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An hour. You had an hour until god-awful Mattheo would show up to your dorm to work on the project together. You hated him. Couldn’t stand the idiot. But fuck— Did he get you hot and bothered.

—Tick tock-tick tock—The clock above your bed was loud, but nowhere near as vocal as your mind was. Your legs spread as you laid naked on your bed, flicking your swollen little bud.

Pictures of Mattheo on top of you- Banging into you at full force danced across your mind while your fingers effortlessly swirled around your clit. “-Mmmm…Just…like that…” You whimpered to yourself, your eyes shut as you envisioned it perfectly.

One hour. You had time. Or so you thought…Stuck in your blissful trance— Mattheo barged in like he usually did. But you didn’t notice. Didn’t even hear him over your loud thoughts.

His eyes widened at the sight of you sprawled out on your bed. Fully nude— Fuck me. Matt didn’t say a single word. Watching you…Feeling his cock start to pool with blood and harden. “Mmmm- Matty…Yes-“ Another whimper left your swollen lips.

When he heard his name being slipped from your sexy moans- His dick fully hardened. Rock hard. A breath escaped from his lungs as he took a step forward.

“Naughty girl…Huh? Moaning my name? Thinking of me?…. Someone’s certainly on the naughty list this year.”

Mattheo’s voice echoed through your mind, at first thinking it was something you had done yourself, envisioning it. However, you were curious, your eyes fluttering open to see his stare burning into your leaky slit.

“Fuck— Uh, Mattheo?!” Your voice rasped through as you scurried to sit up and try to cover yourself. A low chuckle emitted from your enemy as he stalked over slowly, standing right at the edge of the bed.

What the fuck? I had an hour…why is he here early? You cleared your throat, your glossed-over eyes flickering between his own. “Keep touching yourself— Don’t stop.” Again, his voice growled through your head.

The use of legilimency. You knew he was a skilled and powerful wizard but fuck- Not with this. Although, it only turned you on more. Merlin— how could you hate someone so much yet want to fuck them? It didn’t make sense, not to you, not to Mattheo.

“I-I…Why are you…here so-so early?”

You finally asked as you relaxed against the bed once more, your palm reaching over your little slit but not moving your fingers just yet. “Early?— If anything I’m a few minutes late—“ The cockiness of his words chimed through your head.

“O-oh…I thought- I—“

You were tripping over your words, stuttering like crazy. But his domineering tone cut you off. “Shut up and keep fucking touching yourself, whore—“ the vulgarity of it, the degrading, you were practically a puddle.

Abiding to Mattheo’s demand, your fingers started to swirl in small and fast little circles yet again. Your gaze fixated on him while he started to shuffle down his sweatpants.

Taking out his massive length, he slowly started to stroke it. His eyes devoured you in unimaginable ways. “Mattheo…f-feels so good—“ croaking out in a small little cry, a satisfied smirk painted across his smug face.

“Keep moaning my name- Fuck— You look so hot playing with your pussy like that—“

He growled through your mind, jerking himself off faster and faster as time went on. “—Such a dirty…Pathetic little whore.” Mattheo was speaking through your head- almost as if….if he didn’t physically vocalize them, they didn’t mean anything.

Hearing the splashing of the growing wetness between your slippery folds, your moans only progressively got louder. Feeling the euphoric sensations right before an orgasm would start to hit you.

“So close— Fuck! I’m so—“

Before you could even finish your screams, you heard Mattheo’s voice shout within your brain. “Not- Fucking- yet.” He meant business. You quickly stopped, gawking at him with big eyes.

“W-what?” You asked softly, watching as he tilted his head back and let out a loud groan. Still stroking his precum-covered cock, his darkened gaze locked with yours. “You cum when I say you can, got it, slut?”

Goosebumps Erupted over your delicate skin before taking your fingers and circling them slowly once more. Giving your enemy a slight yet submissive head nod.

