lap you whispered into his ear “stay the night? I don’t think the drink has worn off just yet~”

This was going to be a long night for Theo.

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Slytherin Boys React: Free Use

If I disappear I come back nastier 🤷🏻‍♀️

You and your boyfriend have a free use agreement.

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, free use, CNC, degradation, oral (both), piv, fingering, breastplay, smut with no plot

Mattheo Riddle

Everyone knows Mattheo has an oral fixation. But not everyone knows that watching you put anything in your mouth drives him absolutely crazy. From biting your nails, to chewing on your pen, or sucking on a piece of candy. It drives the man feral. Feral.

After hours you two snuck into the girls bathroom so you could get ready for bed before staying the night in his dorm. You face the mirror brushing your teeth, you don’t notice the way he’s watching you. Gagging on your toothbrush lightly, a small white stream of toothpaste dripping down your lips. The way your pouty lips part as you bend over the sink to check your molars thoroughly.

Suddenly poking under your nightgown, he brushes his cock between your thighs. The smallest warning before he makes quick work of your panties and slides into your warm unsuspecting pussy. A muffled moan escapes your lip as he raises his brows in the mirror, shocked at how good it feels.

“Don’t stop baby” he whispers and you struggle to keep brushing as he thrusts lazily into you. Eyes staring only at your mouth even when you feel yourself clench around him. His focus is on thin line of toothpaste dripping out of your lips as he fucks you stupid.

Theodore Nott

“Mine”. That’s what Theo said as soon as you got to his room. Well he didn’t as much say it to you as he did to your breasts. He sat on his bed, his eyes immediately drawn to your chest highlighted by the little tank top you wore.

He reached his arms out for you and when you stood in front of him to give him a hug he immediately buried his face in your breasts.

“Mine…so beautiful” he muttered.

“Well hello to you too,” you begin to say laughing but he doesn’t respond. He is a man starved. His hands trail quickly from your back to the neckline of your top yanking it down. Yes our bra also becomes a casualty, they bunch at your waist biting into your skin. Immediately he licks a nipple. Swirling his tongue. Taking a little bite. Then the other. His hands squeeze softly, then possessively. Making you hiss at the pressure and moan when he sucks harder.

You feel the heat between your thighs building and your hips begin to keen forward as you moan.

“Mmm, Theo please,” you whine begging for more your pussy dripping needing to be touched. But he doesn’t hear you, he doesn’t care to hear you. He releases one of your nipples with a loud pop and looks up at you with swollen lips and eyes full of possession. It told you he was going to have you however he wanted.

“Mine.”

Enzo Berkshire

Your boyfriend had a way with words. He had a cute mouth, a charming mouth and every now and then a smart mouth. You had spent the better part of an hour listening to him chat and flirt with people at a party. Your friends, his friends, all genders. He couldn’t help it. He was just really that charming. It had managed to tick you off and arouse you all at the same time.

The party had left your mind feeling light and hazy but his behavior left a hot sting in your stomach. When you both stumbled into his dorm, his back hit he bed and he laid yawning.

“Must be exhausted after flirting all night,” you snapped not hiding aggravation in your tone.

Enzo only grinned like the charismatic little bastard he is, “really darling, don’t tell me you’re jealous” he practically purred knowing full and well you were. You made quick work of your panties sliding them down as she stood on the side of his bed.

“Not jealous just curious,” you teased as you began to climb in bed. He raised his eyebrow at you as your straddled his face.

“I’m curious if your mouth can do something that doesn’t piss me off,” your voice a mixture of frustration and lust. His hands found purchase on your hips as he pulls you onto his tongue. Eagerly he slides his tongue against you,his jaw moving aggressively. You feel him lightly suck on your clit as he rocks your hips against his face and your brain shortwires.

Draco Malfoy

You hadn’t even had time to fully form a thought about your transfiguration homework before Draco stuffed his cock in your mouth. You knew when his eyes looked like they did, cold and far away that it wasn’t time to give him any lip about it.

His quidditch loss had left him angsty. The veins on his hands protruding as threw his dirty uniform into the hamper. He only had a towel slung across his hips as he walked into his dorm. You sat at your desk about to open your textbook. The sight of you so calm, unfettered by his loss and so beautiful was almost maddening.

The towel laid on the floor, his hand cradled your jaw and he slid in. The thrusts were rough, you gagged softly as his other hand threaded into your hair. His lips parted, eyes unreadable, when he saw yours tear up as he pushed too far he finally let out a groan.

“There we go, pretty little slut” he let out in a breathy growl, “let me use you”.

Blaise Zabini

The metallic taste of the rings on his fingers on your tongue surprised you. You blinked your eyes open half awake. Your body had been flush against Blaise as you slept, unaware he had been staring for ten minutes dying to feel you.

When the saliva coated fingers dragged between your thighs, you let in a soft gasp. His other hand clamped your mouth as he softly teased your clit ignoring your whimpers. Hungry, searching finally when he felt you dripping and ready for him he yielded his touch. Shifting on top of you, his hand never left your mouth. He knew by the half lidded look in your eyes and the way your thighs spread open eagerly that you were needy.

He shoved his cock inside of you, burying it as deeply as he could as his face fell into your shoulder. His free hand pinning your hip so he could control the painfully slow and intense movement. He pushed you over the edge easily and when he finished he rolled back off of you leaving you dripping and breathless as he fell back asleep.

Tom Riddle

Many would assume that it would have been Tom who wanted to use you freely and not the other way around. True dominance for him, wasn’t taking you whenever he wanted. It was knowing he held your desire in the palm of his hand. Nothing made him happier than knowing that you needed him.

Tom was more than happy to lay nude on his bed, on arm behind his head and the other holding a book. The music he usually played while he studied replaced by the sounds of you moaning as you rode his cock eagerly.

Your skin glistened from effort, your cheeks flushed and breath heavy. Your whimpers and whines pleased him as he mulled over the Charm Theories text book in his hand. Only lowering it a moment to catch a glimpse of you trying to desperately chasing your high. You may be using his cock but he denied you the effort, the attention the friction you truly needed. And he loved it.

If you managed to fuck yourself to orgasm with your needy, pathetic movements he would be tickled. Amused. But he preferred you frustrated and desperate for later. Where he would have you on his own terms.

tested positive for needing a kiss