#poll winner

Bonus idea-

It was no mystery to anyone that you hated Theodore Nott as much as he hated you.

"I'm starting to think you're angry because you're severely attracted to her."

Theodore paused for a moment, his fingers resting on the cigarette in his mouth before tsking. "No, that's not it. She's just so egotistical and insufferable like the rest of the lions."

"Right." Mattheo rolled his eyes but decided to give up trying to reason with his friend besides reasoning wasnt exactly in his forte.

Theodore sat there a moment before standing up, he knew exactly where to find you at all times. It was a gift in itself.

Private studying room in the library, he pushed the door open anyways much to your dismay.

"Get the fuck out." You glanced up for a moment but kept your focus on the book infront of you. He shut the door behind him but remained inside the room, taking a seat on the other side of you.

"I have a challenge for you, principessa."

This made you sit straight in your chair and focus on him fully now. "And what would that be?"

"Which of us fucks better."

"Beg for it and I'll consider this proposition."

.

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You gripped his hair hard and tilted his head so that you could look down at him, his eyes bore into your own. His pupils were blown wide so much so that you barely saw the blue, you laughed. "Look at you, Theodore Nott, groveling at my feet."

His adams apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly. "Let's just see who can do it better before you let your ego inflate your head bigger than what it already is." His tone was mocking but his eyes told a different story. He would be crushed if you walked away, good thing you didn't really want to.

He was attractive.

"You can fuck me if you-"

He wasted no time, not even letting you finish your sentence as he turned you around and slammed you into the wall. His heavy breathing against your ear made your knees weak. "I'll fuck you better than anyone ever has."

"This isn't a competition between others, it's us against each other." You reminded him with a roll of your eyes, he smiled against your neck.

"Us." He muttered, his hands grabbing whatever he could on your body.

You could only feel him growing harder as he did so, subconsciously or not he was rubbing his erection against your ass.

"You have no idea how long I have wanted to put you in your place." His ragged breath was made you close your thighs, was it going too far?

"Put me in my place? Look who's humping me like a dog right now."

Instead of stopping, he kept going. "Can't help the affect you have on me, cara mia - doesn't mean I won't bring you down a peg."

"And if I said - stop, no more. What would you do?"

He stopped at last, his eyes narrowed for a moment. You decided to speak for him. "Be heartbroken, devastated, absolutely crushed? That might be more victory than this."

"You wouldn't," He bit your neck rather roughly causing a gasp of shock to leave your lips. You were sure he drew blood but being too in the mood to care at the moment. "You have this need to prove your better than me, so do it."

You turned your body back around, yanking on his hair to bring him down to your level. A kiss that seemed more like a competition began, his fingers began to undo your clothing as you did the same with him.

Riiippp

You gasped as your skirt was completely ripped off of your body, you stared at him in complete bewilderment. "What the fuck? That was my favorite skirt."

"Whoops." A playful smirk was on his lips as he said that, continuing with destroying what clothing remained on your body. Pushing you back onto the table that previously occupied your books, ones long forgotten.

With no foreplay, he tried to slide himself in but pushed him away. He smirked when you did so, "Too big for you to handle?"

You shrugged. "Not in the slightest, I've had-"

His nails gripped your hips as he slid himself into you, a sharp inhale of air made you shut up. "That hurt!"

"Good, teach you to shut up." He moaned out as his eyes closed from the new found feeling of pleasure. His hips slammed roughly into yours a few times before he found rhythm, you sat on the edge of the table - your nails digging into his back.

"Trying to hurt me?" He whispered, out of breath to really speak.

"No, I'm trying to heal you. Dumb fuck," You sarcastically moaned out. He chuckled but sent a glare down at you regardless.

The main reason was that you wanted to draw blood and hurt him as he had done to you earlier, the other half of you was so overcome with bliss that you had to let it out in another place. His back seemed to be doing the trick, he wasn't going easy with his thrusting. It seemed that each whimper you let out only made him go harder and faster, almost like a man possessed.

Had it not been for the silencing charm, you were certain people would have heard your moans from across the castle.

You had never experience pleasure this good before, you would never admit that to this already egotistical bastard but god was it good. "Fu-fuck, right there." Your eyes rolled back as he kept going holding your hips to only increase the speed of his thrusts.