You kept your pace slow and smooth- not wanting to risk finishing early and pissing him off. But then yet again, he spoke into your head. “Faster- I know what you’re doin’”

Fuck. You swallowed, glazing your fingers around your clit faster. However, you knew you wouldn’t be able to last much longer. Not with how he was looking at you.

“I-I…It feels so good-“Squeaking out through a muffled cry, Matt seemed to move his own hand even faster. His gaze going from your cunt, to your tits, to your eyes.

“Fuck it— I’m close…Cum with me, you dirty…little…-fuck…whore”

Groaning through each word, you finally got the go-ahead. God, why was I even listening to him? Fuck. It was too hot though. You could hardly handle it.

Slipping your dainty fingers with ease, that familiar feeling built up quickly with ease. “I’m gonna cum, Matty- fuck me! I’m gonna cum—“ Screaming out in pleasure, your climax finally hit. Feeling your juices squirt out all over your bed sheets.

“A fuckin’ squirter? Fuckin’ Hell—“

Stroking his dick even harder, he let out a low groan before his seed shot out, cumming all over the soaked bed sheets and a tiny trickle hitting right across your mound.

Both of you hitting an intense orgasm at nearly the same time felt strange. Having only loathed each other for so long- this seemed off.

The two of you sat basking in the afterglow. Staring into each other's eyes with jagged breathes. Not knowing what to do or say…

One the 9th day of Dickmas we get…Mattheo and legilimency😈🎁

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Friends with benefits. Fuck buddies. No strings attached. Whatever you wanted to call it, you and Mattheo Riddle had been hooking up for a few months now. And yet again here you were, face down ass up in front of the splotchy dirty mirror in his dorm room. This wasn’t anything new though, doggy was Matt’s favorite position. Seeing you on your knees for him, there wasn’t anything…and I mean anything fucking better for him.

Smack- His heavy palm lands on your ass, the redness spreading all around your cheek. You glance up at him through the mirror, seeing him pound into you senselessly, a smug smirk painted on over his features, seeing the way your skin rippled from each thrust he gave you. “Fucking take this dick, doll-“ He growled, your moans echoing off of the stone walls around the dorm. Smack-

Yet another hard slap to your bottom, his handprint welting across your cherried skin. “Y-you fuck me so-so good, Matty!” You cried out from pleasure. His nails dug into your hips, surely marking you up all over while his eyes would move from yours in the mirror back down to your juicy ass that he loved so fucking much. “God- My favorite fucking ass right here” -Smack smack smack- a few more fast slaps from Mattheo, his darkened chocolate gaze glued down to your perfect ass, watching his cock slip in and out of you with ease.

But you couldn’t help but feel pride wash over you. Sure, Mattheo slept around like crazy but knowing your ass was his favorite? Fuck. He was only feeding your ego while you pressed yourself against him more so. Your siren-like eyes looking at his reflection. “And don’t you fuckin’ forget that, Riddle.” His tongue outlined the inside of his cheek, a taunting yet dangerous look forming in his eyes before he started to go even harder than before. Showing you he indeed would never forget that. Because if he was honest? You would always be his favorite.

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Patiently waiting for your boyfriend to come home, you had already pulled the boxes of Christmas decorations down. Eager to get into the holiday spirit.

But Mattheo? He wasn’t having it. A long and tiring day at work had him drained and even more moody than usual. He dragged his feet in, feeling the annoyance flood over him at the mere sight of the red boxes.

“Seriously?”

Through a scoff, he ran a hand through his dark curls. However, you were full of energy, the smile never leaving your face as you skipped up to him. “Baby come on! Let’s decorate!… Make the place more lively!”

Exclaiming through your giggles, you batted your lashes up at your toxic boyfriend. His gaze only darkened more so. “I’m not doin’ this shit today- Can you just chill?” Rolling his eyes, he walked further into the living room.

A pout formed on your lips, when suddenly an idea sparked in your mind. Running over to rummage through the decor, you found the silver holographic tinsel that you adored. Holding it up to him. “Come on, Matty! Look!- look how pretty it is!”

