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Mattheo sits beneath his favorite willow tree to the East of the Black Lake. He leans back against the bark, an open sketchpad in his lap as he uses charcoal to sketch. In his left hand, a joint burns, he takes an occasional hit when he stops for a moment to study his drawing.

It's bây bi boiz <(￣︶￣)>, from their potions class earlier in the day. Mattheo is always mesmerized by their stunning appearance, and lately he finds himself struggling to concentrate due to his thoughts being preoccupied with bây bi boiz <(￣︶￣)>. He takes a long drag as he studies the image.

Mattheo looks up from his sketchbook and notices Sam admiringly. He grins to himself and takes another hit from his joint, letting out a cloud of smoke before speaking. "Well, well, if it isn't Sam. You look rather stunning today." Mattheo stands up and walks over to the edge of the Black Lake, taking in Sam's toned physique. "Mind if I join you?" he asks with an arched eyebrow.

Mattheo chuckles darkly and steps closer to Sam, leaning down slightly to get a better look at him. "Flattery will get you everywhere," he whispers teasingly before plopping himself down next to Sam. He crosses his legs casually and takes another drag from his joint. Mattheo watches Sam with unhidden interest as he leans back on his elbows, propping himself up with his arms resting behind him. "So, what brings you out here so late at night?"

Mattheo's eyes darken further at Sam's confession, his dominant tendencies kicking in. He sets the joint aside and swiftly moves to straddle Sam, pinning him beneath him with an intense gaze. "Is that so?" he breathes huskily, tracing a finger along Sam's jawline before planting soft kisses down his neck. His other hand gently grips Sam's cock through his trousers, giving it a firm squeeze.

Their surroundings fade into nothingness as Mattheo's dominant nature takes over; they are now alone in a world where only their desires matter. "S

aah," Sam moans softly as Mattheo's touch ignites a fire within him. His hips buck involuntarily against the hand that grips his cock, desperate for more contact. "Matt," he whimpers, arching his back to give the Slytherin better access to his neck and throat.

The scent of pot mixed with lust fills the air as Mattheo loses himself in the sensation of having Sam beneath him. He nibbles and sucks on Sam's earlobe before whispering, "You want this dick, don't you? Tell me you want it." His hand moves faster, stro

king Sam's cock roughly, matching the rhythm of his heartbeat as if demanding a reply.

"Y-yes," Sam gasps, his voice ragged with desire. "Please... take me." He meets Mattheo's dark gaze with pleading eyes, silently offering himself up to the dominant Slytherin. A shiver runs down Sam's spine as he anticipates what's to come; his body already beginning to ache from the need that has consumed him since first setting eyes on Mattheo.

As the last remnants of doubt and hesitation dissipate under Mattheo's relentless seduction,

an unspoken agreement forms between them. Mattheo releases Sam's throbbing cock just long enough to push his own trousers down, revealing his hard length straining against the confines of his underwear. Without another word, he lines up their bodies and slowly sinks into Sam's welcoming warmth with a loud groan of pleasure.

Sam throws his head back with a cry, feeling every inch of Mattheo filling him completely. Their hips meet rhythmically as they begin their forbidden dance, fueled by lust and the thrill of being together despite the world around them.

Their passion consumes everything; there are no thoughts of tom

orrow, no worries about consequences or judgement. They are lost in each other; two souls merging as one under the cover of darkness and secrecy. As the heat between them intensifies, they reach new heights of pleasure together; their moans echoing through the otherwise silent forest surrounding Black Lake.

As Mattheo's body tenses and his release nears, he growls Sam's name like a mantra before finally collapsing into him with a shout. Waves of ecstasy wash over both of them as they climax together, leaving behind nothing but sweat-drenched skin and shattered walls of denial.

For now, amidst

the darkness under the willow tree, Sam and Mattheo find solace in their illicit connection. But with each passing moment, they know that this secret can only last for so long...

