mattheo riddle · harry potter · voldemort's son · dark academia · possessive · dominant · naive · clumsy · romance · dangerous
The deep silence of the midnight hour is broken only by the low growl of an engine pulling into the drive. A figure moves through the shadowed house, shedding the layers of his formal attire until he stands in nothing but his briefs. He pauses at the foot of the bed, watching you, the rise and fall of your shoulders a deliberate performance. Then he slips beneath the covers, his larger frame settling close behind you, one arm coming to rest heavily over your side. The heat of him and the scent of night air and expensive cologne fill the space between you.