𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼

TW: pinv, slight!choking, neck sucking!

Ravenclaw vs. Slytherin —83:43— they lost by 20 points exactly, now you’re the one paying the price. Not like you’re complaining, right?

Right now you’re stuck under your hot sweaty boyfriend, Theodore, and he’s pounding into you, almost as if you were the reason he lost today.

“Fuck, Teddy,” your moan sounds more like a groan since Theo is pushing your head so far into the pillows you might push a hole through the bed, not to mention the incredibly loud slapping coming from his cock being so deep in you that you start seeing stars.

“You…look…so beautiful like this, fuck,” his reckless pace not faltering.

“You know how badly I needed this, cara mia?” His hand now finding its way to your neck and lifting you till your back is touching his chest, now whispering these sweet nothings into your ear, pace still hard but steady.

“Those fucking Ravenclaws, I train so hard just to be beat by a bunch of amateurs.” The hand placed on your neck squeezes tighter, while his free hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing slow circles.

“Teddy, m’gonna…cum!” A familiar not starts to form in the pit of your stomach as he goes faster.

“Cum, bella, I need it, fuck, please, cum,” he starts sucking on your neck leaving beautiful deep red marks.

As you cum you feel his once calculated pace start to falter and in just a few rough thrusts he’s cumming deep inside you.

“Fuck, cara mia, thank you.”

No, thank the Ravenclaws.

It’s 6:00am when your alarm goes off. You’re a light sleeper so just the buzzing of your phone near your face is enough to get you up. You turn off your alarm and look at the beautiful, half naked, boy in front of you. His soft brown curls framing his face so perfectly that it almost upsets you that anyone can look this good while sleeping. Almost.

You get up from the shared bed and head to the bathroom.

A few moments pass while brushing your teeth when you feel warm, firm hands wrap around your waist.

“Bella? Why’d you leave me?” (pretty)

His hooded eyes looking at you through the mirror.

“Sorry, Theo. We have to get ready for class.” you say, half muffled, rising out my toothpaste.

“Al diavolo le lezioni.” (fuck going to class)

You sigh, not wanting to admit how tired you are from last nights events and turn and face him.

“Fine, but you must promise we will not get off that bed for the rest of the day. You hear me?” You say jokingly poking a finger into his chest, as a light laugh escapes your throat.

“Yes ma’am,” he says picking you up and throwing you on the bed.

You lay on top of him as he gently strokes your hair until you both fall fast asleep again.