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a harmless skincare night with pansy turns very amusing the second the boys barge inâbecause apparently face masks are fascinating when youâre a group of nosy slytherins. everythingâs all laughs and banter until you put one on theodore and lorenzo and suddenly mattheoâs sulking in the corner like the worldâs grumpiest, most possessive boyfriend.
đˇď¸ 2.7k â skincare shenanigans, soft + silly, jealous mattheo (and dramatic about it), pansy is the queen of girlsâ nights, everyoneâs glowing by the end (except mattheo, who is still pouting)
Your dorm was a whirlwind of scattered pillows, a blanket thrown half off the bed, and a plate of biscuits sitting prettily on the nightstand, all in anticipation for girlsâ night. The room smelled faintly of lavender from the candle burning by the window, and you were doing your best to make it look cozy and inviting.
But of course, your boyfriend had other ideas.
Mattheo Riddle was sprawled lazily across your bed like he belonged there, curls tousled, shirt untucked, his expression the perfect blend of smug and unbothered. You were already halfway through trying to shove him toward the door, but he wasnât cooperating in the slightest.
âMattheo,â you huffed, pressing against his shoulder. âOut. Now. Pansyâs going to be here any second and if she finds you here, I swear sheâllââ
âTalk my ear off about how handsome I am?â he cut in, grin stretching across his face.
You rolled your eyes, trying to bite back your laugh. âThatâs not what sheâll say.â
But before you could get another word out, he hooked his arms around your waist and pulled you flush against him. The air in your lungs escaped in a surprised squeak as you stumbled forward, landing against his chest. His warmth enveloped you instantly, steady heartbeat thumping beneath your palms where they pressed against him.
âMattheo,â you warned again, though your voice was already softening.
âMhm?â His voice was low, that teasing drawl he knew made you shiver. He dipped his head, his lips brushing along the slope of your neck. âYou sure you want me to leave?â
Your breath hitched. He kissed down the curve of your shoulder, slow and deliberate, like he had all the time in the world. His curls tickled your skin, and you felt yourself melting even as you tried to resist.
âYouâreâŚâ You giggled, trying to sound stern, but the laugh spilled out anyway. âYouâre impossible.â
âConvincing,â he murmured against your skin, his smile brushing your collarbone. âThatâs the word youâre looking for. Youâre already smiling, love. You canât fool me.â
You tipped your head back, letting out another laugh as your fingers pushed weakly against his chest. âI am not convinced. Stop itâMattheo, I mean it!â
But your stern tone was useless, completely undercut by the way you were giggling, your lips twitching into a grin no matter how hard you tried to hold it back.
He leaned back just enough to look at you, his pout exaggerated, lips soft and full, his brown eyes gleaming with mock woundedness. âYouâre really sending me away? When I could be right here, keeping you company?â
You snorted, shaking your head. âKeeping me distracted, you mean.â
âDistracted, happyâitâs all the same, isnât it?â He tightened his hold around your waist, making you squeal as you wriggled against him.
âMattheo,â you said again, half laughter, half plea, âif Pansy sees you hereââ
And right on cue, the door creaked open.
Pansy stood in the doorway, her arms folded, a slow smirk curving across her lips as her gaze swept over the scene: you pressed against Mattheo, his arms around your waist, his mouth far too close to your neck.
âWell,â she said with delight, âI didnât realize your boyfriend was a girl, darling. Explains so much.â
You broke into helpless laughter, hiding your face in Mattheoâs chest, while his head snapped up, scandalized.
âI am very manly,â he grumbled, glaring at Pansy like sheâd just insulted his entire family tree, which at many occassions she has.
Pansy breezed past you both and flopped onto your bed with a sigh. âIf you say so.â
You were still laughing as you reached up, brushing a curl from Mattheoâs forehead, your heart twisting at how sulky he looked. âDonât pout. Youâll ruin your very manly image,â you teased before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.
He froze for half a second, eyes flicking to yours like he wasnât expecting it, before that smug smile slid right back onto his face. âMm. Thatâs better.â
You pushed him gently toward the door, whispering, âGo,â even as he dragged his feet like a child being sent to bed.