Let’s just say, Mattheo wasn’t the greatest boyfriend. Of course, at times he was. But mainly? He was mean. Toxic. An asshole. Despite all of that, you still loved him regardless. The relationship sure was a damn rollercoaster.

Clenching his jaw, he took a moment to shut his eyes and collect himself before fully losing it. But that’s when a lightbulb went off in his head. He just needed to tire you out and you’d calm the fuck down.

“You know what?…”

Stalking slowly toward you, feeling the way your heart was fluttering. You knew that animalistic look in his eyes. You knew what it meant. “….It is pretty…” A rugged whisper continued while he ripped the tinsel out of your hands, slyly wrapping it around his fingers.

“R-right?— Isn’t it?” Tripping over your own words, Mattheo was slowly backing you against the couch until you fell back onto it. “Sure is….But I think…” A cruel smile painted over his features as he now hovered over you.

“…It’d look even prettier wrapped around those wrists-“

Breathing heavily, you could feel your chest rising and falling with each exhale. Your eyes dancing with Matt’s. “Around my wrists?-“ You questioned through a taunting scoff.

Mattheo wasn’t having it. Immediately pinning your arms above your head, tightly wrapping the holographic material around your wrists, binding them together. “Didn’t I just say that, whore?”

Nodding your head quickly, your arousal was radiating off of you already, yearning to see what his next move was. With a swift movement, he lifted your short silky maroon nightgown. Tugging your panties back before they slapped harshly against your wetness.

“—Fuck!” Squirming beneath your boyfriend, he let his tongue glide along the inside of his cheek smugly. Teasing your slit over your Cotten panties. “Soaked aren’t you?” He continued to run his fingers up and down, your legs spreading for him more so. Fuck these Christmas decorations.

Finally, Matt yanked your panties to the side, seeing your sweet nectar already dripping out of you. “Y-yes…Always soaked for you, baby-“ Through your soft little moans, he slipped his pointer finger inside of you, his thumb caressing your clit gently.

“Me and only me. Don’t forget that, slut.”Growling the words out, his boner was already rock fucking hard in his jeans. With his free hand, Mattheo dragged your silk gown lower, your breasts bouncing out.

“—Only you…”

You found yourself hissing out sharply, feeling his lips slam down onto your hardened nipples as he pumped his finger inside of your cunt. Hitting all of your sweet and sensitive areas. “Atta girl.”

His smirk was plastered onto his face as he sucked on your tits, those dark chocolate eyes only seeming to grow darker with each passing second. Your wrists fought against the tinsel, you could easily break free if you wanted to… but what fun would that be?

You enjoyed letting Mattheo take control like this. Fuck. You absolutely craved it. His naturally dominant nature always crept out and you lived for it. “Matty— Baby, I’m close-“ Your whimpers progressively spilled from your lips.

Pulling his head back from your swollen, marked-up nipples, he gave you a dangerous look, running his tongue over his top teeth. “Absolutely not. You’re not cumming until I tell you to- got it?”

Edging. Of course, he’d edge you. He was angry, annoyed. This was common practice for Mattheo. “I-I’ll try— fuck!” Tears were building in your eyes already, struggling to hold back the intense climax that wanted to flood right out.

“Try harder, whore- You aren’t cumming just yet.” He husked, twisting your nipple before tugging on it, the amount of strength he was using felt like it could have been damn clamps. Pumping into you with great force, he easily slipped another finger inside of you.

Doing a ‘come here’ motion with both fingers now, his thumb swirled faster around your little bud. Surely hitting all your peaks of pleasure, all those sweet spots. “Matty—Please! Gods- it feels so good!” Smashing his mouth right back to your nipples, he ignored your cries.

Hickies were starting to welt up all over your breast, fighting the urge to break free from the tinsel and finish the job yourself. The frustration pouring within you was evident.

