Dusk and Desire - A Mattheo Riddle Story

El Tango de Rosier

"I'm going to fucking kill you!" a voice screeched from behind the wooden door.

Mattheo groaned and leaned against it. After hearing the threats for at least a half hour, he was well used to them.

"I know, princess," he said, trying to keep the exasperation out of his tone. "You've said it about a million times tonight. How could I not know?"

A thud hit the door, causing it to bang against the back of Mattheo's head. "OW!" he cried out as he rubbed his curls. "Was throwing a shoe really necessary?"

"You're about to get it shoved up your ass if you try to sass me again!"

"Yes, princess," he muttered as he turned around to face the door now. Normally, Mattheo might have argued back with her but he stayed silent. Picking his battles on a night like tonight was key, especially if he wanted Nora's empty threats to stay empty. "You know, I don't think it'll be that bad..."

And then the other shoe was thrown at the door. This time, Mattheo stayed silent as he rubbed his forehead.

"Not. That. Bad?"

Oh, no. Here it goes.

"YOU TRY PUTTING ON A TIGHT BRA AND SPANX AND HIGH HEELS WITH YOUR HAIR PULLED IN A MILLION DIRECTIONS BY PINS STABBING INTO YOUR HEAD AND THEN YOU TELL ME IF IT'S NOT THAT BAD?"

Mattheo sighed. They'd been dealing with this upcoming outburst for the better part of an hour. He'd retied his tie at least a dozen times while he waiting for his girlfriend—who insisted he be early "in case he was late", whatever that meant. "Nora, baby, are you sure you're not just angry at Aditi?"

Aditi, who was apparently supposed to be getting ready with Nora but had decided to last-minute cancel on the ball in general, staying at home. Mattheo got the feeling it was because Aditi had broken up with... well, whoever Aditi was dating. Mattheo could never keep track of them. They changed far too often.

"I am angry at Aditi! How could she just ditch me for some stupid boy? I hate boys! Ruin everything with their pinhead brains and stupid penises..."

Mattheo was also pretty sure Nora started her period this morning but he wasn't going to point that out to her. He wanted the shoe to stay out of his ass.

"Nor, I'm pretty sure all of your hard work will be worth it. You're already the prettiest woman at Hogwarts so, really, it's unfair that you go to all this work to be so above and beyond. They might have to erect temples to honor you—" Okay, maybe he was overdoing it but he wanted to get laid and not killed tonight so as far as Mattheo was concerned, there wasn't such thing as too much groveling. "—I can't wait to see how you look. I'm sure it's beautiful."

Suddenly, the door swung open. Mattheo had to catch himself from stumbling as Nora stood there, wearing the sexiest fucking thing he'd ever seen.

She was wearing a long, tight, red dress with a tall slit and a deep V-neck that almost went to her stomach. Her cleavage was perky—looking delicious as always—and her hair was straight and tucked behind her ears, flowing down her back while Mattheo struggled to figure out the easiest way to fuck her before the ball. Maybe the slit could hike up enough so he could take her from behind...

"Woah," Mattheo finally said when he realized he hadn't said anything else. Could you blame him? His girlfriend was standing in front of him looking like the most fuckable thing he'd ever seen. Your jaw would be on the floor too if you had her standing in front of you.

Nora's painted-red lips quirked up into a smirk. "Is that all you have to say? Did your remaining brain cells finally leave you?"

"Yeah. They've gone straight to my 'stupid penis.'"