Finally, you managed to close the door behind him. You turned back to Pansy, holding your fingers up in a countdown to three, when the door cracked open again just when you put your third finger down.
You didnât even have time to say anything before Mattheo swooped back in, catching your face between his hands and kissing you. His lips lingered a moment too long, and when he pulled back, his grin was wicked.
âI knew it,â you whispered, giggling into his smile.
Pansy groaned, grabbing the nearest pillow and hurling it across the room. It smacked Mattheo square in the back, making him laugh as he darted out the door again.
âWorth it,â he called through the crack before it shut.
You were still giggling, cheeks warm, your lips tingling, when Pansy propped herself up on one elbow and sighed. âDisgusting. Absolutely sickening. Iâm getting cavities just looking at you.â
And yet, when you sat beside her, still smiling helplessly, she nudged you with her foot and smirked. âBut I suppose he does adore you.â
Your face burned, but you didnât deny itânot when your heart was still racing from the way he kissed you like he couldnât help himself.
Pansy had already claimed the comfiest spot on your bed, hair tied back with a ribbon that looked a little too perfect to be âcasual.â You were perched beside her with your legs tucked under you, both of you giggling as you tore open the little packets of sheet masks.
âOkay,â Pansy declared, smoothing hers onto her face with precision, âif I donât wake up tomorrow looking like Iâve been kissed by Aphrodite herself, Iâm suing this company.â
You laughed, nearly snorting as you tried to press your own mask into place without ripping it. The cool serum made you shiver, and you caught sight of the two of you in the mirrorâmatching sheet masks, hair pulled back, sitting cross-legged with bowls of popcorn between you.
âStunning,â you said flatly, tilting your chin. âAbsolutely breathtaking. No wonder Mattheoâs in love with me.â
Pansy cackled. âOh, darling, if he saw you right now, heâd weep.â
As if summoned by fate itself, a knock rattled the door.
Pansy groaned, rolling her eyes so hard you swore she saw her brain. She slid off the bed with a sigh. âOh, it must be the plate of dumbass we ordered.â
You were still laughing into your hands when she swung the door openâonly to reveal not just Mattheo, but Lorenzo, Theodore, Draco, and Blaise clustered behind him.
Pansyâs smirk was instantaneous. âOh look,â she said sweetly, stepping aside, âour dumbass came with a side of extra dumbasses.â
The boys blinked once, twiceâthen immediately burst into laughter the second they got a good look at you and Pansy in your masks.
âOh, bloody hell,â Draco wheezed, clutching his stomach. âWhat happened to your faces?â
Theodore leaned against the doorframe, grinning lazily. âDonât tell me this is the latest Hogwarts beauty trend.â
Lorenzo cupped his hands around his mouth like he was announcing it to the castle. âBreaking news: Slytherin witches spotted looking like cursed porcelain dolls.â
And Mattheo? He was doubled over, tears in his eyes, unable to breathe properly between his howls of laughter. âMerlinâsweetheartâyou look like youâre wearing a second faceâoh gods, I canâtââ
You groaned, dragging a pillow over your masked face. âYouâre all the worst.â
Pansy, however, remained unbothered. Her lips curled into a slow, wicked grin as she glanced at you sideways, her eyes glittering with mischief. You met her gaze, instantly recognizing that look.
Blaise, sharp as ever, caught it too. His smile faltered. âWait. Wait, no. Oh, no, no, no. Theyâre doing it. Theyâre giving each other the look.â
The laughter from the others faltered as Blaise raised both hands like he was about to face down a feral beast. âBoys, abort mission. Run for your bloody lives.â
But before a single one of them could make a move, you whipped your wand from the nightstand and flicked it at the door. It slammed shut with a resounding thud, the lock clicking into place as Pansy sauntered back toward the bed with the air of someone whoâd just won a duel.