His own teasing had stopped as his breath was taken over by his own moans, you could have sworn you heard him say I love you alongside them as well.

It didn't take long for you both to reach your climax after that, you felt your eyes closed involuntarily - feeling utterly spent. Not before hearing him chuckle, and feeling arms wrap around your body. Too tired to fight back, you succumb to the fatigue of your body.

Fucking him was the easiest thing that ever came with Theodore Nott. No wonder so many do it with him.

You carefully got out of the bed, peeling yourself from his possessive hold. It was a little weird he had even cuddled up to you afterwards, it made your skin crawl when you think back to it. Thankfully, you heard that he barely spoke to anyone after sleeping with them.

That might be heaven on earth.

And it was just that until notes began to pour in.

None of them were cute or funny. They were utterly insane.

'I saw you laughing with Cormac McLaggen today, if you do it again - I'll kill him.' All Cormac did was tell a funny joke.

'I'll break her neck for talking to you that way.' You had gotten into a fight with a fellow classmate, one that had already been forgiven.

'Why are you trying to sleep with other people when you already had me?' You had not tried to sleep with anyone, you simply had a study buddy that happened to invite you to their dorm.

'Why did you agree to become his partner?'

The note that came after coincided with the previous one that had been sent. 'If he pulls anything, people will be finding his body parts for years to come.'

Next came the ones that weren't exactly threats more so just asking how your evening was after knowing where you had been that said day.

'Your little outfit was cute today, do anything different? Of course you did, you want to look cute for me don't you?' That was one that sent shivers down your spine, what kind of sick joke was this?

These notes were driving you into insanity. This person was watching you constantly, the only clue you had was that you had slept with this person. And another clue just that you knew yourself was that you have only slept with men so far. None of them were capable of writing such things except for Theodore Nott. So, your only theory was the most insufferable bastard who was able to lure you into bed under the assumption that it was a challenge.

Peering over your shoulder did you no good either. He, if it was Nott, was always hidden from the naked eye, but you knew he was still there. You could sense him, the hairs on your body would often stand up when you got that instinctual feeling.

"He's watching me." You told your friends that night, laying in your bed - staring at the ceiling of the room.

"Who?" They already knew who you were talking about.

"Nott."

"I think you need some sleep." Your friends no doubt thought you were delirious, lack of sleep only proving their theory more.

"Why doesn't anyone believe me?"

"He slept with the entire school, you really think he decided to stalk you after doing what he has done with the majority of the population?"

No.

She had a point.

Sighing, you turned over on your bed. Was it all in your head? Surely not.

Maybe it was. Were you the psycho obsessed with him? Merlin, had you been obsessing over him this whole time and using that as a coping mechanism?

You began to think of different scenarios of that being likely, but then who was leaving the notes? You sure as hell were not doing that.

A creepy secret admirer? One that you had previously slept with, at that.

You can't say you've slept with as many people as Theodore has so that can only leave the few people you had slept with. Pin point exactly who was behind all of this. "Let's test this theory out."

If it wasn't Nott, it was one of the others.

"Are you mad? Why would I leave you a note like that?" The first boy you asked was the person you had your first time with, he raised a brow inquisitively. "Are you alright, love?"

"I'm fine." You forced a smile.

Not him.

The others looked at you as if you were crazy, perhaps you were - you believed them all though. They had no reason in doing so, no one really did.

So, all roads led back to the original suspect. Though, did you have the nerve to ask him?

"Is it you?"

Theodore had his arm wrapped around a girl's shoulder, whispering in her ear as she giggled. The both of them eyed you up and down before Theodore cracked a smug smile. "Is what me, principessa?"

"...can we speak alone?"

Theodore looked at the girl. "Do you want me to leave you?" He teased her with a nibble on her ear, she shook her head no with a giggle.

That made you feel sick, you had sex with the biggest whore in Hogwarts. That was a known fact. Rolling your eyes, you huffed in annoyance and crossed your arms. "Alright then, I'll leave you alone-"

Theodore stared at you a moment. "That's it? No fight left in you? Did my dick numb you down?"

