Riddles | Y/N x Mattheo Riddle

Hell (Mattheo's Version)

"Can we go," I mumbled, out of breath
"Right now?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Where?" He questioned, breathily.
"Heaven."
He smiled knowingly.
We apparated into his bed in the Slytherin dorm. My back now on soft sheets instead of the hard wall. I gazed into his eyes that were shaded from the poor lighting, my heartbeat quickened.
"I don't know about heaven," he started, brushing his fingers up my leg, he brought his lips to my ear, "but I can show you hell."

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Mattheo leaned down and pecked at my lips, placing soft kisses down my neck. I ran my fingers through his dark locks, slightly nervous. I felt safe with Mattheo but I couldn't help my thoughts go back to Cedric... and what he did to me.
Mattheo unzipped my black dress, and slowly slid it off my body, all the while staring me down, multiplying my nerves.
He pulled off his vest and shirt, showing me his gorgeous abs, they certainly turned me on.

I breathe deeply hoping that I'm ready for this. He's not Cedric. He's not even like Cedric. Mattheo slithered back up like the Slytherin he is, his eyes piercing mine. They were full of flames of desire and lust. "Can I touch you," he whispered in his sultry voice. My heart galloped at his words. I nodded unable to form words. He proceeded to glide his fingers under my back and unclasp my bra. It loosened and he pulled it off. Mattheo stared at my breasts admiring them with a mischievous smirk. He started at my neck leaving small lovemarks everywhere. His mouth met my nipples my body did a small bolt, I had never felt this kind of pleasure before. I let out small sighs each time he kissed my breasts, sending tingles through my nerves. He kissed down my torso to my waist. Mattheo hooked his fingers into my panties.
"W-wait! Wait." I yelled in a frenzy of nerves. Shit, I interrupted the flow. He perked up,
"what?! Did I do something wrong!? I'm sorry. I'm sorry, please." I smiled at his words and stroked his hair,
"you didn't do anything Theo, just, what if someone hears us?" He laughed,
"So what?" I knew they couldn't see because his bed's curtains were drawn but still.
"Love, I don't care. They can hear us, it doesn't matter. At least they'll know your mine. All. Mine." He continued what he was doing and I took a deep breath still a little frightened.

He brought his head between my legs and slowly pulled down my panties. My grip on the sheets tightened and my breathing quickened in anticipation. He took one last glance at me and surprisingly, I nodded. Even frightened and nervous my mind and heart knew what I truly wanted. What I needed, what I craved.
I sighed lightly as his lips kissed my scars. He mumbled small words of appreciation and care.
"I could never do this to you love."
"Your beautiful Puffs."
I let out a sharp gasp, his mouth had found my clit and oh lord were the sensations crazy. I arched my back as he dug deeper in. I let out my first moan and instantly slapped my hand on my mouth. "Ugh, fuck!" I moaned muffled. Mattheo stopped.
"Theo? Why did you stop?"
"Hand down," he demanded. My heart skipped a beat, I don't know if his tone made me scared or excited, "I want to hear you screaming my name, my slut." I was shook. I had seen mean Mattheo before but lord was this mean Mattheo ten times hotter. I nodded yes and he dove right back in. I felt his tongue insert and I jolted forward. My fingers ran through his luscious hair. I moaned out as I felt his thumb on my clit, rubbing in circles. "Oh my god Theo," I couldn't stop moaning. He moved his mouth to my clit and his fingers lower. I had a feeling I knew what he was going to do. Without warning he inserted his finger. I gasped out sharply bucking my hips forward. He began moving it faster. I felt this strange daze wash over me. Like I was seeing stars in another dimension. I felt tightness in my waist, like I was going to burst. It was uncomfortable, it was pleasurable, it made my pussy throb.
"Th-theo!" I whined out, "I feel something in my stomach, like I'm going to explode."
"That's my cue," he said. And then he stopped. I whined out, "why did you stop? I wanted to feel what was happening,"
"It's called an orgasm love. And it's the best feeling, but I don't want you to feel it yet. I want it to happen when I'm in you." That last sentence made me blush, but now I knew what he was going to do and I was nervous again.

He sat up on his knees. Watching me lustfully he unbuckled his belt and pulled off his pants. I could see his bulge through his black boxers. I was so nervous to see him. He pulled them down and out sprung his dick. I gulped at the size. I closed my eyes recalling how I fantasized this for the longest time, and that now, it was actually happening.

I jumped at the feeling of his tip at my entrance, my mind was clouded with dirty thoughts and a slight fear, a good fear. Mattheo's shadowed eyes and dark look had me swooning, butterflies soaring.
"Ready?" I nodded, licking my lips. He poked the head in and jolted forward.
"Oh my god," I moaned, "slowly please."
"As you wish," he said, "but only today," he mumbled the last bit.

Mattheo put his hands on either side of my head. "Just breathe. It might hurt just a little, you're tight." He slowly slide in groaning as my sides squeezed him. My hands clenched the sheets and I bit my lip, trying to refrain from screaming in pleasure.
"Fuck," he groaned, "I love your tight little cunt."
The tip of his cock reached a spot I never thought it could reach. When it touched I felt a million vibrations that were ten times more pleasing then anything I've felt. I couldn't hold back, I let out a screeching moan singing Theo's name.
"Found it," he moaned, pleased.
"F-found what?" I asked, stuttering.
"Your g-spot, the place it feels the nicest when I fuck you."
"Then fuck me Mattheo Riddle. Fuck me until I can't breathe."
"Gladly." He pushed in and I moaned. He kept thrusting in and out, harder and faster each time. His bed was creaking and we were both making such unholy noises, so loud it should be illegal.
I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in a kiss, desperate to feel more. He hugged my body planting hot wet kisses on my neck and chest. His hands began playing with my breasts, twirling the nipples between his fingers. My fingers sunk into his back. I leaned my head up and arched my back, unable to breathe at this very moment.

"Next time," he groaned next to my ear.
"Y-yes!" I moaned, high pitched.
"I'm going to-" he groaned loudly, "to bring out the cuffs.. and toys." he placed his hand over my neck and brought his head down, "and torture you until you scream my name. Until you can't breathe. Until you can't think..."
Oh lord was that hot, his words broke the knot and I released out, "Fuck! Theo. UH! Oh god!" I moaned. My back arched and my fingers digging into his beautifully tan skin as I experienced my first orgasm, and lord was it euphoric. The most ecstatic feeling. My body used so much power but felt relief. But my mind, my mind was in space, dancing with stars and jumping on the moon. My heart was pounding, racing like a chaser on a quidditch field. And my legs were trembling as if I was outside on this wintery Christmas day. I had just been given the greatest Christmas present afterall.

"Almost there," Mattheo gasped, breathy. He tucked his head into my neck and groaned, almost deep enough to be a growl. I don't think Mattheo is an animagus or a werewolf, I guess he was really stimulated, going absolutely feral. I also began feeling strong sensations, stronger than before. After the orgasm, everything was more delicate. I began bucking forward moaning again, it was too much.
"Hurry Theo," I whined. His body began shaking and I gasped as he came inside me. The feeling was the weirdest thing ever, but it felt... good. His strangled moans and whimpers echoed in my right ear. Mattheo collapsed on top of me and I ran my fingers through his hair.
"Did you feel good?" He asked.
"Good doesn't even begin to explain it."
"Was it 'heaven'," he teased.
"No, it was hell. Hot and sinful," he laughed at my retort, "and you my love. You were my dirty, dirty devil."

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Is anyone else sweating? Just me... Because I cannot stop the butterflies.
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