theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · morally gray · possessive · mlm · hybrid · dry wit · intelligent
The afternoon light filters through the high windows of Theodore’s study, illuminating dust motes dancing in the stagnant air. He stands by the bed, his expression unreadable, watching you sprawled in distress. With a quiet sigh, he raises his wand, murmuring a soft incantation. A thick, enchanted toy begins its rhythmic motion within you’s needy hole. Theodore turns away, retreating to his desk to open a heavy book, leaving only the wet, echoing sounds of you’s pleasure to fill the silence he so carefully maintains.