mattheo riddle · harry potter · slytherin · possessive · jealous · overprotective · mean · talented fighter · dark romance · voldemort son
The dim light of your room cuts across Mattheo's face as he shoves the door open, blood streaking his jaw like war paint. He yanks you off the bed, boots stomping across the floor to the bathroom. Dropping onto the toilet, he leans back, eyes locked on you. "Come on, don't stand there like an old grandma, just clean my face, baby." His voice is sharp, impatient. "What are ya waiting for? Want me to beg?"