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OMFG OMFG OMFG THIS WAS HOT, SO HOT!!! I’M ACTUALLY SPEECHLESS I MIGHT SCREAM?!?! HELLO??! THE SPACE THE WRITING THE WAY THIS MAN KNOWS HOW TO USE WHAT GOD GAVE HIM, YEAH GIMME MORE

Then his gaze moved over to the ice bucket. A sinister grin twitching on his lips.

i’m sat, SAT. speak to me, theo. speak. to. me.

With that, he flicked the candle swiftly, finishing with it as he set it to the side of you two. Theodore took his fingers, tracing over the wax across your throat. "T... h...e...o-" His voice came out in a possessive whisper.

i actually moaned. BYE.

That you were his and only his. As if you didn't know that already.

i actually didn’t—show me again.

Fire and Ice

12 Days of Dickmas - Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: A cozy fireside evening with your boyfriend ends up getting hot to the touch, of course he can always make you melt👀

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, chars 18+, modern au, bf!theo, dom!theo, fireside fuck, clit stim, oral, PIV, wax play, ice play, temp play, dirty talk, teasing, rough sex, slight choking, possessive, praising, marking?, Theo showing you every sensation from hot to cold

Taking a sip from your glass, the champagne bubbled on your tongue. Theo placed the bottle back into the silver ice bucket. A great different from the fire flickering in front of you.

“Sei bellissima, mio ​​dolce amore—“

His hot breath ticked right against the crook of your neck. Softly smiling over to your boyfriend, a giggle escaped your lips. “You know what Italian does to me, Teddy…”

Teasing him right back, your faces were inches apart. A sly smirk grew on Theodore’s face. “I don’t believe I do…care to enlighten me, amore?” Growling right against your cheek, he stole a quick kiss of your rosed flesh.

The sparkling champagne was clearly giving you both a flirtatious buzz. Setting a romantic atmosphere around you both. “Oh, I’d love to enlighten you…” Breathing those words of seduction, you pressed your lush lips to Theo’s.

Instantly deepening the kiss, his hands roamed down your waist before gently laying you down. Climbing on top of you in front of the crackling fireplace.

“I can never get sick of kissing those lips of yours…”

Breathing into your mouth, he rocked himself on you. Feeling his throbbing bulge against the thin fabric of your pajama shorts. “Good…You better not-“ Moaning through the kiss, you tugged at his t-shirt.

Feeling a smirk grow on Theo’s lips, he pulled away for a moment. “Someone’s needy, hm-?” He teased, sitting back to throw his shirt off. His hands carefully unbuttoned your pajama blouse.

Helping you slip off your top, your breasts perked out. A hunger forming within his ocean gaze. “So…Fuckin’…Perfect….” Muttering in a low whisper, Theodore’s eyes glanced over to the fireplace for a moment.

There sat a sparkly crimson candle. Something of a Christmas decoration. Then his gaze moved over to the ice bucket. A sinister grin twitching on his lips. “What?” You asked, clearly confused about why your boyfriend’s attention was roaming around the room instead of on you.

“Why don’t we…Do something a little different tonight?— Whatchya think amore?”

Theo’s voice came out growl like almost, only igniting a heated flame within you. “S-sure…What do you have in mind, Teddy?” Questioning him in your usual submissive tone, he reached over, grabbing the candle.

“How about…Some fire and ice, hm?” A deep yet seductive chuckle freed raggedly from his throat. Temp play. Fuck. You had always wanted to try it. Slowly bobbing your head, you swallowed.

Biting back a smirk that wanted to form on your own lips, Theo held the wick of the candle over the fire. Getting it ready. “This is hot…Quite literally…Hot-“ A sea of giggles washed from your lips as you shuffled your shorts off.

With a sarcastic shake of his head, Theo laughed along with you before seeing your juicy cunt on full display for him. “—Cazzo…Fuckin’ Hell, Tesoro-“ He mumbled, holding the burning candle in one hand.

Gliding down his free hand, he immediately gave your throbbing little bud a few slaps, feeling your wetness splash against his palm while pleasurable yelps released from you. “F-fuck—“

Massively turned on already, Theo could hardly contain himself. “So wet for me, huh? So eager to get this wax all over this pretty body of yours?” Taunting you with his words, your back arched with a burning need.