"Your dick did no such thing, nott. I am just exhausted from all this nonsense, so good day." You held up your hand as a dismissive wave which only made him stand up much to the dismay of the girl he was previously occupying.

He began to follow you out of the room.

Checkmate.

"Why're you being so-" He started but stopped with a laugh when he saw your smirk. "Ah, you clever girl."

"Tell me, nott. Is this your work?" You handed him the psychotic notes that had been left in various places just for you.

He grabbed them with suspicion. "Sorry, cara mia. Not me, can't say that it doesn't make me a little jealous that someone else likes you in this way."

Yeah, right. Theodore Nott jealous? That was laughable. You puffed out your lower lip. "If not you or any of them, then who could it be?"

"There are many who hate you-"

"This isn't hate, this is full blown obsession! This person is threatening to kill anyone I even accidentally look at, that is-" You groaned loudly and turned on your heel. "Forget it, you're no help."

He smirked as you walked away. Fuck, he was having way too much fun with this. It kept your mind off your studies and off other suitors.

THIS WAS ONE OF THE POLL WINNERS!!

She kissed him goodnight, a sweet smile and I love yous shared before spinning around headed back to the car. His birthday had been a blast, probably the best he'd had by far, from the time spent with friends, to the blow job she gave his t-cock in the bathroom, he couldn't have asked for more! Looking down at the box in his arms smiling. Wondering what could be inside, but decided to wait until after a much needed shower. He shed his clothes piece by piece admiring himself in the mirror, his large chest and thick bush, his t-cock sitting at almost 2.5 inches and was noticeable and so damn sensitive from the earlier blow job. The shower felt so good on his skin, gliding his hands over his skin felt so nice, and so did the rag on his chest. Nipples sensitive as they were pinched and rolled between fingers, god he hated them at times but he couldn't deny how good it felt to tug on nipples covered in foamy soap in the hot steamy shower. His body was getting excited, a pulsing throb was noticeable in his t-cock. Moan at the feeling, mind running back to her mouth buried into his crotch, her lips wrapped around sucking and swirling greedily like it was owned, god he loved it.

He groaned, pulling himself back from the urge to hump into the palm of his hand and cum right there in the shower, he groaned finally rinsing off then stepping out. Patting his hair dry, then wrapping the towel around naked hips, not even bothering to cover his chest. Walking into the bedroom, his eyes locked onto the box, it had a pretty bow and was wrapped in his favorite colored wrapping paper. Reaching for it, the little card caught his gaze, eyes reading over the words “open when you miss me ;)” peaking interest higher, his hands roamed over it, thinking of his fingers tangling in her hair. He tenderly opened the box with care, his eyes widening at the sight, a flashlight looking object with “Princess Pussy” engraved in a frilly font across the side causing it to click instantly what it was. His cheeks flushed bright red as he picked up the fleshlight and examined the outside of it, sleek and dark with a sturdy casing, it wasn't incredibly long which made it easier to hold. He twisted the top off, his head spinning when he realized it looked exactly like her cunt, his mouth watered and his fingers tightened around it. He smirked, turning on his heels and making his way to his bed, quickly getting comfortable, lube in hand ready to see how this thing felt. His hands started on his chest, working his nipples making them sensitive, his t-cock twitching and starting to harden, pulsing and aching to be touched. He reached out and grabbed the fleshlight, first bringing it to his mouth, kissing her clit then pressing his tongue against it, he swore he could almost feel it twitch.

