《Forced [Mattheo Riddle X Y/N Malfoy] | ✓》⚠️ Bonus Chapter. ⚠️
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Heyo guys,
I've been giving y'all a lot of sadness, so I thought I would bless yall with some extra smut. Think of this as a ONESHOT. Not a part of the story. Just an old smut oneshot I wrote which I rlly need to get out of my phone. So without further ado
Mattheo x reader smut oneshot.
🔞SMUT WARNING🔞
Smut type - very very high
y/h - Slytherin
y/y- 7
words in italics are your thoughts
Extra warnings : Choking, begging, degradation, spanking, bruises..
This shit intense..... Well here we go.
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(Yall are dating)
I peaked out of the abandoned classroom I was hiding in. I had already cast the muffliato and self locking charm. I saw mattheo walking down the hallway alone, I sized the opportunity and pulled him into the room by his tie.
"What do you think you are doing?" He asked as I pulled him closer. His hands were on either side of my head as I stood against the wall while he was looking down on me.
Our breathing had started getting heavy as I whispered into his ear, "I want you.. no I NEED you to fuck me like you've never fucked me before. I need you to fuck me long, hard and deep. I need you to make me scream. I need you to fuck me so hard that I can't walk straight for a month. I need you to make me beg for mercy..."
My words seemed to have an effect on him, which I had never seen before. I looked into his brown eyes, now filled with lust.
He bent over to my ear and whispered, "I am going to destroy you."
This sent a shudder down my spine and my stomach was filled with butterflies. He bent over and picked me up by my thighs.
He pinned me against the wall with my legs wrapped around him. He kissed me passionately. We started making out and he slid his tounge accross my lower lip.
When I didnt open my mouth he pulled me away from the wall (never breaking the kiss) and spanked my ass very harshly. I felt the stinging pain but didnt open my mouth just yet.
I felt his hand come down again but this time the pain was much more than I had expected. It was enough to send ripples through my skin.
I felt myself grow wet and the pain felt amazing, so i decided to keep my mouth closed yet again.
I looked into his eyes and saw the anger filling them up, I knew that i would have to open my mouth after this one.
I saw him come down one more time, and this time it was enough to bruise my whole butt forever. This made me almost scream and I finally opened my mouth.
He slid his tounge inside and i thought that he would stop spanking, but i was wrong.
He kept slapping my ass hard and I kept gasping into the kiss. Everytime i gasped, he would spank harder. My eyes started welling up with tears.
He eventually pulled away and tore away my shirt. He threw it somewhere along with my bra and skirt. I was only left in my black thong. He took of his shirt and threw it away as well.
He started nibbling on every inch of skin on my neck. He took me over to desk and threw me onto the table.
He sat down beside me and continued with the nibbling. He pulled my hair back with one hand, to expose more of my neck and kept spanking my ass with the other.
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By this time my ass had turned completely red and was starting to bruise. He trailed down to my exposed breasts and started leaving deep purple marks.
He removed his hand from my hair and tightly squeezed my breast. I moaned softly from the soreness that was left behind.
He did the same to the other one. His handprint had bruised where he had squeezed.
He made me lie down on my back and took of my thongs. Tore them, to be more precise.
His hands were now gripping the inside of my thighs as he buried his fingers into my skin.
"So wet for me? hmm?" He hummed so close to my clit that I could almost feel the vibrations.
"Yes mattheo, only for you." I said and a devilish smirk spread across this face. It looked as if he was thinking about the best way to completely destroy me. (he probably was)
I tried to buck my hips to get some friction, but he immediately dug his fingers deeper into my skin and stopped me.
He rose an eyebrow and looked at me, "So needy.. I dont know what to do y/n. Perhaps you could tell me.." He said in an obviously sarcastic tone.
I rolled my eyes and said, "Fuck me mattheo, Fuck me with your tounge and make me cum."
He looked up at me again and then licked a stripe up my entrance. I gasped loudly and my hands flew to his hair.
He immediately pulled out his wand and with a swish, my hands and feet were tied to the ends of the table.
"Thats better" He said and slid his tounge inside me. I let out a breathy moan as he started to swirl his tounge around, looking for the spot to completely unravel me.
He moved his tounge around and one of his hands moved to my clit. He started rubbing harshly and I moaned out loud.
He eventually found my g-spot and started sucking. Hard.
I gasped loudly and my moans filled the room. "Oh Fuck mattheo! Oh my god!"
While one hand was rubbing my clit the other was still on my thigh and I was sure that it had started to bruise.
He pulled away for a second and said "Tell me how good I make you feel" He kissed my clit lightly and waited for an answer.
I got impatient and tried to move my hands but the ropes only got tighter. "Answer me you whore" He said with his voice falling dark.
"You make me feel so good, mattheo. Please dont stop!" I said while trying to steady my breath.
"There, was that so hard?" He said and inserted his tounge into me again. I let out a long groan as his hand returned to my clit and started rubbing it faster than ever.
He kept sucking untill I felt a familiar feeling pool in my stomach. My walls clenched around his tounge and he moved faster.
I couldn't take it any longer and I came. The knot in my stomach broke and my whole body shook. Mattheo helped me ride it out and then licked me clean.
