Mattheo Riddle had never been touched like this. He was fifteen years old and was fairly sure he had never, not once in his entire life, been tended to at all. He thought, with a deep desperation boiling in the darkest side of him, about what he was going to do to get himself back here again. He was fifteen. He didn't yet understand what he'd just decided. He would understand it, eventually, at considerable cost to them both. ~ Mattheo Riddle X OC