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theodore nott x slytherin!reader
yo u hated theodore nott.
well, as of now you did. you used to think he was the hottest guy in the castle.
that’s exactly why you got enough liquid courage in your system a few nights ago, to hook up with him at the last slytherin party.
and god, it was the best hookup of your life.
the way he had your knees up to your head, the way he was relentlessly going in and out of you, how he rubbed your clit endlessly,
it was dream-like.
you did dream of it, in fact.
but, theodore clearly thought nothing of the ordeal. he had ignored your existence for the entirety of two weeks after that night.
you had enough already. you couldn’t get him out of your head.
so, you decided to go up to him at breakfast one day. sitting yourself right beside him on the bench, looking directly at his dead eyes.
“hey?”
he spoke, not paying much attention to your presence.
“theodore, what’s your problem. did i do something? cause you can’t just ignore me for weeks after we had sex.”
he froze at your statement, pausing his bites.
he sighed, before speaking.
“no. you didn’t do anything.”
“then what is it, theo? why is it awkward like this?”
he looked guilty, almost. like he knew he fucked up.
“i just— didn’t really expect you to want to talk after.”
you scoffed. was he really that braindead of a fuckboy to not give you the simple respect of talking to you?
“of course i wanted to talk after. we were just supposed to fuck once and never talk again?”
“no, but it was just weird. i dunno, okay?”
you had enough of this. he and the situation were both being so stupid.
“whatever, theo. we don’t have to talk then.”
you spoke, storming off from him. finding elsewhere to sit.
you went by all your classes irritated, rolling your eyes at anyone who looked at you for too long.
you got to your dorm after the day was over with, changing and then slumping down on your bed.
a half hour passed by, when you heard a knock on your door. dragging yourself out of the movie you were watching, you got up and opened the door.
the last person you expected to see there, was none other then theodore nott.
you rolled your eyes, about to speak before getting interrupted by his voice.
“listen, i know i fucked up. okay? i get that. but can i talk to you for a moment?”
you scoffed, but you couldn’t ignore the feeling you got in your panties at the thought of being alone with him again.
you nodded, speaking.
“yeah. i guess. come in.”
he made his way inside the dorm, shutting the door behind him.
you sat down with him, your back against the headboard and him sitting on the edge of the bed infront of you.
he spoke,
“i’m sorry. for not talking to you. i should’ve.”
you sighed, not missing how he eyed your chest rising in the tank top you had on.
you spoke,
“okay, theodore. i know.”
he was searching your eyes for any ounce of forgiveness, before speaking.
“you forgive me?”
“yeah. i guess i do.”
he smirked, keeping your eye contact. making you smile a bit.
he spoke,
“let me make it up to you?”
you nodded, letting him have his way with you.
it wasn’t long before he managed to slip your pajama shorts off your body.
pushing your tank top up, freeing your pretty tits.
he had his head between your thighs, licking, and slurping at your puffy bundle of nerves. teasing your entrance with his tongue.
he even let you cum with his mouth on you, too.
he crawled back over you, smirking at your breathless state. he slipped his school shirt off, pulling down his pants a bit with the action.
he bullied himself into your hole, groaning as he entered you.
he had your ankles by his shoulders, holding onto your waist as he pushed himself in and out.
he had his hand splayed over your lower tummy, the pad of his thumb circling your clit.
it wasn’t long before he found the softest part inside you, causing spills of moans to come out of your lips.
he kept hitting that spot, making you cum around his thick cock.
he groaned at the warmth you kept inbetween your legs, his thrusts getting sloppier.
he pushed himself to the hilt inside you, reaching deeper then he ever had.
he came, his white liquid seeping out of your pussy.
he collapsed on top of you, both your chests heaving against eachother.
he breathed into the crook of your neck, planting soft kisses against your shoulder and collarbone.
he pulled himself out of you, laying down next to you and pulling you onto his chest.
he mumbled in your ear, his breathing still labored.
“thank you. for letting me make it up to you.”
you nodded, body laying on top of his.
you and him soon fell asleep together, limbs tangled and skin to skin.
this was all you wanted.
a good fuck, and some communication.
but you both knew,
he might only be able to give you half of your dreams.


















