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[nevillesimp]

How are you? You kinda been ghost for like 2 years lol

Hiya dollies

it’s been so god damn long I don’t even know what to say or who’s even still here

I’m not even gonna lie I just redownloaded tumblr to get my fix but then I saw this and thought what the hell maybe I’ll start writing again

I might be a little rusty, if you guys are still here and wanna see anything don’t be afraid to message or comment - I LOVE IT

Anyways how have yall beennnnnn

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Study Break - S.H.

Summary: After studying, Steve decides you deserve a break; Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Warnings: cursing(?), making out, dry humping 🤭

a/n: Heeeeeeeeeeey it's been a while [...70 days]

I bit the bullet and decided to expand what characters I write for - hopefully, this helps with my lack of ideas and motivation but lmk who else you guys might want me to write for

as always, I love you all and appreciate feedback/comments/or just telling me how your days going <3

** Also creating a completely new tag list for both this and Neville because none of the og @s are working so if you still want to be added, please send my a new message or leave a comment

“C’mon baby, you’ve been studying for ages.” Steve drawled, head thrown back in exasperation. He leaned against his arms on your bed, legs spread just enough for you to notice the growing problem betweens his thighs. “Just a 10 minute break, I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

You rolled your eyes, though the small smile hinting at your lips was all the confirmation he needed to know he’d won. Steve’s smirk grew as you crawled into his lap. His hands quickly found your hips, encouraging you to sit flush against him.

“What did you have in mind, Mr. Harrington?” you teased, his hands gripping you tighter at the name. 

“Mm, I like the sound of that.” Steve’s smirk was still prevalent, but his playful tone had clearly shifted. His eyes darkened, nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck to press sloppy kisses against you. You carded your hand through his hair, amused at his eagerness. Once he found the spot that made your breath hitch, he nipped at your skin until he was sure he’d leave a mark. 

“Kiss me already, Stevie, please” you whine, annoyed with yourself at how easily you gave in to him. He chuckled against you, finally pulling away.

“As you wish, princess.”

You loved Steve’s lips. Pink and plump and so. damn. kissable. It didn’t help that he knew exactly what to do with his mouth, whether he was feverishly kissing your lips or had his head shoved between your thighs. 

When he finally kissed you, your body seemed to melt in his arms. Your breathy moans and gasps went straight to Steve’s dick, forcing a groan from the back of his throat. 

“f-fuck baby, you this worked up from a few kisses? Sound so so pretty f’me.” Steve’s voice shook, overwhelmed by all your little sounds. You shuddered against him, his words sending butterflies through your stomach. You began to roll your hips, the friction from his jeans sending jolts through you. 

Steve’s hips met yours, desperate to feel you between the layers of your clothes. His hands came up to cup your breasts, 

“Love you, Stevie, love you so much.” you mewled, hips shifting faster as Steve grabbed at your hips to help guide you. Your mind was slowly going hazy, movements becoming erratic. Steve gasped against you, your words pushing him to the brink of his orgasm.

“Love you too, look at you - so fucking beautiful getting yourself off in my lap - God I adore you.” Your eyes squeezed shut, orgasm ripping thorugh you as Steve held you close to him. A string of curses and the chant of your name left his mouth as he came, leaving a growing wet spot on his jeans.

You wrapped your arms around your boyfriend as you caught your breath, the feeling of his rising chest soothing you. Once your breathing had slowed, Steve pushed you back to look at you. His hand found the side of your face before bringing you forward to kiss you. Unlike the previous kisses, this one was soft and slow. 

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to be able to study after this, Stevie boy.” you giggled as Steve bit back a smile.

“Aww, my poor baby thinks this is over?”

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Truth or Dare (complete)

Summary: A cheeky dare serves as the best opportunity to finally take the next step with your plant-loving boyfriend; NevillexReader

Warnings: smutty smut smut

The Gryffindor Common room was filled with music and laughter as the students celebrated the end of their exams. You were perched on the edge of an armchair, enjoying the pleasant atmosphere. The surrounding seats were occupied by none other than the troublesome Weasley twins, Lee Jordan, and your boyfriend Neville - all of whom seemed bored despite the roaring sounds of music around them.

