#nsfw.val

neville was by no means physically small, he was tall, had big hands and broad shoulders and was chubby

restraining his big build from touching himself or you, depriving him from that pleasure made you feel prideful.

your now very submissive and whiny boyfriend was currently tied up to your headboard.

since he kept squirming always as if trying to run away from the frustrating teasing, the funny thing is that you weren’t even touching him.

your cunt hovering mere inches above his thick shaft, hips involuntarily grinding upwards.

his body covered in a thin layer of sweat from the adrenaline rush he was experiencing.

“my cunt is so small and your cock is so thick, i don’t you’re gonna fit inside me baby boy.”

neville whined loudly, he just couldn’t hold it in anymore and he threw his head into the pillows, eyes burned right through you with lust.

“agh, please, please, please petal. please just let me-”

you grabbed his shaft and he let out a low groan through gritted teeth, neville’s whole body went scarlet red “look at this! my hand doesn’t even cover half of you”

Who would expect shy little anxious and innocent Neville to be such a dirty stalker, so obsessed with you.

He has your time tables memorized and knows where you are 90% of the times.

If it’s not on the trees near the black lake, it’s in your common room or in your best friends dorm, in the quidditch pitch for practice.

Neville knows exactly how long it takes for you to shower.

So he used that to his advantage on this particular day, since he felt… uneasy down in his pants.

But he wouldn’t call it spying or stalking.

No, that’s not the case. He’s just checking on you, making sure you’re fine and that you weren’t hurt or anything.

Caring for you. At least that’s what he told himself to not feel so bad of what he was doing.

You really enjoyed of long showers, especially after a tough and tiring afternoon of training.

Neville had “borrowed” harry’s invisibility cloak to take an extra precaution.

You were completely clueless that a certain someone was currently watching you.

This was wrong. It was a very bad idea to do this.

Neville had never gone this far. Maybe taken pictures of you without your consent or “finding” your stuff lying around and keeping it.

But seeing you like this, in your most vulnerable state was astonishing.

He could see that look of pleasure on your face when the hot water hit your skin, relaxing all of your muscles.

You looked absolutely unreal, so perfect.

His hand traveled down his pants, palming himself, trying to relieve some pressure off of his growing erection.

Nevilles subconscious told him to look away.

But he just couldn’t. How could he? An absolutely breathtaking girl was there in front of him, not even five feet away, completely naked.

It was all so tempting, so as silently as he could, he slipped his hand in his trousers.

Trying to hold back his whimpers and moans as hard as he could, Neville started pumping his dick.

Imagining it was your hand instead of his.

Never breaking eye contact, to visualize you better of course. How you would know exactly what gets him off the fastest but at the same time slowing down to build up pleasure.

Neville started breathing rapidly, he couldn’t hold back much longer and as if you knew what was about to happen.

You had dropped something and bent down to pick it up. Your ass and cunt were on full display for him, water was still dripping off your body which made the scene even hotter.

His hand fastened the pace and he came. Eyes rolling to the back of his head, seemingly endless ropes of his cum spurted out, one of the best orgasms of his fucking life.

And all because of you.

Oh but how much he longed for your hand to replace his and make an absolute mess out of your face instead of his pants.

He tried restraining his ragged breathing, coming down from the high, his mind still fuzzy.

nevilles arms wrapped around your body, his hands placed on your hips stroking lower to guide you gently but steadily.

he pressed you down onto his thigh even harder, thus creating more friction, the material of his trousers was mind numbing.

“y’like that don’t you, sweets? your pretty cunt making a mess all over me huh?”

settling his own pace. your whole body at his mercy, all of you willing to whatever he wanted, absolutely lost in the adrenaline rush of the non existent amount of power you had at the moment.

moving his hands under the thin tank top you were wearing to knead your breasts, neville couldn’t help himself and dipped his head under fabric.

he started kissing and nipping at your sensitive skin, you kept rolling your hips, desperately chasing your high. not daring to stop even for a second.

“close- nev. c-close.” you could barely warn him your climax, eyes glossy at the brim of tears.

the boy hummed in response “atta girl, let go, you’re doing so well for me.”

from the corner of his eye, neville could see you were talking to someone at the party.

wait- no. that wasn’t someone, that boy wasn’t a random person you had met at the party a couple minutes ago.

his expression hardened and a vein popped out in his neck. you were his. you were neville’s girlfriend not dean’s.

what the bloody hell did you think you were doing?

it was nothing serious to you flirting with dean, to everyone else’s naked eye you were just casually talking with him.

but truly? you were doing it just to get neville riled up.

to your boyfriend, to him it was clear as day you were flirting with him.

openly flirting with his best mate, as if he himself wasn’t even five feet away from the two of you.

very suddenly his arm draped across her shoulder in a possessive way. he was jealous, nonetheless you enjoyed how hot he looked when mad.

he dipped his head lower to reach your level and whispered in your ear: “you’re mine Y/N. this cunt is mine. or do i need to remind you?”your eyes went wide and gawked up at him in awe.

“excuse us dean. Y/N and i have got something to discuss urgently.” neville excused you two and dragged you into the nearest broom closet he could find to really refresh your memory.