I'm yours if you're mine | Mattheo Riddle x Reader

6

"You—you what?"

It was like as if my brain just froze, I was trying to comprehend what Mattheo had just said, did Mattheo Riddle say "I'm sorry" ?

"What?" Mattheo said, frustrated

"Y-you said sorry!" I said shocked though happy at the same time, this was something to bug him about, since I'd never expect a Riddle to say sorry.. especially not him

"No I didn't—"

"Yes you did!" I said as a smirk formed on my lips, I walked towards him, he looked embarrassed. It felt like I was dominant for a second, but I knew that wouldn't last long so might as well make the most of it?

"Just do what you do best Parkinson and fuck off" Mattheo said as I now realised that our noses we almost touching "Riddle you said sorry to me" I whispered tauntingly as my smirk didn't leave my lips

"It was an impulse."

"You still did it."

He was shocked by my fast answer, it looked like he had no clue what to do in that situation, our breaths were colliding, we were inches away from each other.. all we had to do was to go a little closer and—

Mattheo laughed suddenly.

"What?" I said snapping into reality

"Nothing nothing, quick question though.." he said as my smirk was completely gone and his had approached..

"What would you do if.." he put his hands around my waist and pulled us closer together, our bodies touching, OUR BODIES FUCKING TOUCHING!!!
I was panicking, my breath hitched as my thighs were pressed up against his. Oh. My. God.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!

A million thoughts were on my mind.

I didn't know what to do.

"And this.." Mattheo continued by putting a hand on my cheek, his cold rings touching my burning skin making shivers being sent down my spine

"Riddle— w-what are you doing?"

His cologne was filling my nostrils and I couldn't move, everything froze, I froze. I don't know what I'm supposed to do, should I punch him?

He ignored my question completely though he was watching my lips with lust filling his eyes, for fucks sake he looked so fucking hot in this moment..

"Riddle I—"

"Just shut the fuck up will you?" Mattheo said as I felt a little frustration fill his voice, he lust-full eyes began to disappear and he looked more fierce.. shit

"Riddle I just don't think—"

"Shh.." he cut me off by putting his finger on my lips making my breath hitch, we were all alone in the dark common room.. not anyone just me and Mattheo..

Mattheo pulled me closer and closer and his rough though soft lips touched mine, sending butterflies in my stomach..

I wrapped my arms around Mattheos neck making him push me roughly up against the cold wall
"fuck—" I whimpered in pain though being cut of by his lips kissing me aggressively. What the hell..

"Mattheo—" I said in between the kiss

"Will you just shut the fuck up?!" Mattheo exclaimed making rage fill my body, it felt as if he was taking advantage of me..

"What the fuck are you doing Mattheo?!" I yelled pushing him away from me.

"Parkinson—"

"Parkinson?!" I yelled "We just fucking kissed Mattheo and you're still calling me by my last name?!" I yelled once again as rage kept filling my voice