sereia delair pays attention to everyone in her friend groups male counterpart except for one, the only one yearning for her attention, theodore nott.
but what happens when one of her life long friends is also pining for her?
#1 in reading 16/05/20...
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: chef matt is back and i couldn't be happier likes: 3.12 M comments:
leight.charm: that looks so yum ↳ sereia.d: can confirm it's delicious
matt.riddle: im getting a reward for this btw ↳ sereia.d: matt u don't have to tell everyone that ↳ matt.riddle: not allowed to brag? come on love
lorenzo.b: blondie wants me to make this.. ↳ sereia.d: don't burn down the common room please
b.delair: yum yum yum
b.zabini: another day wishing i was sereia ↳ sereia.d: oh real
I put my plate in the sink and turn to see mattheo sat on the couch of the air bnb, on his phone, manspreading. i smile to myself as i make my way over to him, his eyes never leaving mine. i stand between his legs as his hands grasp onto my hips while looking into my eyes, his own filled with pure lust. "seeing you in this-" he begins while scanning my body, "does much more to me than i thought it would." he continues.
i am wearing a short navy blue silk robe which just barely covers my navy blue lingerie set. he is wearing dark grey sweatpants with no shirt on.
i guide his hand to the string of my robe gently, his fingers pinching it eagerly and i pull his hand back to undo the robe. i let go of his hand to take the robe off when his hands land on my upper thighs as he stares up at me.
i slowly get on my knees before him as he smirks and spreads his legs wider for me. i slowly run my hands up his legs, gently brushing against his most desperate area as i untie his pants. a quiet groan slipping from his lips.
i pull his sweatpants down past his knees, soon after his boxers follow. i slowly begin to pump him in my hand, his smile growing wider as he admires me.
his hands pull my loosely curled hair into a makeshift ponytail for me. i swirl my tongue around his tip, maintaining eye contact as i watch his facial expression change.
his breathing becomes heavier as i take him into my mouth, bobbing my head as he gently guides me with the hand in my hair. he groans loudly. "good job baby, you're doing so well." he praises, making me move my head faster.
i continue to take as much of his length as i can and pump the rest with my hand. i swirl my tongue around his tip again and he tips his head backwards, letting a groan slip out of his mouth and flexing his abs.
i arch my back slightly for him to get a good view of my thong. once he notices it, he slaps my ass with a smirk playing on his lips.
his eyes roll back as he lets quiet noises slip from his lips before he tangles his fingers in my hair, guiding me with more force this time. "ah fuck baby." he moans out while throwing his head back while groaning.
his guidance of my head becomes less controlled, forcing me to take control again. he grabs my left hand, placing it on his abs, his on top of mine, so i can feel him flex. "god, i'm so close mi amor." he breathes out.
i continue doing exactly what i'm doing as he lets out a few moans before i feel him flex under my hand and his moans get loader. his grip on my hair tightens and i feel his load hit my throat.
