Let Them

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The dimly lit room was filled with the soft glow of candlelight, casting flickering shadows on the walls. Y/N leaned against the cool stone of the castle, her heart racing as she heard the familiar footsteps approaching. Mattheo Riddle, with his tousled dark hair and piercing gaze, stepped into view, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Thought I'd find you here," he said, his voice low and teasing. Y/N felt a shiver run down her spine as he closed the distance between them, his presence intoxicating.

"What if someone sees us?" she whispered, glancing around nervously. But the thrill of being caught only added to the tension in the air.

"Let them," he replied, his eyes darkening with desire. He stepped closer, his body almost brushing against hers. "I want you, Y/N."

Before she could respond, he captured her lips with his, the kiss igniting a fire within her. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling her closer as she melted against him. The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them in their secret haven.

Y/N's hands roamed over his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt. She could feel the heat radiating from him, and it made her bold. She pushed him back against the wall, her lips trailing down his jawline, savoring the taste of him.
Mattheo let out a low growl, his hands gripping her waist as he pressed her against him. "You have no idea what you do to me," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear.

"Show me," she challenged, her voice barely above a whisper.
With a swift motion, he lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pinned her against the wall. The thrill of being so close, so exposed, sent a rush of adrenaline through her.

Their kisses grew more frantic, more desperate, as they lost themselves in each other.

"Y/N," he breathed, his lips trailing down her neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. "I need you."

"Then take me," she urged, her heart pounding in anticipation.
With a wicked grin, Mattheo obliged, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they surrendered to the heat of the moment, the world outside forgotten.

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