So Mattheo’s free hand snaked up around your throat. Squeezing it firmly and keeping you still as he fucked his thick fingers in your needy cunt. “C’mon now, doll…Be a good girl for me- You know how good it feels when you wait.”

Mattheo was right, you did have some of your most intense orgasms through edging. But fuck, you couldn’t hold on much longer. Hearing the splatting wet noises from his fingers thrusting roughly inside of you.

“P-please!” Shouting as your body convulsed, you felt Matt bite down across your breast, sinking his teeth into your flesh. “-Not. Yet.” He spoke firmly in your tits, banging his fingers even harder than before. Knowing you couldn’t handle much more.

But he also knew all of this edging, this torture would tire you out completely and he could fully relax after. You just needed one of his signature orgasms.

Teething down at your bottom lip, you broke the skin, the taste of blood coating your tongue slightly. Itching to get your climax, your body couldn’t hold back anymore. Mattheo knew this. Sensed this.

Switching over from both nipples, sucking and flicking his tongue swiftly as he started to rail his fingers harder between your clenched and sensitive walls. “You’ve been doing so well…Cum for me, doll- Let’s see how much you been’ holdin’ back”

With a smirk twitching on his lips, you finally set free, your wetness shooting out onto his fingers as his satisfied stare burned into yours. Watching you squirt for him. Fuck. The orgasm was so intense that your hands ripped the tinsel right off, reaching back for your own nipples as you got lost in ecstasy.

“Gods— Mattheo, that felt incredible-“

Heaving through your come down, a tired grin formed on your lips, Mattheo brushed back your hair as he leaned down to place a lingering kiss on your lips. “You’re welcome…That must’ve tired you out, huh?”

The aftermath of everything crashing down on you, your tired eyes starting to feel heavier by the second as you nodded your head. “—Mhhhhhm” You cooed, Matt picking you up bridal style with ease.

“Come on, Doll…Let’s go relax.” With A satisfied grin on his face, he carried you to the bedroom, helping you back into your nightgown. Tucking you in between the thick comforter as he laid next to you.

Mattheo scanned around his bedroom, finding it rather boring. Maybe you were right to spruce some things up around here. But that was for another day. He had gotten what he wanted, tuckering you out so he could relax after a long day of work.

On the 2nd day of Dickmas MommyNott gave to you…Mattheo👀🎁

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After class ended for the day, you rushed out of the room. Eager for your meeting with Mattheo. You clutched your books tightly against your chest as your mind twirled over all of the possibilities that could come from this...Deal. Would he make a move? On the known shy girl? Maybe you had to have more realistic expectations.

Once getting to your dorm room you quickly changed into a short flowy sundress, touching up your hair and make-up. Staring at your reflection in the mirror, you could feel your heart thump against your chest. You glided your smooth gloss across your lush lips once more before taking off to meet Matt.

The smell of weed reeked through the boy's halls, faint muffled music was heard from Matt’s dorm room as you slowly crept up to his door. You took a deep breath, preparing yourself before knocking on the door. -Tap tap tap- You took a step back just as the door opened, a cloud of smoke puffing out into your face while Theo and Enzo walked out laughing, the Italian shooting you a cheeky wink. “Aye, come in”

Mattheo’s voice was deep yet lazy, you stepped inside, the door shutting behind you. Matt was slumped down on his couch, both arms over the back of it as he manspread. Wearing a pair of grey sweats and a black tank. His muscles on full display for you. Fuck. A half-smoked joint in his right hand just as he brought it up to his lips. “I was wondering if you were actually going to show up little Miss Perfect.” Teasing you, the apples of your cheeks turned a shade of crimson.

“Well…I did ask you for some weed, did I not?”

Snarking back to him, you kept it playful yet friendly as a small smile sprawled across your face. But Mattheo’s? The most cruel and cunning smirk tugged on the corners of his lips. “You did, doll…Here I’ll get you some ready…” He started bagging the dry green flower, putting out the joint I. A nearby ashtray before his chocolate gaze shifted up to yours. “Y’know…Why don’t you chill for a bit? Smoke somethin’ with me.”