She was halfway through the bedroom door when she felt a warm wet tongue flattening against her clit. “Oh fuck.” She mumbled out as a soft moan left trembling lips. Her legs felt like jelly already, she stepped through the threshold quickly closing the door behind her, tossing her bag to the side, peeling off shoes and clothes until she stood in just her bra and panties. She moved to the bed climbing up into the soft covers and getting comfy on her back, hands moving up and down her body before landing on needy breasts, groping and massaging, nipples hardening against the fabric earning a soft moan. His tongue began to flick repeatedly against her clit, her head fell back as her hands shot forward reaching for his hair to be met with nothing but air. God it felt good, it was so strange to look down and not see anything but feel all of it. His tongue stopped the teasing flicks and began to circle and pin point the spots he knew always excited her, earned the sweetest moans and most of all made her drip. Her jaw fell open, a shiver ripping through her body. “God I love his tongue fuck.” Her cunt was growing wetter by the second from his assault on her throbbing clit, fuck it felt so good. Scanning around she found her bullet vibe turning it on and running it up and down her body adding to the tingling sensation spreading with heat across her body. He moaned as he wrapped his lips around her clit sucking gently as he traced and teased it with his prodding tongue, his hand was down between his legs, lube soaked fingers gripped around his t-cock, hips rutting forward into his hand, thinking of her moans and how good it would be to have his head buried between her thighs and how fucking good she tasted. He finally released her aching clit, his tongue tracing down the center of her aching cunt until his tongue dipped inside her dripping slit. “Oh fuck! Please baby please don't stop!” She whimpered out between gasps. He moaned at the taste, ‘how does it taste exactly like her’, he wondered but quickly brushed the thought away as he began humping faster.

His tongue was exploring deep inside her cunt, deeper than she's ever felt before. Her moans were constantly growing in volume, bra and panties lay in a heap on the floor. Her fingers working her sensitive nipples on one, rolling and pinching them roughly while holding a vibe to the other as his tongue fucked her cunt relentlessly. She swore he had to know it was connected, he had to know he was actually eating her out, but he was too blinded by the need to cum he couldn't think twice about anything. He moaned at the feeling of her pussy clenching around his tongue, getting wetter and rewarding him. He needed more.

He finally pulled his tongue away, moving the portal down between his thighs, lubing up his fingers and sliding them inside without warning. She cried out at the sudden fullness from two fingers curling into that sensitive spot making her body quiver. “Oh fuck oh fuck I feel so close.” She muttered to herself, reaching for her phone. She did her best to set it up on a pillow in front of her, her eyes rolling back after she finally set it up, recording her open legs, dripping cunt and groped breasts. He finally decided the portal was lubed perfectly, he swore it got wetter and better the more his fingers curled inwards. He looked down at his t-cock pulsing and throbbing with need, eyes fixated hard on the tip pressing into her cunt. She whimpered when his fingers were removed but felt something quickly replacing its absence, holy fuck it felt good. He pressed his hips forward, pressing the portal down the complete length of his t-cock causing a gasping moan to escape his lips and a pleasure filled plea slipped from hers.

“Oh yes please fuck me, please baby!” She called out to the empty room, he got a nice grip on the base of the portal and began pumping it rapidly, fucking into it desperate with need. The warm walls of her cunt were heaven around his t-cock, drool was trailing from his slacked jaw.

He whimpered and moaned at the feeling of her cunt clenching around him, it was a feeling like no other, and he was totally addicted. Her back arched and a startled gasping moan echoed through the room at the sudden jack rabbiting pace. Her hand roamed its way down her body, vibe on the highest setting, finding her clit and finally giving it the friction it's been desperate for. The feeling of her cunt being pounded like she was nothing but his sex toy, her vibe pressed against her clit, her other hand alternating between groping and pinching, earning louder and more frantic moans, stuttering hips and an overwhelming orgasms crashing down on her body. His hips slammed forward to meet each pump of the portal, he was so close, “That’s it baby, fuck you feel so good around my cock, fuck baby” He cried out eyes rolling back, then he felt the clenching and gush of her cum around his t-cock, his back arched and his hips stuttered as he came hard slamming the portal down the the base, throbbing inside her. Her body rode the high of the orgasm, her body tensed back arched and completely satisfied. It finally begins to calm, whimpers and moans slipping out as her eyes flutter closed. He lays on his back panting, still inside the portal. He finally slides himself out, her cum dripping out coating his t-cock. The sudden emptiness made her whimper, she loved how he felt inside her. He grabbed the lid, bringing the portal up to his lips and planted a soft loving kiss on her clit as a thank you, placing the lid on and setting it on his night stand.

She collapsed into her bed on the verge of passing out, fuck it felt so good. After a few moments of composing herself she sat up reaching for the recording phone and ending it. She smiled, opening the contacts and dialing his number, hearing the phone ring he scrambled to answer it, still huffing from how good it felt.