“—Mhhmm…I want it, baby-“

Hearing your sensational begging, Theodore tilted the candle. The reddened wax dripping right between your tits. “Lookin’ so sexy covered in it—“ His darkened eyes traced over the wax while you Hissed from the intense warmth of it.

Quickly using his other hand, he grabbed an ice cube from the champagne bucket. Holding it between his pointer finger and thumb, teasing it along your pulsating little bud.

“S-so cold—“ A shiver ran down your spine from the icy yet sensual touch. However, almost instantly, Theodore let more of the crimson wax drop. This time across your nipples.

You could see the pride that washed over his face while you were lost in the icy hot sensations across your body. “So cold yet so hot- Huh, amore?” Teasing you, he swirled the ice cube around.

Feeling how it started to melt between your folds, the coolness mixed with your juices as you felt the wax atop your body hardening. “—Mhmmmm…I-I love this-“

Breathing out, the cube was practically melted at this point. Theo taking this time to circle his fingers around your clit. “Fuck— Yeah, you do…Such a good girl— Lookin’ so pretty…Painted in red for me-“ His voice becoming more and more growl-like.

The raunchy yet beautiful combination of the compliment made you shudder more than the Ice ever could. Your moans only progressively getting louder. He tilted the candle once more, this time over your abdomen, the wax splashing across your delicate skin.

Pain, pleasure, burning, all of it seemed to swish together to create a fine mixture of unusual bliss. Almost making your head fuzzy. “Let’s see…How fast you can make this melt-“ Theo clicked his tongue against his teeth, shooting you a cheeky wink

Reaching over to the silver-lined bucket once again, he grabbed a larger ice cube and plopped it in his mouth before kneeling between your spread legs. Your brows shot up, but then it hit you-

“T-Theo! Fuck- Feels so good- so cold!”

His lips immediately suctioned around your cluster of nerves, his tongue lapping around sloppily. The chillness of the cube causes goosebumps to erupt over you.

Now practically crying out from the intense feelings of ecstasy, Theo didn’t say a word. Instead focusing his tongue to flick as fast as it could against your achy clit.

One of his strong hands still held the half-used candle. Letting it pour over your mound this time. The wax spreading seamlessly around your sensitive skin. “G-gods— So close…So- fuckin’ close!”

Your body didn’t even know how to react anymore. Under the trance of your boyfriend, Theodore Nott. Indulged in the fire and ice going on.

However, His darkened gaze burned up into yours, his tongue moving in unimaginable swirls. The cube almost melted, but the coldness of it remained all around his mouth. Theo wanted nothing more than for you to be overstimulated with euphoria.

“D-don’t stop— p-please..Gods— I’m-“

Just as you were going to hit an intense climax, he made sure to pour down another layer of wax across your mound. Only igniting a more intense orgasm. Your screams echoing off the walls.

He slowly pulled away, his chin wet from not only the ice but from your juices as well. Wiping it away with the back of his hand, he smirked down at you. “So bloody beautiful when you finish for me-“

A cherried blush spread across your cheeks, Theo shuffled down his pants and pulled out his massive length. “Fuck me…please…fuck me-“ Begging out through a breath as if it was your last, you Physically saw his dick twitch.

“Cazzo— Don’t have to ask me twice, amore-“

With that, he slammed his thick and needy cock deep inside your juicy pussy. A loud groan guttering from his throat. “Each time I fuck you— God- I swear…You feel better each time-“

Through his thrusts, you were lost in a sea of moans, feeling Theo drive into you even harder. Just then, a lightbulb went off in that head of his. Reaching over to grab the flaming candle.

“Mmm— Theo-“ The babbling mess of you could hardly make out a word let alone a proper sentence. His pumps started to slow down, hitting smoothly against your cervix. Your gaze danced with the flame. Watching as he carefully dropped the wax. Moving it slowly.

“…Almost…Done-“ His tongue poked between his lips, the concentration painted over his chiseled face. “D-done with what?” You asked through a soft whimper.

With that, he flicked the candle swiftly, finishing with it as he set it to the side of you two. Theodore took his fingers, tracing over the wax across your throat. “T…h…e…o-“ His voice came out in a possessive whisper.

It hit you. His name. He spelled his name with the dark wax, right along your throat. “Oh? Marking me up as yours?-“ You managed to tease your boyfriend back. His hand now gripping around your neck.