Mattheo wanted to smoke with me? Really? You brushed some of your silky hair behind your ear, glancing down to the floor before back over to the stoner. “Uh….I’m-“ Matt’s brows shot up in amusement right as he was sealing the little baggie, cutting off your words. "Why so hesitant?" He asked, the sly grin remaining on his chiseled face before placing the baggie next to a glass emerald bong.

A soft blush remained radiating off of your cheeks, feeling your heart quicken. You swallowed, trying to maintain some level of composure before answering. "I-I’m not hesitant…Just… surprised, I guess." Matt chuckled, leaning back on the couch while He motioned for you to sit down, patting the cozy cushion beside him.

“Nothin’ to be surprised about, doll”

There it was again. Doll. Fuck… the way it effortlessly rolled off his tongue was making you melt. You hesitated for a second before walking over and sitting down on the couch, leaving a small space between you and Mattheo. He turned towards you, taking in the sight of your sundress. His gaze lingered for a moment and you could feel your face growing even warmer under his intense stare. He was clearly checking you out and making it obvious at that.

You cleared your throat, trying to hide your nervousness as you looked at the bong and baggie on the table. Was this really happening? "Well, I've never smoked with my dealer before…" you admitted softly, batting your lashes up to him naturally. Another deep chuckle came from Mattheo while he started to pack the bong. "Even better."

A soft giggle huffed from you at his words while you shifted in your seat, this small movement causing your dress to slightly ride up on your thighs. “You look nice in that sundress…who you dressin’ up for?” Matt’s voice was deep, his reddened eyes down on the bong as he continued to prep it. “Oh…I- no one really.” You stumbled over your words. Surely your face was as red as a tomato by now.

Another lazy laugh escaped raggedly from his throat, lifting the bong to his lips as he lit up the weed and inhaled. His bloodshot honey gaze burned into yours from over the rim of the glass before blowing a thick cloud of smoke to the side. “Here…and just sayin’ you look good…pretty.” Mattheo’s smug smirk never left his face, passing the bong over to you as your dainty hands grabbed it.

“Thanks.”

Replying quickly in a soft tone, you felt a smile itching to form while you brought the pipe to your lips. Lighting up the weed you took a big hit of it before pulling away and coughing up a damn storm. Way to fucking go. “It’s good shit, no?” Matt asked you teasingly, taking the bong from you as he sat it back on the table. “Mhhmmm-“ Dragging out in a hum, you relaxed back against the cushioned couch. The high starting to hit you just right.

Mattheo’s dark eyes were glued to you, taking in all of your beauty. He couldn’t help himself, scooting over closer to you just a touch. Your thighs grazed over one another as you shifted your high stare to his. “You got some pretty eyes, doll” Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. How was this man so damn smooth? “Y-you think so…?” You stuttered out, subtly biting your lower lip. The weed was making you loosen up, bringing you out of your shell.

“I know so.”

He whispered lowly, his gaze dropping to your shiny lips before meeting with your eyes once more. Essentially doing the triangle method. Fuck. It was working. Matt quickly took another heavy puff from the bong, clearing it as the smoke poured out lazily from his mouth. “You’re really nice, Mattheo…” Your soft-spoken voice came out in a cute manner. Mattheo finding you and this whole interaction quite adorable.

“Eh…I’m only nice to pretty girls like you.” Again with the damn compliments, your smile brightened up to his as he stood up and patted his thighs. “Stay a while, doll…Want a drink?” Damn, he actually wanted to hang out? Relax. You nodded your head, feeling your throat tighten from the dryness of the cotton mouth.

“Sure…I’d love one.”

A sea of happy giggles left your lips as you took in Mattheo's dorm room. He went over to his mini fridge and grabbed two beer bottles. Plopping down right next to you once more. This time closer than before. So fucking close to you that the mixed smell of his musky cologne, cigarettes, and weed wafted around you. Fucking hell.