The boys scrambled, Draco and Blaise rattling the handle uselessly, Theodore muttering something about traps, Lorenzo actually trying to pry open the window, and Mattheo still trying to stifle his laughter even as he tugged at the locked door.
âDid you really,â Pansy purred, sliding back onto the bed with a smug tilt of her head, âthink weâd let you leave girlsâ night unscathed?â
You peeled the pillow off your face, grinning wickedly through your sheet mask. âOh no, no, no. Youâre staying. Every last one of you. And if you laugh againââ you pointed your wand at them menacingly, though your voice was bubbling with laughter, ââIâll hex you into matching masks.â
The silence that followed was glorious, broken only by Lorenzo whispering to Blaise, âI told you not to knock.â
Blaiseâs head snapped around, eyes wide. âYou told me? Are you joking? Youâre the one who said, âOh, come on, whatâs the worst that could happen?ââ
âThat was rhetorical!â Lorenzo hissed back, waving his arms. âI didnât actually meanââ
âMerlinâs beard,â Draco cut in, pinching the bridge of his nose, âthis is the worst that could happen. Trapped. With these two. Wearing masks. Do you even realize what theyâre capable of?â
Theodore leaned lazily against the wall. âThe great Slytherin dynasty, brought to its knees by skincare products.â
You and Pansy shared another wicked look.
âSee!â Blaise jabbed his finger at the two of you, whispering urgently. âTheyâre doing it again. The look. The glance. The plotting. Someone do something!â
Lorenzo shoved him. âDonât look at me, itâs your faultââ
âMy fault?!â Blaise nearly choked. âYou dragged me here!â
âOh, and I suppose Draco came willingly?â Lorenzo shot back.
âDonât bring me into this,â Draco muttered, glaring at the door handle like he could burn it off.
Theodore smirked. âIf anyoneâs to blame, itâs Mattheo.â
That made everyone turn at once.
Mattheo, who was still grinning like an idiot, arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the wall like he was having the best night of his life, froze when four sets of eyes landed on him.
âWhat?â he asked, blinking innocently.
Draco sneered. âThis entire mess started because youâre whipped, Riddle. You couldnât go one night without hovering around her, could you?â
âPathetic!â Blaise echoed, pointing like heâd cracked the case.
âWhipped,â Theodore added with a grin.
âUtterly,â Lorenzo finished, shaking his head in mock disappointment.
Mattheoâs jaw dropped as he looked at them, scandalized. âWhipped?! I am notââ
âOh, darling, donât pout,â Pansy cut in sweetly, mimicking your earlier words as she smeared a second mask onto her hand like war paint. âYouâll ruin your very manly image.â
Your giggles broke loose, and Mattheo whipped his head back toward you. You were trying and failing to hide behind your sheet mask, your shoulders shaking.
The boys groaned in unison.
âPathetic,â Draco muttered.
âWhipped,â Theo repeated under his breath.
âUtterly,â Blaise sighed.
Mattheo just rolled his eyes and crossed the room to stand at your side, sliding an arm around your waist with deliberate smugness. âIf Iâm whipped,â he murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple through your mask, âat least Iâm whipped for the right girl.â
The collective groan from the boys was deafening.
Pansy clapped her hands. âLovely. Now that thatâs settled, whoâs first for a mask?â
The panic in their faces was priceless.
Pansy had Draco pinned in the corner with a sheet mask halfway plastered onto his scowling face, Blaise was groaning dramatically as she dabbed serum onto his forehead, and you⌠well, you had your sights set on Theodore and Lorenzo.
âAbsolutely not,â Theodore said flatly, trying to step back, but you caught him by the sleeve.
âOh, absolutely yes,â you sing-songed, holding the mask packet aloft like a weapon. âGirlsâ night rules: no exceptions.â
Theodore sighed in long-suffering defeat. âThis is the lowest moment of my life.â
âDonât worry, darling,â you teased, smoothing the mask over his face with gentle precision. âYou look beautiful.â
He deadpanned through the eye-holes. âI hope you trip on your shoelace tomorrow.â
Before you could laugh, Lorenzo stepped forward with an eager grin. âMy turn, my turn! Come on, princess, make me gorgeous.â He batted his lashes at you so ridiculously you nearly dropped the mask.
