Cigarettes after sex
Mattheo slumps down beside you, both of your heavy breaths echoing in the room from the sex you just had.
Sex is always incredible with Mattheo, it doesn’t matter if he’s stressed, frustrated, angry or even happy and feeling soft and sensual, he always makes sure you feel as good as physically possible.
Today was a particularly stressful day for him, everything went wrong from the moment he woke up. First his alarm didn’t go off so he woke up late, then he couldn’t find his tie, he got yelled at by Snape for being late and got detention for back talking which made him miss the date you two had planed. The second detention was over he made a beeline for your dorm, not even bothering to knock as he throws the door open and slams it behind him, looking at you with a frown.
You sat on your bed, book in hand and looking up at him like a deer in headlights. “Matty-?” Your sweet voice calls out and that’s all it takes for him, he steps closer to the bed and lays down between your legs, wrapping his strong arms around each of your thighs, burying his face in your clothed pussy.
You let out a yelp, putting your book down and tangling your fingers in his hair. He takes a deep breath, arms flexing around your thighs.
“Fuck.. missed you sweet girl.”
“You talking to me or my pussy?”
“Both.”
With that he slides off your shorts and panties and lets all of his frustrations out by spending an hour between your thighs, pulling out orgasm after orgasm and then pulling another few as he pounds into you from behind, pressing your face into the mattress while he fucks you dumb with his cock.
When he finally finished, he rolls off of you and catches his breath for a second before reaching over for his cigarettes, lighting one and inhaling the smoke deep in his lungs before puffing it out. You look up at him with big eyes, the way he smokes beside you with his damp locks pushed back and sweat still visible on his body just makes you want to jump his bones all over again… he looks ethereal. But alas, even you run out of stamina and don’t have any energy anymore for anything else but admiring him and Mattheo being ever the attentive boyfriend wraps one arm around you and pulls you to his chest to keep you close.
He offers you a drag and you gladly accept, the smoke making you cough at first which earns you a soft chuckle from your boyfriend, but you get used to it by the second drag. This became a thing between you two, rough sex now always means you two share a cigarette or two in bed, one of his hands drawing soothing circles on your back while your head rests on his chest and he loves these moments every time.
Cigarettes after sex are just his favourite.
(Got this idea while chatting with @revesephemeres about Mattheos smoking addiction so thanks to you darling <3)