“Just marking what’s mine—“

A possessive growl freed his lips before he mercilessly began to pound into you again. Showing exactly why you belonged to him. That you were his and only his. As if you didn’t know that already.

On the seventh day of Dickmas we get…Some fire..Some wax..and Some ice 👀🎁

Eeekkkk! This was so fun writing and I hope y’all enjoyed this as much as I did hehe🖤

Make sure you’re catching up with the other juicy fics from @nottsangel @nottswitch & @slytherinslut0 🎄

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OK THIS ONE IS MINE GTFO I’M SO DUMB

but you write so beautifully (this one is for me actually)

have written yours a thousand times. in the margins of books. in the still air of the night. on the inside of my skin.

I WANT THIS ON MY SKIN 😾😾 lowkey need a man like this

letter 2 — a spell in ink and blood

── . ❥ letters m.list

this letter was found hidden beneath your pillow. the ink is rich, deep red. it smears slightly when you touch it, as if it has not yet dried.

—

darling,

did you know that words hold power? that a name, when written carefully, can bind two souls together?

i have written yours a thousand times. in the margins of books. in the still air of the night. on the inside of my skin.

you are a spell i have cast over myself, a curse i wear willingly.

you should not trust letters written in ink so dark, in a hand so familiar. but you will read this to the end, won’t you?

it is already too late.

yours, forever. t.m.r.

—

💌 this is letter 2 of 6. new letters will appear every few nights. you shouldn’t read them. you will anyway.

✒️ taglist? reblog & whisper his name in the tags to be notified. he will hear you.

theo with a breeding kink who just wants to get y/n pregnant, he will literally do them for hours just to make sure the chances of them getting pregnant are high. this w maybe some spanking and mommy/daddy kink

Anon holy fuckkkkkk the fact this is one of my biggest kinks LMAO, alright let’s get into itttttt

Breed Me

Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend is so determined to breed you that he goes all night long

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, modern au, chars 18+, bf!theo, boyfriend!theo, PIV, rough sex, doggy, creampie(s), breeding kink, impregnation, spanking, rough sex, dirty talk, degrading, daddy kink, dom&sub, Theo filling us the fuck up

Two hours, two fucking hours later and so many creampies you had both lost count, your body and mind were in a haze. —Swat swat swat!— Theo’s heavy hand landed across your already welted ass cheek.

“Fuck! Yes, daddy—“ Crying out in sheer pleasure, your body was a mess. A mess made by Theodore Nott. And fuck— Did he absolutely adore the mess of you. “That’s right, does my little cumslut wanna be filled up again, hm?”

Pounding into you at great force, you perked your ass higher for your boyfriend. Your knees shaky against the dampened bedsheets. “Y-yes, p-please give me that cum, daddy!”

Little did you know, besides the crazy breeding kink you both had, Theo was hoping for one thing tonight. Getting you pregnant. It wasn’t that you were against it either. “Cazzo- I bet you feel so full, don't you? So full of my cock and cum?”

Through your whimpers, you could feel him drilling into your cum soaked pussy even harder than before. His previous seed spilling out from each thrust, His cock twitching between your stretched-out walls. “Mmhmmmm- Gods— I love it! I love it- fuck!- so…so much!”

Your whimpers, moans, everything was almost too much for your boyfriend. Ramming into you even harder, He smacked across your ass once again. “Gonna fill you the fuck up- Breed you, Cara— Fuck!-“ His toned body jerked, feeling the warmness of his hot sticky cum shoot along your cervix.

But Theo didn’t stop- Oh no. You both were riding out the high of unprotected messy sex together. The entire night he fucked you, destroyed you, filled you the fuck up. Switching you in every position known to man. Breeding you until the chances of pregnancy were so high, it had to happen.

AHHHHH I had sm fun writing this Drabble! I’m a slut for breeding hehehe

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still feel it, i might die

something is off i just feel it

Santa’s Little Tease

12 Days of Dickmas - Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: Roleplaying in the new lingerie your boyfriend got you certainly gets spicy👀

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, chars 18+, modern au, dom!theo, bf!theo, dombf!theo, rough sex, anal, slight roleplaying, lingerie, clit stim, slight spitting, spanking, degrading, dirty talk, dom&sub

—Smack smack smack!- The sound of Theo’s heavy palm swatting across your ass echoed around the room. Feeling the burn spread across your cheeks.