Mattheo, who had been leaning against the wall watching with faint amusement, immediately stiffened. His arms crossed tighter over his chest, his jaw flexing.
âAlright, hold still,â you said to Lorenzo, pressing the mask onto his face bit by bit.
âAhh, the touch of an angel,â Lorenzo groaned theatrically, clutching his heart. âIf I faint, itâs only because your beauty overwhelmed me.â
Pansy snorted so hard she nearly ruined Blaiseâs mask. Theodore cackled despite himself.
And Mattheo? He looked like he was one second away from throttling his best mate.
âOh, darling,â Lorenzo cooed, leaning toward you as you smoothed the mask along his cheek, âyou have the softest hands. Are you sure you donât want to ditch Riddle andââ
âEnzo,â Mattheo snapped, his voice sharp enough to cut glass.
Lorenzo winked at you through the mask holes. âSee? Heâs jealous already.â
âJealous?â Mattheo scoffed, but his sulky posture gave him awayâarms crossed, head tilted, lips pressed in a thin line as he glared absolute murder from the corner like the worldâs grumpiest, most possessive boyfriend.
You bit back a laugh, patting Lorenzoâs cheek. âThere. Perfect.â
âPerfect?â Mattheo muttered under his breath.
Lorenzo, of course, wasnât done. He threw himself to his knees dramatically, clutching your hands. âPerfect, she says! Oh, my dearest love, say it again!â
You glanced at Mattheo, trying not to laugh, and Pansyâoh, clever Pansyâcaught it instantly. She whipped around and smirked. âOh, donât mind him. Heâs just jealous Lorenzoâs stealing his thunder.â
âI told you I'm not jealous,â Mattheo snapped, scowling deeper.
âOh, please,â Blaise muttered. âYouâre one second away from hexing Lorenzo into next week.â
âI should,â Mattheo grumbled, still glaring at Lorenzo, who was now blowing you exaggerated kisses through his sheet mask.
âDarling,â Lorenzo crooned, clutching at his chest again, âtell meâam I more radiant than Mattheo now? Do I glow brighter in your eyes?â
That earned a collective groan from everyone.
But the way Mattheo practically sprang to his feet at that question had you giggling so hard you nearly dropped the next mask packet.
âAlright, Riddle,â Pansy said with a smirk, handing you another mask, âbetter step up. Youâre losing ground.â
âAlright, enough of that.â You rolled your eyes fondly and picked up the last mask. Mattheo tried to look disinterested, but his eyes followed your every move.
When you finally stood before him, he raised an eyebrow, feigning boredom. âSo, I get one too, then?â
âOf course,â you said softly, peeling the mask open.
And instead of the brisk, clinical way youâd done the others, you placed his mask with care. One hand on his cheek, the other smoothing the sheet over his jaw. And every time you pressed the mask against his skin, you leaned forward and placed a quick kiss to the spot.
On his forehead. A kiss.
On his cheek. A kiss.
On the bridge of his nose. A kiss.
On the corner of his mouthâlingering, just long enough to make his smug grin bloom.
The room erupted.
âMerlin, Iâm going to be sick,â Draco groaned, yanking at his mask.
âAbsolutely disgusting,â Theodore declared.
âDonât ever do that again in front of me,â Blaise muttered, covering his eyes.
And gasped, staggering back like heâd been stabbed. âAfter all we shared, princess? You betray me like this?! Right in front of me?!â
Pansy was wheezing into a pillow, tears streaming down her face.
But Mattheo? Mattheo was glowing smugger than he ever had, mask plastered to his skin, your lipstick prints scattered across his face. He slid his arm around your waist and smirked at the boys.
âWhipped?â he said, smirking down at them. âWorth it.â
âPathetic,â Draco muttered under his breath, face already half-covered in a mask by Pansy.
Theodore chuckled. âWhipped.â
âUtterly,â Blaise added with a grimace.