Neville shifted restlessly beside you, his head thrown back against the chair as he toyed with your hand. George and Fred seemed just as agitated, their eyes scanning about in hopes of catching a first year to try out their products. Lee interrupted with a dramatic sigh every few minutes, each time being slightly louder in order to ensure he was heard.

“Why don’t we play a game?”

Your proposition piqued interest, especially among George and Fred, their eyes lighting up at the suggestion. You felt yourself regretting suggesting anything once you saw the mischievous glances shared by the twins before they turned towards the group in unison.

“Truth or dare!”

It wasn’t long before a bottle of veritaserum was being passed around in preparation for the game. Fred started, turning towards Lee as he asked his question.

“If you had to bang one of the professors, who’d it be?”

You couldn’t help but laugh as Lee pondered the question, his eyebrows knit together in concentration.

“I’ll bet Snape would be a good shag - especially with that deep, sultry voice.”

Laughter erupted from around you as Lee looked around, pleased with the reactions he received.

The night continued on, each round getting riskier as the group grew more intoxicated. You’d migrated to your boyfriend’s lap, your back resting against him as his arms loosely held you. Suddenly, George turned towards you.

“Y/n, truth or dare?”

“Hmm, I’ll go with dare.”

“Alright, I dare you to take a dip in the Black Lake - and to make sure you actually do it, why don’t you have our little Neville accompany you.”

You didn’t notice the wink George shot at your boyfriend, although you couldn’t help but notice the blush creeping up Neville’s neck. You rose from Neville’s lap and took his hand and left the common room, but not before Lee and the twins whistled and howled playfully.

The walk to the lake was quiet. Neville trailed behind you, the sound of shoes shuffling against the floor serving as the only form of communication between you. It wasn’t long before the cold air bit at your skin and the sounds of lapping water reached your ears. You looked back at Neville to find him looking at you encouragingly, although worry clouded his eyes.

“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. It’s freezing out there, let’s just go back and tell ‘em Filch was out.”

Your heart warmed at Neville’s concern for you, but a promise was a promise. You also knew you wouldn’t hear the end of it if they found out you were too chicken to jump, and they would find out; Neville wasn’t exactly known for being a good liar.

Before you could overthink it you jumped into the water. The lake enveloped you, shocking your system before you resubmerged. Neville pulled you into him as soon as you were in his reach, instinctively pulling you close. He quickly wrapped his jacket around your shoulders, already mumbling about the dangers of hypothermia.

It wasn’t until Neville had finished checking in on you that he fully noticed you. Your clothes clung to your curves and your top had lost all chances of concealing you as soon as you’d jumped in the lake.

You and Neville had been dating for months but the farthest you’d gone was making out in the dorms. He’d never seen you like this and yet he was already yearning for more. His breath caught in his throat, hands already reaching for your hips before he stopped himself.

“Let’s get you inside, we’ll run you a bath in the prefect's bathroom.”

He avoided eye contact, afraid to make you uncomfortable by staring for too long. He reached for your hand, leading you down the winding halls.

You smirked at the blush Neville wore, hoping you could take advantage of tonight's events and finally take the next step with your boyfriend. As you walked through the halls you couldn't help but fantasize about how your boyfriend would be in bed. His looming frame set a fire in between your shivering legs; his broad shoulders, strong hands, - and godric his thighs. You always wondered how it would feel to get yourself off in his lap...

"Y/n, are you ok?? You look a little dazed, darling." He wrapped his arm around your shoulders in an attempt to keep you warm as he lead you in front of a painting.

Neville muttered the password before a hidden door swung open, revealing the famous bathroom. You stepped inside cautiously, admiring the intricate windows and faucets decorating the room.

Neville turned a few faucets, causing a waterfall of colors and bubbles to fill the tub. He looked away once he realized you began to strip your wet clothes, his hands flying to cover his eyes.

You stepped into the water, your body relaxing at the welcoming warmth it provided.