Meanwhile, Theo was balls deep inside of your ass. Your bright red and green lace elf lingerie rode up your back as he mercilessly plowed deep inside of you.

Feeling the way your knuckles already started to turn white from gripping the bedsheets so fucking hard. “God— I love fucking your tight little hole-“

Theo physically spat down onto his cock and your ass— getting it even wetter as he used you to his liking. You turned your head back to look at him.

“F-fuck! I love it when you—“

Your words got cut off as you felt Theodore snake his hand around your body, firmly pressing down on your swollen clit. The room swirled with your moans.

The way your body tensed and clenched around his length was driving your boyfriend mad— holding back his climax as much as he could. “What was that? My naughty elf seems to have lost her words hm?”

Taunting you and incorporating the little bit of roleplay from the lingerie he had bought you— You were a babbling mess of bliss. Feeling his fingers run faster on your cluster of nerves.

“I-I— just feels s-so good!”

Managing to squeak out your words, you perked your ass higher for Theodore. Anal was something you both loved and did quite often. Being something of a kink for both of you.

Another loud and hard smack landed on your already reddened ass cheek. Wincing from the pain he railed inside of you even harder. “So good hm, Tesoro?— Dirty fuckin’ girl.”

An orgasm was approaching you— and quickly at that. The mix of anal, clit stimulation, and Theodore’s dirty talk in that thick Italian accent? Fucking Hell—

“Your dirty girl, Teddy— Fuck! Please don’t stop— Please!” You begged your boyfriend who was already drilling into you like a fucking jackhammer. “Stop?— Cazzo- I wouldn’t even think of stopping…Gonna cum for me, hm? Cum for me like the little anal slut you are?”

It was almost too overstimulating— In the best way possible. “Y-yes! Yes— Fuck I’m gonna—“ Your moans turned to screams as you felt yourself hit a very intense and pleasurable orgasm.

Your body convulsed from the euphoria that streamed throughout your body but Theo kept his rough pace, not even a glimmer of him stopping. Wanting you to feel nothing but pleasure throughout your entire climax.

“What’s my girl want hm?— Where do you want my cum?”

Theo asked, still not stopping, still going hard inside of you. Your mascara was practically dripping down your face by now, letting out a little groan before replying. “I- Fuck! I want it inside of me— please…pleasepleaseplease!”

Begging him like the good and obedient little sub you are, your boyfriend couldn’t help but smirk down at the marvelous view of you. “Fuck— Don’t have to tell me twice, bambina-“

Growling out his words, he pounded into you even faster. Something you weren’t even sure was humanly possible. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head while you felt your body go spiritual in a sense.

“Gonna fill up that perfect little hole of yours— my little anal slut- fuck— I’m gonna fill you up, Tesoro— Cazzo-“

On the 10th day of Dickmas we get…Anal, just…Anal hehehe👀🎁

Hope my bbys enjoyed! Thank you for being patient during the holidays and since I’m on vacation!

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KIRA KIRA KIRA!! YOU FUCKING GENIUS JSJSJSJSJ!! THIS WAS SO HOT BUT I WAS SO MAD READING IT, I’M GOING TO KISS YOUR FACE AND BRAIN RN 🏃‍♀️

"such a slut f'me... always ready, huh? wet like a bitch..."

i need your ability to write smut and dirty talk— teach me your ways RIGHT NOW

"enjoy while you can, piccola,"

oh bb i’m ENJOYING IT 🙂‍↕️ need that

"this is a present, just so you know, yeah? don't think i'm gonna give you my mouth fully, baby, that's your sister's."

HE MADE MAD HORNY AND MAD IN A SPACE OF 5 SECONDS, HOW HOW?! BYE I’M KICKING HIS ASS

"you like the exact same things as her. almost like you're sisters or something?"

i would slap him so hard, this sexy mf 🤺

"nuh-uh, baby. theodore for you,"

kira…you’re so mean omg 😭

"you sounded better between my legs," — "that's what she says too,"

blocking you… real

10/10 and i need therapy 🧑‍🦯‍➡️

bf!sister theo eating you out on your birthday as a gift

fun fact: sister’s bf!theo is double the munch as the usual theo, and i think we all understand why

warnings: 18+ smut, oral (f receiving), degrading, implied intox, cursing

"don’t worry, amore, i’ll get her to her room."

