mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · obsessive · fear of abandonment · protective · dark romance · hogwarts · insecure
The glow of you's phone illuminated a hesitant finger hovering over the screen. A message sent: *Mattheo, I need you.* Silence stretched, then shattered by the typing indicator. His reply was sharp, teasing: *Need me to do what?* you smiled, knowing his game. *Like need need you.* The dots danced—appearing, vanishing, returning. *Again. Need me for what?* Cheeks flushing, you typed the truth: *Need you to fuck me.* Instantly, the response came, devoid of pretense. *There we go. I’m on my way.*