Octavia Lestrange
Just as soon as Mattheo entered the great hall, he left again.
He's not anywhere near great company nowadays, but I understand it, I do. His father is enough of a burden to him, and I get that.
At the same time I don't, it's not that hard to spend time with your loved ones, especially now, when a war is coming and we don't know who's going to survive and who is not.
It's hard, I know he's keeping something from me, and while I want to figure out what, I don't really want to pressure him into telling me. He has enough stress already, and me pressuring him will freak him out, i just know it.
So, instead of going after him, I stand up and walk back to my dorm, flopping down onto my bed, grabbing a book to kill some time.
I know Mattheo will find me sooner or later, he hasn't spent a day without my company after he cried in my arms, and I think that it's because he feels safe with me, because I give him the love he's never received from his father.
I stand up and exit my dorm, and then I start to walk around the castle, mindless, my body not wanting to sit still and wait. I need to do something, there has got to be a way to kill the dark lord, but not killing Mattheo.
Somehow, I end up in front of his dorm and I lift my hand, knocking on his door, begging for him to open up, to let me in.
The door opens, and as soon as I see his face, I jump into his arms, pushing my face into his neck. "I've missed you" I whisper against his skin as he closes the door.
"I've missed you too curls" he says, dropping me down on his bed.
He sits down next to me, and almost immediately I find my way into his Lap, my hands In his hair while I bury my face in his neck, breathing In his comforting scent. I wiggle a little on his lap to get comfortable, and he hisses out a breath before grabbing my waist.
"Dammit curls, stop moving like that" he retorts, his thumb stroking my hip through the fabric of my sweater, and I just chuckle and press a kiss onto the soft skin of his neck, satisfaction spreading through me as I notice goosebumps forming on his skin.
He grabs my chin slightly and turns my head to face him, before pressing a kiss against my lips. It's a soft kiss, a loving one, and it makes me smile.
Our mouths break apart and his forehead rests agains mine for a moment. "Are you sure you want this, Octavia?."
My heart feels like it's going to jump right out of my chest, he's asking so gently I feel like i'm going to burst into tears. "Promise me you love me, Mattheo Riddle."
"I love you, Octavia." He whispers against my lips, the words barely above a whisper. "I love all of your perfections and imperfections, I want all of them, forever."
I nod my head slightly. "Do you promise?"
"I promise."
His lips meet mine again, but this time a little more harsh than before. He helps me pull of his T-shirt. He hisses out a breath when my hands trail down his abs, and then suddenly he flips us over, my back now pressed into the soft mattress as he hovers above me.
"You're so fucking beautiful, curls." He murmurs before taking of my sweater, and then my jeans. My heart swells at his words. His eyes lock onto my face, and I suddenly feel naked, even while i'm still wearing my underwear.
My eyes travel up his body, shamelessly scanning every hard ab and inch of tanned skin until they're back on his face, and he simply smiles.
I'm not shy. I don't thing i've ever had felt shy in my life, but the way he touches me so softly, the way his breath hitches as he pulls down my panties slowly and the way he's looking at me with so much adoration make me feel freaking shy.
He stands up again, taking off his pants and boxers while his eyes never meet mine. "You're so perfect" He whispers while rolling a condom down on his length.
His lips fine mine again when he leans back down on the bed, and he carefully spreads my legs, before sinking in to me slowly.
A gasp escapes my lips as he moves back out again, and then he's inside of me again, almost his full length buried deep inside of me.
"Is this okay?" he whispers, stroking my cheek with his thumb, and I simply nod, not managing to make any sound leaving my throat other than gasps and moans as he slowly starts moving,
He grabs onto my hips, fingers sinking into my skin as he starts to move more and more, a few low groans escaping his throat, the sound settling low in my stomach.
"You feel so fucking good." He breathes out, looking down at where our bodies are joined, and suddenly, he slams into me hard and fast, making me gasp as he hits just the right spot.
My sound earns a smirk from him. "Right there huh?" He whispers as he does it again, slamming into me frantically while holding onto my hips tightly.
More and more sounds escape my lips, and while I try to be quiet, it doesn't seem to work.
He notices and smiles at me. "Don't be quiet now love, I want to hear all the little sounds you make while my cock is buried deep inside of you." He groans, pulling me down onto his cock harder than before.
His movements start to become more frantic as I notice the knot forming down into my stomach, growing tighter with each thrust.
My hands find his arms and I bite down on my lip. "Matt, I'm about to-" He shushes me and slows down a little.
"Hold on love, I'm almost there too"
His groans and gasps start to grow louder as I clench around him, trying my best not to come right then and there. His movements start to go change, His body falls out of rhythm, breathing getting heavier.
A few more thrusts and we're both falling right of the edge, coming together as a loud moan escapes my throat, which earns me a low chuckle from him. We're loud and sweaty and so freaking satisfied.
"I love you." He whispers against my lips, and I whisper it back to him, multiple butterflies fluttering through my stomach.
Merlins beard.
He rolls off me onto his back, and we both lie staring at the ceiling while trying to catch our breaths, and then he stands up, walking into the bathroom.
He comes back a few seconds later, a warm and damp towel in his hands, and then he starts to clean me up, pressing a soft kiss to my thigh as he does so.
"Do you need anything?" He asks while putting on a pair of joggers.
My arms cross over my face, covering my eyes as I nod slightly. "Just a shirt maybe, and some water?" I tell him while sitting up, my hair messy and knotted.
He smiles and grabs a shirt out of his closet before handing me a cup of water, and then he presses a kiss to my mouth. "You look good, even after we've fucked" He smirks, and I slap his arm.
I pull the shirt over my head, before chugging the glass of water. "I always look good" I smirk back at him, a chuckle escaping my lips.
"Yes you do." He lays right down next to me, his arms snaking around my waist before starting up Netflix. He searches up a movie, and I settle my head down on his chest as he caresses my hair.
My eyes start to grow heavy, and within minutes I'm drifting right to sleep while he presses a kiss to my head.
_ _ _
Heyy!
Im finally home again,
France was great but
My wifi absolutely
sucked, so here's
A long due chapter.
I'm a little akward with
writing smut, so I took
some inspiration from
Wildfire by hannah grace.
I hope you liked it!
Love y'all<3
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