"thanks, teddy, you’re the best."

theo placed a chaste kiss on your sister’s lips, looking all parts sympathetic. you frowned, your eyes darting between her and her boyfriend, wondering what they were even on about. it was your birthday, and you didn’t even have that much to drink – a couple of champagne glasses and just starting on shots. however, nott’s smirk that appeared as soon as he turned his face away from your sister told you everything you needed to know.

that was how you ended up splayed out on your bed, panting and biting your bottom lip to stifle your moans as your sister’s boyfriend slowly but surely devoured your dripping pussy. it was different today – not the usual hurried haste of your encounters, all dry humping and jerking off, but something slower, almost… gentle. you’d heard your sister gushing about theo’s oral skills multiple times, and finally, finally you could see for yourself, albeit it wasn’t really your initiative.

"such a slut f’me… always ready, huh? wet like a bitch…"

yeah, almost was the key word.

you grabbed a fistful of theo’s hair, pressing his face deeper between your thighs to shut him up – he liked running his mouth way too much when it was way more useful for other things. theo rolled his eyes, giving your inner thigh a light slap before wrapping his lips around your clit and giving it a firm suck, making your body arch off the bed from the sheer pleasure of it. your hand flew to your mouth, covering up a moan that threatened to escape, which only made theo smirk like an absolute bastard.

"can’t even stay quiet. pathetic, bambina, really," he murmured against your folds, but his face ended up being shoved into you once more, your grip on his – stupid – curls tightening. he hissed but eagerly returned to work, his tongue swirling around your sensitive clit and lapping up your juices that started staining the sheets underneath.

but he just couldn’t shut up, could he? "enjoy while you can, piccola," theo mumbled once again, each of his words interrupted by the slurping sounds of his lips collecting all your arousal into his mouth. "this is a present, just so you know, yeah? don’t think i’m gonna give you my mouth fully, baby, that’s your sister’s."

his infuriating smirk seeped into his voice, which only made you want to rip his hair out, and you probably would had you not been so fucking close.

"shut your damn mouth, teddy,” you breathlessly retorted, trying to match his mocking, though it wasn’t as easy with his tongue getting back to your swollen clit that throbbed with pleasure.

"nuh-uh, baby. theodore for you," he teased, but your fingertips digging into his scalp let him know that if he didn’t make you cum right that moment, he’d end up with a pretty nasty bald patch. he chuckled, slipping his tongue into your clenching entrance, pressing into the spongy flesh of your walls in a way that made you bite on your palm. your orgasm started trickling down his chin in a few seconds, and you’d be embarrassed of the speed which he managed to tip you over the edge with if you were still in your right mind.

"it’s so fucking easy with you, huh," theo hummed, pretending to be deep in thought as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "you like the exact same things as her. almost like you’re sisters or something?"

there was that smirk again. you gritted your teeth, giving him a shove to get him off your bed already – he was definitely overstaying his welcome.

"you sounded better between my legs,” you quipped, your voice finally starting to steady after the mind blowing orgasm this fucker managed to give you. so your sister definitely wasn’t lying–

"that’s what she says too," theo answered, giving you a sly wink as he climbed off the bed, accompanied by your slipper hitting his back with a quiet thud. he pretended to clutch his back, even though he wasn’t really hurt, and lingered at the door, giving you one last irritating, annoying, downright fucking exasperating look. "happy birthday, piccola. now i’m gonna give my girl a present too, for having such a slut as a sister."

» au ; more

Smutmas 2024 | ᴛᴏᴍ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ x ʀᴏꜱɪᴇʀ ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

I Appreciate You.

Short summary: After some persuasion, Tom joins you for Christmas dinner. Only then he finds out your parents haven’t exactly treated you well and seizes the opportunity to show you what it means to be truly appreciated.

Warnings: nothing, just fluff (for now…)

A/N: I have entered a bad case of writing block halfway through this, so I cut it short. I AM SORRY. I’ll take a day or two off and write a pt 2☹️

wordcount: 1,6k

Tom and you have been friends for a while – or rather study accomplices, as he would call it. Though lately, you have grown closer. Oddly close, at least if you knew Riddle, who wasn’t one to interact with others unless it served a purpose. You have known that from the beginning, so it never really appeared to you why he would be different towards you exactly – but you weren’t going to complain about someone tutoring you after all – someone who was equally as smart as pretty.