Taking one of the beer bottles, he placed the cap edge on his teeth, popping it open with his mouth and giving you a wink. “Here you go, sweet thing” Another fucking pet name. This man was driving you wild. Sipping on the beer you could feel Matt’s gaze burning into your side profile as he drank his own. You finally turned your head, locking eyes with him. But they were different…dangerous..darkened…mischievous.

Something was brewing in Mattheo’s mind. And what was that you may ask? He was thinking of you on all fours. Taking his thick cock as you scream out his name. Thinking of him smoking a blunt while you lazily road him, the sexy whimpers you’d make. All because of him. And he knew…He fucking knew he’d have you tonight.

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Mattheo’s fingers caressed your bare thighs as they spread open further. His face buried between your legs while your fingers danced through his unruly dark curls. “-Mmmm…tastes so good— Gods…” He spoke into your warmed and wet core.

The way his strong tongue seemed to flick your achy clit even faster had you seeing stars. Your back arching against the cool bedsheets. “P-please keep going, Matty— Fuck!- feels so-so good!” Your loud and pleasurable moans only encouraged Mattheo to graze his tongue even harder between your folds.

“Yeah? Begging me to keep going, hm?— Someone close?” Your fuck buddy was taunting you- teasing you while he lapped at your cluster of nerves. His dark chocolate gaze burning into yours, the dominance dancing within his eyes. “Y-yes! S-so close!”

Rocking your hips harder against his face, he let out a low, growl-like chuckle that vibrated against your leaky little slit. Only sending more euphoria to rocket through your needy body. “Release for me, Doll—“ Matt murmured against your pretty pussy, but never once removing his darkened stare from yours. Feeling your body start to convulse with sheer ecstasy—

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Your looks deceived a lot of people. Sure you were shy, intelligent, reserved. But you also liked to let loose every now and then. Didn’t everybody?

The usual guy you used was gone and you knew Mattheo was a dealer. Everyone knew. You walked through the hallways until you spotted him. Attractive as ever, talking with Theo and Blaise.

Slowly, you approached the group, your doe eyes locked with Matt’s as your hands clutched your books tightly against your chest. Feeling your heart pounding with nervousness.

“Hey…Mattheo?”

A soft croak managed to escape your now dry throat while Mattheo smirked down at you. Such a pretty little thing. He dismissed Theo and Blaise, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the stone wall. His muscles flexed naturally, causing you to gawk down at them.

“Yes?” Matt asked in his usual cocky manner, raising a curious brown down at you as you swayed from side to side. Trying to find the words to speak. “I….I was wondering if you had some… weed?”

Mattheo scoffed finding it rather adorable that you even needed to ask him that. “Not on me…But yes I sell. You need some?” His raspy voice came out growl-like, taking a toothpick out of his pocket before placing it between his lips. Fuck.

“Mhmm- Is that okay?”

This caused Matt to laugh under his breath before his dark chocolate gaze locked with yours. But in Mattheos mind? He was already thinking of the positions he could put you in. How those lush lips of yours would look wrapped around his cock. How loud he could make you scream.

“‘Course it’s okay, doll face.”

The nickname only made your pulse accelerate. It was a known fact Mattheo Riddle was a player and at times….You'd think of what it was like with him. After all, he was an attractive guy. “Alright, cool. Thanks.”

The softest and sweetest smile sprawled across your face and Matt stood up straight, placing a hand on your shoulder, practically towering over you. “Come by my dorm after class and I got you, darlin’”

He smirked one last time and you could feel the apples of your cheeks burning up. You nodded your head just as he walked away, throwing you one last charming wink before he disappeared into the crowded hallway.

You stood back, trying to catch your breath before you made it to your next class. Already waiting to go see him. Wondering if you’d be in for more than what you asked for because Merlin knew you were hoping so.

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