“Aren’t you going to join me, Neville? I wouldn’t want to waste all this water by myself . . . please?”

It took a bit of convincing and lots of reassuring before Neville agreed to join you. Your eyes were screwed shut as he undressed (his idea) and excitement coursed through your body as you heard him step into the water.

Your eyes fluttered open as you turned towards him, butterflies already going off in your stomach.

Neville's breaths were shallow as he realized the full weight of the situation. He didn't exactly imagine his night ending in a bath with his girlfriend shamelessly eyeing him up (not that he was complaining).

"Help me wash, won't you?"

Neville swore you were going to kill him if you kept up with your antics. He wasn't a virgin, though you certainly made him feel like one with the way you were acting. Neville knew how important this was to you, and fuck it if you wanted this, he was gonna make you feel every bit as flustered as he had.

He got shampoo into his hands before wrapping them around your hair, bringing the shampoo to a lather. You melted in his hands, eyes fluttering closed as you let his soothing movements envelop you.

His hands slowly began to explore your body - massaging your shoulders, your back, tracing the curve of your body with his calloused hands. You could feel his lips ghost over the skin of your neck, his breath sending shivers down your body.

"Look at my flower, getting so worked up over just a few light touches."

You were shocked at the change in Neville's demeanor, not being able to help the whine that escaped your throat.

"Nev, please, please just touch me," you knew how desperate you sounded but you'd be lying if you said you didn't like the way Neville had you wrapped around his finger.

"Of course, darling. How could I say no to that?"

Neville's hands settled on your hips, pulling you close to him as he attacked your neck with lovebites. Your legs wrapped around his waist, arms circling his neck as you threw your head back in bliss. Your hips shifted against his, halting Neville's movements as his breath hitched.

"Is this ok?"

Your question spurred Neville on, yelping a quick yes before kissing you with an intensity you hadn't felt before. You grabbed his dick, aligning it before pushing yourself against him. Neville buried his head in your neck, slowly moving his hips against you as he attempted to contain his moans.

He began to quicken his pace, eager to hear the moans falling from your lips. One hand held you against him as the other found your clit, winding tight circles to add to your pleasure.

You chanted his name as he praised you, bringing you closer to release. He felt amazing, hitting spots you weren't aware even existed.

"Love you so much, Neville, " you panted before cumming, your words sending Neville over the edge as he quickly followed after you.

His hips still shifted slowly against you, bringing you both back down from your highs.

"I guess we'll have to thank George for this, won't we Nev?"

"Don't you dare."

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hi!! i as wondering if you would write me a neville smut based years after the war when hes the herbology professor? him and reader are dating, she also works as the potions professor. maybe he comes to her office to see her but he sees another person in there talking and flirting with her and he gets jealous and after person leaves he closes the door and locks it and then they end up having sex in her office? thank you!!

Jealous

This is an old request, I’m just tryna slowly clean out my inbox

Anyways I hope you enjoy and thank you for the request <3

Neville’s stomach flipped as he headed towards your office. It’d been a long day and all he wanted to do now was relax with his girlfriend.

Muffled voices flooded his ears as he neared the potions classroom, halting his movements. Neville could feel his chest tighten as he recognized the voice of the newest teacher at Hogwarts.

The new hire had been flirting with you endlessly, never seeming to take the hint at your disinterest.

Neville placed his ear by the door, eavesdropping on the conversation as his jealousy brewed. He’d never been one to get possessive but something about you talking to that jerk made his blood boil. Only a few seconds passed before Neville couldn’t wait anymore and he pushed the door open.

Relief washed over you as your eyes connected with Neville’s, but you couldn’t help but smirk once you caught sight of his stiff frame.

You had to admit there was something enticing in the way Neville’s jaw clenched as he made his way towards you.

You were just about to greet him when he suddenly pulled you into him, kissing you hard. You melted into him, hands resting against his chest. He smelled like fresh dirt and coffee, the comforting scent sending you over the edge.

He pulled away before turning towards the new teacher, flashing him a smug smile.