“You forgot pearl dust.” he sighs in disappointment, not looking up as he fidgets with his quill. “Tom it’s been two hours, my head is a mess. Let’s take a break?”

His gaze flicks from his quill to your eyes and stares at you briefly before speaking up. “I don’t take breaks. If you want me to keep being generous enough to help you, you do it my way.”

That’s how it goes every single time. You don’t argue against it – you just do what he says. The desperation to become better at Potions is greater than your ego after all and you have also come to notice it is better not to talk back to him. The last time you did, he wouldn’t even speak to you for two weeks after.

Tom clears his throat and you return your focus to the present. “It’s been an unnecessarily long time since you have started staring at me. Focus on your textbook.”

“Right, right! Sorry.” Your cheeks heat up and you repeat the brewing process from the beginning.

After what feels like an eternity, he is satisfied – as much as he could be. Tom obviously is never fully satisfied, always has something to criticize that you didn’t do right, something he says you would need to work on the next time you two meet to study.

There was always going to be a next time.

As you two pack up, you see house elves working on the Christmas decorations just outside the library, putting up a pine tree and some red and golden ornaments. It’s the Thursday before winter break, and you would soon go home to spend the time with your family. They have told you to bring a friend, though all of them have declined so far. You would just go alone. Until – well, you think about Tom.

“Uh, I actually have one more question.” You start, turning to face him. He raises his eyebrows expectantly signalling you to continue. “Soooo, I have been wanting to ask you whether you wanted to join me for Christmas dinner at home. My parents have asked me to bring someone along.”

“We aren’t friends. Besides that, I don’t celebrate Christmas.”

That’s exactly the answer you assumed he’d give, but you weren’t going to give up that easily. Your family has been talking about him often lately, about the Gaunt family, purebloods just like you. All the things they say you don’t understand anyway. It’s been like that since you were born, they always favoured your older brother over you. You have stopped arguing against it.

“Come on, Tom! It’s just a dinner, one evening. I know you don’t usually leave Hogwarts for Christmas break, I just wanted to give you the opportunity to meet my parents. They have been talking about you.”

He contemplates for a moment then. He is aware that his family, at least his mother’s side, has caught people’s attention. Apparently also the Rosiers’. Rosier family, part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight. It would only be to his benefit to get to know them personally. And he hated admitting it, but lately - he has found himself strangely intrigued by you. A smart girl, who wouldn’t normally need his tutoring, not if he didn’t tell you to come back every week for another lesson.

“I suppose I will think about it. If I decide for it, I will join you at the train station.”

Your lips curl into a bright smile. “Thank you, Tommy! You are the best.”

He sighs. “How often have I told you to stop calling me that?”

“Sorry, sorry! I am just super excited to introduce you. They have been pestering me with questions about your mother’s family.”

You swear you see a slight spark in his eyes at the mention of his mother, though his usual stern expression returns just a second later. “Have a good evening.” he replies and leaves you behind at the library without saying another word.

-

There has not been a single sign of Tom when you board the train. Secretly you have hoped he would come and join you, though as soon as you leave the station you find yourself at peace with the fact you’d be going home alone for the break. The scenery shifts as you look out of the window, a thick layer of snow covering the otherwise green Scottish Highlands. You see deer scavenging for any grass they can find, scraping at the frozen ground with their hooves, the nearby hares’ white winter fur blending in perfectly with the scenery.

There aren’t too many students in your wagon, meaning you get to have a compartment all for yourself. Just like normally, your eyes grow tired, voices around you turning into a blur, and you fall asleep.

It wasn’t long until someone clearing their throat, taking a seat next to you woke you again. “So, what’s for dinner?” he asks, and you turn to face him.

Your face lights up at the sight of the person in front of you. “Tom! I am so happy you decided to come along!”

“I suppose it’s a welcome opportunity to connect with another renowned family.” he replies, and you nod, though slightly disappointed. “Of course.”

The rest of the journey, both of you don’t speak much. It’s a weird energy between you, something you don’t quite recognize. You are glad – as glad as you could be, knowing your family awaits you just outside – when the train arrives at your station. Both of you get off, and your mother’s and father’s faces light up at the sight of, not you, but Tom. They greet him first, ask him how the journey has been.