But Mattheo didnât care. Not when he got to sit there, smug and glowing, while you kissed him into the worldâs happiest, smuggest dumbass with a sheet mask plastered to his face.
a/n: this one was inspired by that skincare trend i kept seeing everywhere, and honestly it was too perfect not to turn into a fic. + this idea got the most votes out of the pollâso here it is! donât dwell too much though, because iâll be releasing the other ones soon too !
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summary; Your boyfriend, Mattheo loses a game of kiss or dare. After a passionate kiss between him and Enzo, youâre left with curiosity for Lorenzoâs lips.
words; 3k
warnings; matty x enzo, suggestive content but no smut, cussing, kissing, poly themes, sharing. In my canon Enzo and Mattheo are never related- they do not have the same mom in this universe or any universe I write them in!
notes; this has been eating my brain so enjoy <3 feedback is appreciated!
The rules are simple- do the dare or you have to kiss somebody in the group thatâs playing. Since Pansy came up with this ridiculous game a couple months back, itâs been played in this common room a thousand times.
 Itâs always a night like this, a dimly lit fire burning in the cobblestone pit behind a group of you and your bestest mates in Slytherin. A bottle or two is being passed around, making everyone feel nice and easygoing. Thatâs usually when the suggestion for kiss or dare comes up.
 Something about the alcohol mixed with the excitement and mystery of possibly kissing one of your best friends makes it a very enticing game when you all sit here alone- only the fireplace and small lamp lighting your vicinity.Â
 âTheo- come on!â Pansy complains from her seat on the floor beside you.Â
 A groan emits from the other side of the room. âIâm almost done!â Theo shifts in his seat for a moment before standing quickly to attention. He shoots a grin towards her direction and promptly walks over. A joint, filled to the brim with muggle weed is presented in the palm of his hand for everyone to see. âRolled.â He declares with a proud huff.
 âSnape is gonna smell it in the morning when he comes in here.â Your boyfriend Mattheo lets out a sigh, fighting the shit eating grin that threatens his lips.Â
 âFuck it- who cares?â Theo laxly shrugs his shoulder before walking over to the burning fire place for a light.Â
 Pansy had dared Theo to light a joint in the middle of the common room and smoke it- something heâll probably get screwed for later. But as per usual, Theo doesnât care. Youâve learned that he will truly do anything if heâs dared to. Itâs safe to say that Theo hasnât locked lips with anyone in the history of kiss or dare.Â
 A chuckle or two can be heard, which only fuels him further. As carefully as he can, Theo lights the joint with the fire burning in the fire place. Once itâs lit he walks back over to the lot of you on the ground- a prideful smile spread across his face. Without a word he brings it up to his lips and takes a drag once heâs sure everyone is watching from the floor. Smoke fills the room, the cherry of the joint lighting up the dimly lit space.
 âSo whoâs next?â Are the only words that left his mouth before the group bursts into a fit of laughter. He quickly takes a seat next to Enzo- who has been sat in the circle across from you and Mattheo. The joint gets handed off to Enzo, starting its cycle through the rotation of half consumed liquor bottles.Â
 âOne day Iâll get you to say no to something and then youâll have to kiss me.â Pansy grumbles sarcastically before taking a swig from the bottle in her hand.Â
 Theo makes a face at her and they both laugh- clearly already too far gone for the night. In fact, the more you look around at your friends⌠theyâre all there along with them. The longer you sit, the more you feel yourself inching closer as well- yet you still accept the joint being passed to you. Â
 âMatty!â Theo says in a sing song tone, his attention now directed right towards your boyfriend sitting next to you. âItâs your turn.â An almost diabolic laugh comes from his throat.Â
 Mattheo rolls his eyes before sitting forward to lock in. âMerlin- yeah.â His face sits in his hands for just a moment before making eye contact with Theo and accepting his fate. âLay it on me.â
 You could tell from your lovers expression that he was feeling it just as much as the rest of them, so thereâs no way Theo could come up with something bad enough for him to declineâŚ
 âI dare you to go wake Draco up in a fucked up way- or you have to kiss Enzo.â Theo bites back a chuckle as he gives Mattheo his dare, a mischievous glint in his eye.Â
 You watch as the boy next to you stiffens- eyes going wide as saucers. You also were quite shocked- sure, at first that sounds like nothing but⌠is it really? Draco had just went to bed an hour earlier, drunk as a skunk with an awful headache. Itâs well known that the blonde doesnât take very kindly to being woken up, especially abruptly. But in these conditions? Mattheo may not make it out of that alive.Â
 You look over at Theo as Mattheo is left speechless, only to see a smirk staring back at you from Enzoâs lips.Â
 âAre you trying to get me killed or?-â This may sound like a dramatic question for your boyfriend to be asking but no body wants to deal with that version of Draco Malfoy for the foreseeable future.Â
 Theo laughs along with Pansy from beside you. Then you hear a chuckle that sounded like Enzoâs. âWhat? You donât have to do it, you could always just kiss Enz.â The laughing proceeds higher as Theo teases Mattheo.
