Mattheo Riddle imagines and one shots

i want you

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Mattheo and I were laying in his bed watching a movie. Suddenly, I feel his hand on my thigh. I turn my head to look at him only to see him already looking back at me.

"I thought you wanted to watch the movie." i say teasing him and raising my eyebrows

"mhm" he says starting to play with my hair "but i could think of something i would much rather do" he adds

"oh really?" i ask already knowing what he's thinking

"yeah" he answers

He pulls me onto his lap

"Tell me what you want, Mattheo" I whisper into his ear with a cocky smirk as he looks up at me with lust in his eyes

"I-" he tries to spit out but trails off when i start to pepper kisses on his neck

"speak up Mattheo" I say playing with the hem of his shirt, making him groan.

Before I could say anything else, I feel his lips crash onto mine

"you" He pulls away and says breathlessly and tries to compromise himself "i want you"

A/N- this was so awkward to write in first person, i feel like the ghosts in my room are judging me. i hope you liked it