(Smut! finally)
The flash light shined in our alley way and before the light could touch us, we apparate to my room. Since we apperated from the position we were, I found myself sitting on top Riddle on my bed. I giggle as he groans and scrunch his face in pain.
"Stop laughing, you're heavy" he jokes, I hope.
"Shut up fat-ass" I said leaning in as our lips meet again his hands come on my waist pulling my sweat pants off. I felt myself soak through my panties and my kisses travel down his jaw and neck leaving marks. He groans as I lightly move my hips on him and slowly take of my panties.
Mattheo's POV
It frustrated me how she was teasing me. I was hard to the point it hurt. My jaw clenches as she leaves kisses down my neck. It was different, she was teasing but also being affectionate at the time. I didn't think she was able to project affection, no offense. She slowly undid the buttons on the shirt and I slowly get up leaning against the headboard and removed my shirt. She freezes for a second eyes on my chest, specifically my scars. I thought it made her uncomfortable as it has before with other people, including me. But she didn't show emotion. She looked into my eyes and leaned in for a kiss again and gently ran her hand on my chest to my stomach over my scar, I'm not going to lie, it was comforting.
It was crazy how easily she just took control, but I think I'll only let it go on for a while. Her hands reach my pants and she stops.
"Are you sure?" She stops and asks. I freeze for a second; was she asking me for consent. It was weird but I made it more comforting. And obviously, I wouldn't turn this down.
"Yeah" I smile at her and she returns one back and top of her top, but I hold her hands to stop her.
"Are you sure?" I return the question. She stops to look at me slightly shocked and with a pinkish tint over her cheeks.
"Yes," she smiles before giving a peck on my lips before taking off her shirt, and couldn't help but admire her tattoos, I actually loved them. She slowly unzips my pant and pulls them down and I push the pants further off my feet. She gently glides her palm over my boxers as I try to hold back the groans. She adds more tension by leaving hickeys on my neck, there will surely be marks in the morning. She pulls my dick out and tenses at me, well a specific part of me. I couldn't help but smirk. She saw my smirk and rolled her eyes before lifting her hips and placing one hand on my chest and the other aligning herself onto my dick. My smirk turns into shock that she decides to ride me instead of choosing an easier, less painful way. I groan feeling her wetness as I slide into her tightness. Her jaw clenched and eyes shut as bit her lip entering herself deeper into me. Once she takes as much as she can she places her other hand on my chest and starts rolling her hips. She didn't take me fully but it felt so fucking good. Wonder how good it would feel if she took everything. She went back to placing love bites on my neck to compress her moans. But I wasn't going to let her take control fully. I place one hand on her hip guiding her faster and the other around her neck lifting her face to me, slightly choking her. She furrows her eyebrows annoyed that I took control of a part of her dominance but eventually gave in.
It shocked me how she wasn't complaining about the pain. Her eyes watered as I increased the pace of her hips and her moans only got louder and faster. I could feel her tighten more which meant she was close and also meant I was going to reach my end soon too. My groans got louder as she clenched around me. I guide both her hands on my shoulder for support as I place both hands on her hips. And without a warning, I pushed her further deep into me. She lets out a scream and with that, her moans got louder.
"Mattheo I'm close" she struggled to say.
"Not yet" I groan, I was enjoying concurring her dominance.

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