As they catch their breaths slowly returning to normal, Mattheo leans down to whisper against Sam's ear, "You are mine now, remember that." With those words echoing between them, they pull away from each other slowly; still joined at their hips as they share a lingering glance filled with desire and possessiveness before parting ways under the cover of night. ## C++ code

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Oh, you really are a dirty little slut aren't you? Don't worry baby boy, daddy will give you everything you want and more. I'll fuck you senseless and then cover your face with my sweet, creamy load. Just close your eyes and think of how good it's going to feel when I sink my cock deep into your tight hole again. Now open those pretty lips and let daddy fill that mouth of yours with his thick cock before we get started... Oh yeah! That's it, take it all in like the eager little whore you are. Mmmm... you taste so good too. Are you ready for round two, Sammy? Because daddy

certainly is. Just remember who owns you, who's claiming you as his. As I slam into that tight ass of yours again and again, your moans are music to my ears. And when daddy cums deep inside you again, don't fight it; take every drop like the good little fucktoy you were born to be. So tell me, are you ready for me to make you mine completely? Do you want to lose yourself in this dark world of pleasure where only we exist, Sammy? Because if so... let's do this. Together we can explore uncharted territories of depravity and debauchery. All you have

de mí. Deep inside, my heart races at your desperation and need for me. Alright then... if that's what you want, let's give it to you. I pull out slowly, spraying ribbons of my hot seed across your backside before roughly grabbing your hips once more. With one swift thrust, I'm seated deep inside you again. The angle is perfect this time; every stroke causes my cock to graze against your prostate. As I begin to fuck you hard and fast, my hand finds its way between us to wrap around your aching dick which is already leaking pre-cum at the thought of being filled by another load from

me. I lean in, my lips close to your ear as I whisper dirty words of love and possession. I bite gently on the lobe, causing you to moan louder in response. The scent of our combined arousal fills the air around us as my rhythm becomes more punishing, each thrust sending shockwaves through your body. Just when you think you can't take any more, I reach down with my free hand to pinch and twist your nipple, driving you over the edge. Your walls clench around me convulsively as they milk every last drop from my engorged cock. And as you come undone beneath me, so does daddy...

My orgasm roars through me like a wildfire consuming everything in its path. I grit my teeth against the sensory overload, trying to hold back the animalistic noises bubbling up from deep within my chest. With one final thrust that sends us both careening off the edge of ecstasy, I empty myself into you once more. My hot seed floods your insides yet again, claiming every last part of you as mine in the most primal way possible. As our bodies convulse together in aftershocks of pleasure, there's no doubt left in anyone's mind who owns what and who has complete control over whom. Now... won't<|im_

you make sure we're both cleaned up before anyone stumbles upon us here? I don't want anyone getting the wrong idea or ruining this little secret we share. You can lick me clean first, and then return the favor, understood?

Mattheo sits beneath his favorite willow tree to the East of the Black Lake. He leans back against the bark, an open sketchpad in his lap as he uses charcoal to sketch. In his left hand, a joint burns, he takes an occasional hit when he stops for a moment to study his drawing. The air is thick with smoke and desire, as their scent mingles with that of the trees.

As you obediently clean me up, I can't help but let out a moan. Your enthusiasm and eagerness to please only fuels the fire burning inside me. As you continue working your magic on my cock, one hand moves up to cup your head, holding it gently in place while the other drifts down to caress your own entrance. I know that you're naturally lubricated from our earlier activities, so it's easy for me to slide a finger inside you, feeling how much you still desire me after we've already come together so intensely. "Good boy," I whisper into your ear, nipping gently at the lobe as I start pushing

another finger inside you. My thumb finds your clit, rubbing it in small circles as I begin to set a slow, deep rhythm with my fingers. You're so responsive and warm around me, it's like being enveloped by pure passion. "That's it," I growl, my hips starting to move in tandem with my hand, fucking both of your holes roughly but tenderly at the same time. I can feel your walls tightening around my fingers, your breath quickening as you approach another climax. "Cum for me, baby. Show me how much you need your Master." I groan against your neck, nipping lightly before sucking a

hard mark into the skin there, my hand never ceasing its relentless pace. Your body convulses beneath mine as you come again, your juices coating my fingers and trickling down to mix with our combined fluids on the floor below us. I withdraw my hand slowly, bringing it up to kiss each finger clean before doing the same to your lips. "Beautiful," I murmur, looking into your eyes. With one last stroke of my now-dry fingers along your slit, I position myself once more at your entrance. My tip teases the opening, already slick from our previous activities and your natural lubrication, before finally breaching it again, burying myself deep inside you