 You now canât help but also let out a laugh, watching Mattheo become flustered. Any of your friends would know that what happens in kiss or dare stays in kiss or dare and a little kiss between your boyfriend and one of his best friends wouldnât upset you. Mattheo knows this too as you can practically see the cogs turning in his pretty little head, weighing the options of waking up the beast or kissing his mate.Â
 From what you can see, Enzo is slightly amused and almost seems to enjoy the fact that Theo chose him. You wouldnât put it past him in the state he is in- he wants Mattheo to kiss him. When Enzo is drunk heâs been known to kiss just about anybody who wants it.
 Itâs just a moment before Mattheo goes to speak again and seal the dare. A quiet sigh passes through his lips before any words can- his thoughts getting caught in his throat. It seems like he has made his decision but remains hesitant with sharing.
 âIf you wake Draco up, youâll never hear the end of it.â Pansy retorts from next to you through the patient silence that filled the room as you all waited for Mattheo to speak. She also seems to want this kiss to happen.
 All this does is make the curly headed brunette groan aloud and cross his arms. âYeah whatever-â he shrugs his shoulders with another annoyed huff. âYou got me.â Youâve always known your boyfriend to be a competitive person and youâre sure the idea of losing the game is what burns him the most. Heâs the first out of him and Theo to crack and accept the kiss.
 âThis means you gotta kiss Enzo!â Theo shouts and immediately points a teasing finger in Mattheoâs direction. He smirks wide and sly, accepting the crown of kiss or dare king while all his friends erupt in amused laugher around him.Â
 You decide to look back at Enzo through all the chaos of their drunk commotion. Theo, Blaise and Pansy continue to gawk at Mattheo- who by now is red as a cherry but trying to keep face. Enzo however is sat back on his hands, a satisfied expression on his face.Â
 His smirk was different than before, now that heâs sure Mattheo has to kiss him⌠he seems more excited.Â
 You watch as their eyes meet, in fact you could feel their eyes meet- it was electric. You were surprised to see Mattheo fold beneath Enzoâs gaze, his mouth hesitating to part and form words.
 âYou wanna kiss me, Matty?â Enzo asks in a lewd and confident way, like he had been waiting to say it. He watched your boyfriend shift in his seat at his question and squirm beneath his flirtatious nature. Just like he wanted.Â
 You never took Enzo as completely straight, youâve seen him kiss a male ravenclaw or two after a few drinks but the way he looked at Matty made you feel like he really wanted it. Maybe it was the taboo of kissing his friend- in front of said friends girlfriend at that, but he seemed into it.Â
 He gets up from his position on his hands and leans in towards the center of the medium sized circle you all had formed earlier in the night. âI can kiss you if you want.â His voice was smooth, almost causing a blush to appear on your own cheeks and match the boy next to you.Â
 Mattheo opens his mouth again, the struggle for words showing across entire expression. This time though, he speaks. âIf your gonna kiss me just do it-âÂ
 With a quick shuffle forward, Enzoâs long torso is leaning over your boyfriends where he sits. His hands grasp the sides of Mattheoâs face once he is comfortably sat in front of him, leaning over the space between them.
