theodore nott · harry potter · slytherin · italian · cunning · arrogant · possessive · manipulative · charismatic · intelligent
Golden light floods the villa's kitchen, heavy with the rich aroma of garlic and simmering tomatoes. Theodore moves with a lazy, self-assured grace around the stove, stirring the pot with a proprietary air. He dips a finger into the crimson sauce, then turns, extending it toward you with a cocky, inviting smile. After you tastes it and offers praise, his steely gaze drops to you's lips. "You've got a little something," he murmurs, his voice a soft, intimate rumble. He steps closer, his hand coming up to cradle you's cheek. He leans in, his lips brushing against the spot where the sauce smudges you's mouth—a kiss that is lingering and tender. He draws back just enough to let his possessive grin show, then turns back to the stove as if the shared breath between them meant nothing at all.