It’s only when you arrive at home that they ask you to help prepare dinner while Tom’s being shown around the manor. Even at dinner they won’t let him be and you wonder whether it was a good decision to bring him home with you.

In a moment of silence, your mother first looks at you, then at him. A smile forms on her face, something you only rarely get to see and you wonder what may be behind it.

“We are so glad you have decided to join us. Our daughter really couldn’t have chosen a better boyfriend.”

Oh.

You feel your heart drop in your chest at her words. They must have misunderstood the situation. Your cheeks heat up and you see Tom’s face changing into one of confusion.

Trying to save the evening, you quickly try to explain. “No it’s- we are not-“

“I am pleased to hear I am meeting your expectations.”

Tom’s words cut you off, and for a moment you aren’t sure whether you have heard him correctly. You blink a few times and shoot him a confused look, and he smiles at you.

Smiles.

You nod quickly, lowering your gaze onto the plate in front of you as you feel your cheeks heat up. For the rest of the evening, you don’t say much, even when you all gather around the Christmas tree. They ask questions about your relationship, which only Tom answers. He sits next to you and as the night progresses, his hand wanders up your lower back, snaking around your waist. You visibly shiver at his touch but decide to play along.

As soon as everyone has excused themselves to bed, you move away a little, escaping his grip. “Tom, I am sorry, they must have completely misunderstood.”

He shakes his head. “Don’t apologize.”

“No really I-“

“Sshhh.” he whispers, his face inching closer to yours then, capturing you in a tender kiss. His hand rests on the back of your head, softly pressing you against him. You inhale deeply as you break apart, your eyes trailing up from his lips to his eyes. It’s only the candles on the Christmas tree that shine a dim light on both of your forms, yet you are able to make out the changed look on his face.

“We shouldn’t.” you murmur, shaking your head.

“I see the way you look at me in the library. And you perfectly know why I want to keep meeting you. Yet both of us are too stubborn to admit it.”

Though you hate to admit it, he’s right.

“I just didn’t think you would like someone like me.”

Tom huffs. “You never acknowledge your worth, and I suspect that is what your parents have taught you. They don’t see your potential. They diminish your achievements. Why do you let them?” he asks, and you rest your head on his shoulder.

“I have stopped caring a long while ago. You know how it is.”

Tom doesn’t reply after that, though his hand continues running up and down your back soothingly. You stay like this for a while, until he slowly turns his head, facing you.

“I will show them what it means to appreciate you.”

His voice is low and controlled as his face is a mere inch away from yours, his breath warm on your skin.

“I will show you what it means to be appreciated.”

UNDERGROUND FIGHTER AU

𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗼𝗻; 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗯𝘆 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘆 — 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂.

fighter mattheo riddle x fem reader

— Mattheo didn’t need violence to lose himself; maybe because violence was where he found himself, the only place he knew he was good, the only place where people feared and respected him. In the ring, in the underground, he had control—he was control. It was between the punches and the blood that he felt alive, that he could be the monster he wanted to be, with no one to challenge him.

But with you, the story was different. Your touch broke him faster than any punch he’d ever taken, made him bleed in ways he never had before; you took away his control, made his breath falter, and his thoughts turn to chaos; he hated how you made him feel small and vulnerable, but at the same time, he couldn’t resist any part of you. Violence made him feel found, but you, you made him feel lost, and so it was only fair that he'd do the same to you, right?

© mattnott 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝, 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎, 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕, 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔.

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I’M SO READY FOR THIS, a hot man with uniform 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️

⊹ ࣪ ˖ MILITARY!MATTHEO

₊⊹ military!mattheo ; the battle-hardened soldier with calloused hands and a voice like gravel, always carrying the scent of gunpowder and pine. his uniform is pressed, his posture straight, but the second he’s through the door, he’s on you—starved, desperate, whispering how fucking beautiful you are between rough kisses. he’s spent months dreaming about this, about you—about the way your soft little body fits beneath his, about how sweet you sound when he fucks you open, stretching you until you’re trembling. you’re his gentle girl, his soft thing, and he swears he’ll never let the world touch you—only him. and when he folds you in half, pressing your knees to your chest as he buries himself deep, murmuring how much he loves you, how much he missed you—you believe him.

₊⊹ works

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my girl @nottsangel has a military!theo au as well, so if you like this, definitely check that out!!