slytherin boys react

theodore nott: you being a vampire and biting them for the first time

you sit together on the couch in the common room together, the air heavy with unspoken tension. he looks at you, his eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and nervousness. "can i ask you something?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

you take a deep breath and nod. "of course," you reply, your own heart racing in anticipation.

he hesitates for a moment before finally speaking. "do you... ever think about biting me?" he asks, his voice cracking slightly.

you freeze, feeling a mix of surprise and guilt. you had thought about it, of course. the idea of tasting him, of being that intimate with him, had crossed your mind more times than you care to admit. but you were scared to bring it up. "uh.. well, of course i have.." you say.

he swallows hard, his adam's apple bobbing in his throat. "why haven't you ever done it, then?" he asks, his eyes searching yours.

you look down at your hands, fidgeting with a loose thread on your shirt. "i don't know," you admit. "i guess i was scared. i didn't want to hurt you..."

he reaches out and takes your hand, gently intertwining his fingers with yours. "i trust you," he says, his voice low and steady.

he continues, his thumb tracing small circles on the back of your hand. "i know you would never hurt me. i know you have control. and i want you to." he looks up at you, his eyes meeting yours. "please, bite me."

your breath hitches in your throat, your heart thumping loudly in your chest. you had never heard him say those words before, and it sent a shiver down your spine. you pause for a moment, searching his face for any hint of doubt or reluctance. but all you see is trust and desire. "are you sure?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper.

he nods, his grip on your hand tightening. "i'm sure," he says, his voice firm. "i want you to do it. i want you to have me in that way."

your heart is racing now, your control starting to slip, but you force yourself to take a deep breath, to keep control. "okay," you say, your voice shaky. "but promise you'll tell me if it's too much, okay?"

he nods again, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "i promise," he says. he takes your other hand and places it on his neck, right where you would bite. "just do it."

you lean in toward him. you can feel the heat radiating off his skin, his pulse beating against your fingertips. "last chance to back out," you murmur, but he just shakes his head. "i don't want to," he says. "i want you."

you take a moment to look at him one more time, his face flushed with anticipation, before finally sinking your teeth into his neck.

his body stiffens for a split second, but then he hums softly, his hands grasping at your shirt. you can feel his pulse hammering against your lips, the taste of him filling your mouth. his grip on your shirt tightens, his head falling back against the couch cushion as he lets out a quiet groan.

you can feel him submitting to you completely, his body relaxing under your touch, his breath coming out in short gasps. it's a heady feeling, having this much power over him.

you pull back slightly, but then he suddenly moves, pulling you onto his lap so that you're straddling him, your bodies pressed closely together. his hands are on your hips, gripping you tightly as if he can't get enough.

he's trembling slightly under you, his breathing ragged. you can feel his heart beating wildly against your chest. his eyes are fixed on yours, pleading. he doesn't say anything, but the way his body reacts to you, the way he clings to you, tells you everything you need to know. he wants more.

he pulls you closer, his hands roaming over your back and hips, trying to get as much contact as possible. he buries his face in your neck, his breath hot against your skin as he whispers your name in between soft breaths.

his face is now only inches from yours, his eyes dark and full of need. "i've wanted this for so long," he whispers, his voice hoarse. "for you to have me. to taste me." he says. "doesn't it feel good, having me like this?"