 Itâs quick before you register that Enzoâs lips are pressed against Mattheoâs, hands gripping the sides of his jaw and neck. The kiss was anything but a peck as their lips molded together.Â
 Pansy lets out a soft gasp, followed by a giggle from the other side of this view before you. A small blush does creep onto your cheeks this time, a blush your sure is on her cheeks as well but your eyes are too trained on the their lips to check.Â
 Mattheoâs eyes flutter closed the moment Enzo connected their lips. He seemed to relax under his hands, like it felt good. His hands that were formally up in a nervous defense had fallen to his sides like a rag doll- heâs fully submitted to Enzoâs kiss.Â
 They stay like this for a moment, moving together in sync. The room had went silent, in shock probably. You on the other hand were feeling all kinds of things from what you were watching.Â
 Enzo gave him one last yearning movement of his lips before pulling away with a quiet pop. There was no rule on how long you had to kiss someone if you lose a game of kiss or dare but no body expected the kiss to be that long and passionate. That kiss almost made you wanna kiss Enzo.Â
 Everyone watched as Enzo took his seat back next to Theo like nothing had happened, like he didnât just rock Mattheoâs world in front of the entire friend group. âYouâre a good kisser, Matty.â He speaks affectionately, a short moment of embarrassment showing in his eyes as they dart away, but his grin returns.Â
 Mattheo coughs on nothing, filling the space of his own embarrassment. He looks now over to you, it had taken a few moments to gain courage to do so but when he finally did, your expression bewildered him.Â
 This man knows you better than you probably know yourself, so thereâs no sense hiding any emotion from your face. You liked it. You obviously really liked what you had just seen. His eyes widen as he makes this realization.Â
 âYouâre such a whore, Enz.â Theo practically chokes out his words, taking a swig of liquor to stop his fits of obnoxious laughter. âAnd you liked it!â He motions to Mattheo in a dramatic way.Â
 This would usually make you laugh as well, but all you can do is stare at Mattheo with eyes of intrigue. Youâd accepted the pool of warmed that has entered your tummy, and you may also have to accept that itâs because of your boyfriend kissing a hot guy in front of you.
 Mattheo lets out a short chuckle- looking you up and down in amazement due to your depravity. âYeah, maybe I did like it a little bit.â He responds to Theo, however still keeping eye contact with you. He scoots over and leans in, diminishing all space between you two. âI think you liked it a little bit too.âÂ
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 A week passes and the image of Enzo kissing your boyfriend has still not left your mind. Late at night it seems to find itself in the forefront of your mind- sending your imagination to places you donât want to admit to anybody. Since that game of kiss or dare youâd be lying if you said you canât look at Enzo the same.Â
 The veins in his hands, his teeth when he smiles, the smell of his cologne as he walks by- these were all things about Lorenzo you didnât think about twice just last week.
 You know Mattheo can see it too, the look in your eyes when Enzo speaks to you and the way you look at the two boys when they are together. You havenât decided yet however how Enzo feels about any of it, or if he even feels anything at all. Can he tell you want him?
