First one shot!!

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Tired was an understatement to how you were feeling. You literally couldn't be bothered to do anything.

Theodore noticed because he gave up trying to hug you after the 23rd time and had now resigned to trying to make you laugh.

It was a week before exam week, and everything was weighing heavy on your mind, which resulted in you excessively studying.

On the contrary, Theodore couldn't care less about his grades, quickly making an excuses to walk away whenever you asked him to study with you.

You were worried, but brushed it off to not cause any arguments, but it was getting too much now.

"You don't wanna come study, baby?"

"Course I do. I'm actually buzzing now that you asked." Sarcasm dripped from his voice and you rolled your eyes.

Shutting your book with an unnecessary slam, you turned your spinny chair to face him.

No shirt, legs straight in plaid pjs, phone in his hands, hair messy, laid in your bed and he couldn't look better.

Looking up at you and raising a brow at the exaggerated book slam he pursed his lips, knowing what was coming.

"I'm not being unreasonable when I say this Theodore; you need to study, what happens when you fail? Hm?" You pressed him for an answer.

"Gosh, Y/n, I'll survive. you've been so annoying recently with all your studying shit." Ouch, that has a little kick to it.

He could tell he fucked up before the words even left his mouth.

"Really, Theodore? Is that how you feel?"

Your voice unintentionally came out in almost a whisper.

He looked down in embarrassment about being so rude to you, the one he loves.

He didn't mean to be such a prick, but he had already settled with the idea of failing, so he was cooler with just guessing on the go.

"No, you're right, I'm sorry, baby." He mumbled, putting his phone to the side and fiddling with his fingers.

Yes, you knew that he felt bad and you knew he didn't mean it, but he had to learn his lesson.

"No, Theodore. You're right. Because you're always right. I'm completely wrong for studying for exams that could determine my future!"

"No, Y/n, I didn't mean that. I don't know why I said that, baby. I'll study if you want me to, don't be mad at me."

Sighing, you get up and your barely standing straight before he's getting up and wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into a hug.

Which is needed and instantly reciprocated.

You smile weakly and he kisses your temple and whispers a bunch of apologies.

"It's okay, I'm done studying for the night."

He removed his head from your shoulder and looked down at you, his fingers still doodling on your waist.

"You are? Do you have time for me in your planner now?" He said with a fake shocked face and you giggled.

"Maybe I could sqeeze you in."

"Squeeze me in? I was planning on taking my time." He says suggestively, his hand trailing down and sqeezing your ass.

You blush but break eye contact.

"No, not tonight, I'm tired, sorry..."

You genuinely wanted to... mess around with him tonight but, again, your body was so tired and you would be dead tomorrow.

But god, he was tempting and you did love the things he did to you. It had been a while and maybe if he went gentle-

"Don't apologise," He murmers as he searches your eyes and you finally realise what he's doing.

Legilimens. or in other words, reading your mind.

"I know you want toooo," He teases, and you hide your face in his chest. "Come on, please, you just lay down, I'll do the work."

You bite your lip - panties pooling at the thought of what he was describing. "I'll be gentle, hm?"

As soon as you nodded, your shirt was already off, his right hand unclasping your bra with ease and his left one supported your whole body from underneath as he picked you up.

You gulped as your back hit the bed, his lips already sucking my nipples and his hand pulling down your shorts, leaving you in nothing but underwear.

You were already fucking panting in anticipation.

He lifted his head and his eyes scanned my figure. "You're so perfect. All fuckin' mine."

He pulled down your panties and you slung a hand over your face in - not embarrassment, just shyness; he'd already seen everything anyway.

"Don't do that, princess." His voice was soft but assertive and as soon as you removed your hand, his thumb started trailing your slit, spreading you completely open.

He smirked as you let out an accidental moan, wanting to hear more of that. "You like that, don't you?" He teases as he thumb rubs circles around your clit.

You nod, biting your lip so that you don't make too much noise, but as he speeds up and slides two fingers inside of you a string of curses and moans leave you.

"Please, theodore. oh my god." You started moving your hips as he curled his fingers.

He applied more pressure to your clit and smirked, looking up and feeling himself get harder as your face twisted in pleasure.

His fingers sped up, curling up as they slid in and out of you. He started kissing your thighs and gently biting down.

So close, so close, so close.

You didn't even need to tell him that you were about to cum because his movements sped up.

"No. Hold it." fuck.

"Theodore, but it feels too good, too good- fuck."

About 10 seconds later, you were screaming and your stomach tightened. "There we go, princess, let go for me."

You whined as your back arched off of the bed and your whole body shook. his fingers didn't stop. He didn't even falter.

Tears were staining your cheeks by the time he finally slowed down and stopped his movements.

You went to reach for his neck, but your hands were tied up. and your legs too.

When did that happen?

"Such a good girl, you look so pretty like this." He mused, standing up and pulling down his boxers.

He'd been inside of you plenty times but you'd never get used to the sight. He was huge.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." You blushed.

He rubbed your clit with his tip and you whimpered as he continued to provoke the already sensetive bud.

Your mouth formed an 'O' when he slid inside of you with ease.

"Merlin, you're still so tight. You sure you want me to be gentle?" His face leaned forward and he nibbled your shoulder, waiting for a response.

"Y-yeah,"

He groaned but you felt him nod.

He started thrusting into to you, slowly at first, but then he set a rythm. It wasn't fast but it was enough for you to be tearing up at the first 5 seconds.

"Fuck, y/n. You always feel so good...so good." He whispered the last bit.

He started sucking your sweet spot on your neck and a noise that you would definitely be teased about later sqeaked out of you.

You both sucked in a breath together as he dick twitched inside of you. "Y/n, Y/n, fu-" He chanted your name as if it was a prayer.

He sped up his pace and was soon drilling into you, making you smile the best you could.

Hhis was so much better than him being gentle. So much better.

Your moans and screams barely silenced the sound of his hips hitting yours. His lower stomach grazed your clit and the tears kept pouring.

Your stomach tightened and you tried to your best to squirm underneath his large figure, which was unsuccessful as he gripped your waist to still you.

He lifted his head and made eye contact with you as he absolutely destroyed you, making you try and lift your head up to kiss him.

His unrelenting pace sped up even more as you two made out - which just resulted to you two groaning into each others mouth.

He breathed out as you breathed in and fot a second you thought that this is were you always wanna be.

Not fucking Theodore, but with his figure over you, knowing that your his and vise versa.

"Baby, im close." You warned - or better, sqeaked out.

"Me too, princess."

That pet name all it took for you to scream his name and for him to groan into your ear, his hips stuttering and slowing down.

"Theodore, Theodore, oh my-"

He whimpered as he thrusted into you one last time.

Your breath were in sync; heavy and tired. Your legs were slightly trembling and you sniffled.

You moaned in a little bit of pain as he pulled out and collapsed on top of you.

He wiped your tears and smirked. "You good?"

You giggled. "Better now." he got up and untied you and you laughed even more.

"Kinky, i like it." He chuckled and that little laugh made you wanna take him again.

"I'm sorry about what i said." he apologised again. "I didn't mean it, I don't know why-"

"Theodore. it's okay, I promise."

The shower after that was just as eventful - which ended up making you study on your bed for the weekend because you couldn't get up.

And yes, he did study with you just as he promised for the next few days.

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