𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 | 𝟏𝟔+

𝟎𝟏 | 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 - 𝐌𝐑

Summary: Y/n has wet dreams of Mattheo and he knows everything about it.

Warning; spitting, blood, riding, degrading, spanking, praising, choking, creampie
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Your hips were griding against his, all kinds of sounds leaving his mouth, "So needy," he whispered in your ear. »Keep going, good girl.«

You pressed your lips against his, hard. He kissed you back, you two making out passionately. His hips bucking upwards aswell. He loved how you felt as you grinded on him.

Breaking the make-out session, he leaned down and softly kissed your jaw then your neck, leaving a small purple mark on there. He knew what he was doing, he knew this is driving you mad.

He had you wrapped around his pinky finger when it came to sex. He knew exactly what you want.

His wet, sloppy kisses felt incredible against your skin.

"Mattheo, please," you moaned out.Not being able to keep it in anymore, you begged.

"Hm? What do you want?" he teased, slightly nibbling on your earlobe. »Tell me princess, tell me all your dirty secrets.«

"Please fuck me,"

"No sleeping in my class Y/l/n!" Professor Snape slammed a book on your desk, waking you up from the amazing dream about your lover.

"I'm sorry sir," you apologised immediately, too embarrassed to look at him you kept your head down. Your cheeks were blushing like crazy.

The whole class stared at you as you were getting shouted at, including Mattheo with his significant smirk across his face.

Snape scoffed and rolled his eyes, »Don't let it happen again, or punishment will be in order,« he sneered and hurried away.

"Those were some very naughty fantasies you had there, darling," Mattheo whispered in your ear and placed his cold hand on your thigh.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Mattheo," you lied, "Oh really? So in your dream you weren't begging me to touch you?" He asked and moved his hand closer to your private part.

Your breath quickened and You pressed your thighs together, "You weren't begging me to fuck you?" Mattheo whispered again and moved his hand up so it was in contact with your damp underwear.

You know he saw absolutely everything, every little detail of your dream, so there was no denying him. But you still did, too embarassed to talk about it with him.

"N-no," you stammered and Mattheo smirked, "Your wet panties tell me a different story," he rubbed you through them and you closed your eyes, trying not to let out a sound.

"Class dismissed!" Snape yelled out and Mattheo removed his hand, "We're gonna finish this later, sweetheart," He whispered and left.

You were left flustered in Snape's class. Quickly you picked up your things and hurried out. You wouldn't let his words get to you, hopefully.

Throughout the whole day you rubbed your thighs together in every class, creating friction, hoping the feeling that has been bothering you will go away.

Your panties got wetter with each lesson that passed. He always gets under your skin with those kinda stuff.

But at the end of the day nothing else would help but the feeling of his cock inside of you. God, you got even wetter as you thought about him.

You were walking back to the Slytherin common room. As you walked in you plopped on the big emerald green sofa near the fireplace. It was pretty cozy in here, despite being in the dungeons.