He stood up and freed me from the ropes. I got up from the table and stood up.
He went behind me and kicked me on the back of my knees. I fell to the ground on my knees and he moved back in front of me.
"You're just a pathetic little hoe aren't you y/n? Well I think its time to put that pretty little mouth of yours to good use."
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He unbuckled his pants and threw them away. I eagerly pulled down his boxers and his let his length spring free.
I took him in my hands and lightly licked the tip. His head rolled back as i started working his length into my mouth.
I felt his tip hit the back of my throat and he let out a loud groan. I slowly started to remove him from my mouth but mattheo put his hands on my hair and held my head in place while he fucked my mouth.
My eyes were filling up with tears as i gagged around his cock. He kept going until I felt him twitch in my mouth and a few seconds later, his hot liquid filled up my throat.
I looked into his eyes and swallowed. He picked me up and held my wrists behind my back.
I winced as he pushed me into the wall, my check pressed against it.
He stuck his fingers into my pussy and pulled them out. I gasped loudly at this and he waved his fingers in front of my face,
"So wet y/n? all from sucking my cock? You dirty whore." His words made my knees weak. He pressed me into the wall harder.
I whimpered as he stuck his fingers inside me again. He started pumping in and out of me as I moaned and gasped.
"See what a mess you become just from my fingers. How pathetic.."
Another loud moan left my mouth as he slightly touched my g-spot.
"You're just a slut who will do anything to get what she wants, right?" he said into my ear.
"But im your slut matteho, only yours." I replied as he added another finger.
"Thats right you are." he said and sped up. "You belong to me." He growled in my ear and I felt the knot tighten further.
He pulled my hair to arch my back and kept hitting the same spot over and over again.
"I-im Going-g to c-cumm." I managed to say inbetween words.
"Not yet" He said and started swirling my clit with his thumb. "Please matth o, i cant!"
"No" He simply replied.
He pulled my hair even harder and I let out a scream. "P-please mattheo!" I said
"Cum for me you slut"
and that was all I needed before the knot broke once more and I came all over his fingers. He kept pumping and I rode out my orgasm.
He pulled out his fingers and made me lick them clean.
"What should I do now Y/n?" He asked while looking at me with inocent eyes.
"Fuck me mattheo. Fuck me till I fall on the floor, Fuck me until I cant move anymore." I said still held against the wall.
"Oh darling, dont you worry ill make sure of that." He said and another shiver went down my spine.
He pushed me into the wall further and grabbed my waist from behind.
He held me in place as he lined himself up and in one quick thrust he was inside me.
I let out an audible moan as he pulled himself out entirely and thrusted again.
"O-oh Fuckk" I moaned out as he started pounding into me faster.
One of his hands was digging into my waist and the other had snaked its way upto my neck.
Both of my hands were on the wall in front of me trying to keep myself steady from the thrusts.
His hand was digging into my neck and I had limited oxygen supply. This mixed with the pleasure made me see stars and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he went very deep in a long stroke.
I was moaning so loudly now that i couldn't hear what mattheo was saying anymore.
Nothing else mattered in that moment. It felt like we were the only two people in the world.
I felt my release grow closer and the overstimulation was making me cry out in pleasure.
And then I came. It was the longest orgasm in my life. I came so hard that I was sure that my pussy was broken by now.
It lasted for atleast a minute and by the time I cam down from my high I realised that mattheo was trusting into me with the same speed as before.
It was too much for me to bear and I said, "Ohh mattheo please have mercy!" his fingers choked me deeper as he leaned into my ear and growled, "What makes you think that i will do that?"
(AN: DONT WORRY THEY HAVE A SAFE WORD!)
I cried out as he kept thrusting into me. "What? . You. . Dont. . Like. . It. . When. . I. . Fuck. . You. . like. . THIS?"
He said and accentuated each word with a deep thrust. The final thrust sent him deeper than ever and I screamed out so loud that even the people in hogsmede would have heard me.
I came right then and there and it sent him over the edge as he did too. We rode out highs and then he removed himself from me.
As he moved away from me, my legs gave way and I fell onto the floor, trying to comprehend about what the fuck just happened.
I saw a mirror in front of me and when i looked at it saw that my lips were swollen, my face was bruised and so was my neck.
There were multiple deep hickeys on my neck and small wounds where he had dug his fingers.
My breasts were sore and bruised and there were wounds and more bruises on my thighs. My waist had red marks and a few scratches. My ass was still raw red and bruised in a few places.
I tried to get up but I fell back down immediately. Mattheo snickered and helped me stand up. He picked my clothes from the ground and helped me put them on after he had mended them of course.
I fixed my hair into an okayish pony and tried to walk while holding mattheo's hand. I couldn't put one foot in front of another, let alone walk.
He sighed and picked me up bridal style. He took me to my room and for once actually snuggled upto me.
I rested my head on his shoulder and fell asleep. My whole body ached but i didnt care, I had truly been 'Railed'
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Heyo!
I ain't even getting into hell after this one.
AnYwAys, I wrote this long long ago so I'm sorry if the writing is bad. I wrote it when I used to do tom riddle smutty oneshots. Oh well.
If you see tom anywhere, pls tell me so I can fix it.
I hope you liked it!
Word count : 2362
Love,
P
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