Slytherin Queen || Mattheo Riddle

C H A P T E R - T H I R T Y - F I V E

TW: SMUTTTTTT

𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚁𝙳 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝚂 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Liza and Mattheo were both in his dorm. Liza was laying her head against Mattheo's chest, her arms snuggled around his waist. His warm and masculine scent tickled her nostrils and her chest rose and fell with her breathing. Every now and then, she felt his chest expand as he let out a breath of air. Just listening to his heartbeat was enough to make her content, but she knew it could become much better soon.

Mattheo pulled Liza closer by her soft and delicate shoulders and leaned in to kiss her forehead. He couldn't help but express his affection for her in the most tender and innocent ways possible. Despite being portrayed as the "cold bad boy," it was obvious that deep down Mattheo was a softie, especially when it came to Liza.

"Do you think we're going to last, you know when we graduate Hogwarts and all the other stuff? You can be honest," Liza said, her eyes never leaving his.

Mattheo smiled down at her.

"I'd like to think so, there's no one else I'd rather be with. I can't imagine what it would be like without you" he responded softly, kissing the top of her hair.

Liza smirked playfully as she ran her hands up and down his back, feeling him come alive when she touched him.

"I'm not going anywhere, you're stuck with me" she joked, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck to pull him closer to her.

"Till death to us part" Mattheo said while playing with the promise ring on Liza's finger.

Liza rested her head against Mattheo's warm chest. The two sat in a comfortable silence, neither really knowing if they wanted to speak. He could feel the heat radiating off her body, and the way she looked on top of him. His lips met hers and the love was just as intense and passionate as the flames. Their tongues collided and they let out soft sighs.

Liza was wrapped up in the moment and forgot all about where they were. Her eyes closed tight and her lips pressed harder against Mattheo's. He matched every kiss and every moan with equal intensity. The fire and passion they shared was palpable and almost intoxicating to the both of them.

Mattheo pulled away for a moment and looked into Liza's eyes, taking in the sight of her. He loved this girl more than anything in the world. His lips met hers once again and the kissing became more intense. Liza couldn't help but make noises of pleasure as Mattheo's lips did their thing.

Mattheo got on top of me as he kissed my neck before looking at me as if he was asking for consent.

"Yeah-"

Mattheo looked at Liza sitting on his bed, her smirk giving him an uncontrollable urge to strip her naked right then and there. He knew he needed to exercise some restraint, though, and instead took a deep breath and spoke calmly while trying to maintain eye contact with her.

He reached out and ran his fingers through her blonde locks, loving the way they felt soft against his skin. Then, he moved down to cup her face gently in his hands before leaning in to plant a gentle kiss on her lips, savoring the taste of her mouth and the feeling of her tongue exploring his own tentatively.

As they continued to kiss, he could feel himself growing harder beneath his pants. He broke away from the kiss briefly to say between heavy breaths,

His hand traveled down to cup her breast through her baggy top, feeling its fullness and warmth against his skin. He could tell by the way she responded to his touch that she was truly enjoying this newfound sensual connection between them.