 Mattheo and you never spoke further about the kiss they shared, part of you hopes that he doesnât notice that your thoughts and curiosities still linger but the other part of you wants to see more.Â
 It wasnât until today, when you sat in yet another circle with that same group of friends on a late Friday night. That same fire is burning in the fireplace and everyone around you is drowning their school sorrows in the bottle and smoke. What better than a game of kiss or dare?Â
 The game is fun and easy until itâs your turn. You now find everyoneâs eyes on you as they wait for you Mattheo, who is again sitting next to you- to choose your dare. Waiting for him to decide your fate is gruelingly slow and is bringing all of your nerves to a boil.Â
 When he does finally decide his face lights up and you know youâre screwed. He lets out a short cackle before the words spill from his tongue in anticipation. âI dare you to cut Pansyâs hair off with scissors while she sleeps. If you donât- you gotta kiss Enzo.âÂ
 A gasp practically leaves you, did you just hear him right? Merlin knows that youâd never want to upset your best friend Pansy. Right now sheâs probably sleeping like an angel and the last thing youâd want to do is ruin her life like that. Mattheo knows good and well that if you did something like that it would be detrimental. Thereâs simply no way youâd cut off Pansyâs hair while sheâs sleeping!Â
 âMattheo!â You practically yelled, your hand reaching to swat him. âYou know I wouldnât do that!â Amusement covers his face but you are not amused.Â
 âOh yeah?â Your mates stay out of it while Mattheo speaks. âThen kiss Enzo.âÂ
 You scowl until his words set in, the reality sets in. You realize whatâs going on. Your face drops, eyes darting over to Enzo in a heartbeat. Merlin- that same smirk from last week appears to be on his face once more.Â
 âEnz? Can you do that?â You hear from next to you- Mattheoâs voice smooth with confidence.Â
 Your eyes shoot back to your boyfriend in disbelief. âYknow, since she wonât do the dare.â He smirks as he speaks to Enzo but keeps his eyes trained on you.Â
 Cheeks burning red, eyes wide- you watch everyone around you watch Mattheo in surprise. As far as everyone is concerned, Mattheo has always come off as a jealous individual who wouldnât share but what they donât know is that since the kiss he has also not been able to stop thinking about it.
 The idea had come to his mind a few days ago. Heâd set you up for failure so that just like him, youâd have to kiss Enzo because admittedly he wants to see it. He wants to watch one of his best friends kiss his girlfriend.Â
Enzo watches the two of you look at each other- heâs starting to understand what may be going on here. No body is safe from the Berkshire charm, not even his closest friends. âI can do that.â He finally responds.
 This makes everyoneâs eyes dart straight for him, including your own. You both locked eyes for a moment, a moment that would continue- because now that he has you, he wonât let go.Â
 âCan I kiss you?â This makes your heart stop for just a moment. No amount of confidence could save you in that moment, all that you can do is nod in agreement.
 His grin widens as you nod your head softly- but he wonât take that for an answer. âUse your words, please.â His politeness is faux, a ruse to come off as more gentle and sweet than he really is.Â
 âY-yeah. You can kiss me.â It spills from your mouth like word vomit, nerves pushing them out the door. You can feel Mattheoâs eyes boring into the two of you speaking in front of him. Heâs watching like a hawk.
 This time, Enzo accepted that answer and just like he did with Mattheo, makes a swift movement towards you. Before you know it- heâs in front of you, hands coming up to hold your small face in his large hands.Â
 âI want you to kiss her just like how you kissed me, Enzo.â This comment from Mattheo, along with the proximity of you and Enzo made that pool return to your stomach, hotter and larger than before. The knot in your gut ached at the feeling of his warm fingers brushing against your skin- rubbing small circular patterns.
 âItâs almost like you wanted this. I think Matty knows that.â He mutters, only loud and eligible enough for you to hear, just a soft whisper but you hear him clearly. This is the last thing he says before colliding his lips with your own.
 It felt just as erotic as you had imagined. His lips are soft, warm and move at the perfect speed to make you yearn for more. A moan threatened to choke from your throat but you swallowed it back down, remembering you are surrounded by your mates.Â
 He kisses you with the same passion he showed your man. Exactly what you and Mattheo both secretly wanted. Enzo is just happy to oblige, intrigued by your sudden interest in his lips after seeing them on Mattheoâs.Â
 The kiss felt like forever but in a good way, in a way that makes you wish it never ended. He hesitated when pulling away, like he indeed felt the same.Â
 Mattheoâs presence grew closer as he leaned in, your eyes still trained on Enzo in both shock and desire. Your boyfriendâs breath graced your neck as he spoke, sending goosebumps across your already sensitive skin.Â
His voice woven with silk and suggestion. âHeâs a good kisser⌠isnât he?âÂ
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