“You mind giving us some privacy?”

Neville’s smile grew as the teacher stormed out of the office, his chest puffing out as he pulled you in for another kiss. He held you tighter against him, reminding himself that you were his.

With a wave of your wand, you locked the door before pouncing on your boyfriend, desperate for more. Neville chuckled at your desperation. Seeing you fall apart for him only swelled his pride as he looked you up and down.

After setting you down on your desk, Neville attacked your neck, his hands working quickly to undo your top. Your breath hitched as he nipped at your neck. Your head fell back, giving him more access as sighs fell from your lips.

“All worked up from a few kisses, darling? I’ll bet he could never make you feel this good.”

You could only mewl in response, not used to Neville being so commanding.

Neville made his way down your body, occasionally stopping to kiss or nip at you until you were covered in love bites. He made his way towards your thighs, tracing mindless shapes as he neared where you needed him most.

You lifted your hips as Neville slipped off your panties and tossed them aside. His arms hooked around your thighs to pull you close, trapping himself between your legs.

You pulled at his hair as he lapped at your clit, breath quickening. You moved your hips against him, falling apart with every swipe of his tongue.

“S-so good, only you could make feel so good”

Your comment sent Neville into overdrive, his arousal growing with every moan he tore out of you. It wasn’t long before you were sent over the edge, breath shaky as you pulled Neville up to your lips.

Your arms clung to Neville’s neck, already thinking of how you could get him to act like this more often.

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Hi:) how are you? I was wondering if we could get a smut where Neville and the reader have birthday sex ( since it’s nev bday get it get it;)💀

happy birthday

Word Count: 1,595 Warnings: smut, vaginal sex, oral sex (male receiving)

hey guys, I'm back from the dead. This is my longest fic so far, I'm tryna write longer ones so I can satisfy yall's needs 😤

Also keep in mind this request was made in june but my lazy ass just got around to writing it <3

“Happy birthday, Neville!” You tossed your arms around your boyfriend’s neck, looking up at him in excitement. A grin stretched across his face as he admired you, taking in your skimpy outfit. “Is this my present?” He twirled you around, eyes darting quickly down as your skirt flared up, just barely showing your panties. Giggling, you leaned in, your breath tickling the shell of his ear as you whispered. “You’ll get your present if you’re a good boy.” His grip tightened around your waist at your words, a small blush creeping up his neck. Leaving him stunned and excited, you turned away, smirking as you heard a low groan from behind you. Congratulations and birthday wishes flooded Neville’s ears, though his mind was only focused on one thing. He couldn’t stop thinking of you, of the things you were going to do. The thought of your pretty, little mouth crying his name had his heart beating and head pounding. Those eyes, and merlin, those lips. Neville could feel his pants tightening as his thoughts grew riskier. The second class was dismissed, Neville rushed to his dorm, never more thankful that he had a free period. Sinking into his bed, he unbuckled his pants, freeing him from his constraints. His eyes fluttered closed as his hand slipped into his boxers. Thoughts of you below him flooded his mind; he could almost feel the ghost of your lips around him. Neville tossed his head back as a guttural groan escaped him. His hand tightened around himself and pumped quicker. He shuddered as his thumb brushed against his tip, eliciting a rush of warmth to spread throughout his body. “Merlin, Y/n,” he groaned, voice strained as he stroked himself. He imagined her riding him, her pretty pussy fluttering around him deliciously. Godric how he loved the way her hips rocked against him, every sway sending him further into eternal bliss. He could feel his orgasm approaching, and before he knew it, his hips bucked up into his fist for one final thrust. His body sagged, forehead sheen with sweat as his broad chest rose and fell. Neville washed himself, eager to look good for his girlfriend. He knew he’d be seeing you tonight and he wanted to look his best. It almost felt like he was getting ready for your first date again, though the irony of having innocent butterflies when getting ready to have birthday sex did not escape him. Once he finished, he stepped out the door, heading to his next class as if he hadn’t just jacked off to the thought of his girlfriend. Once your last class had finished you ran to the Gryffindor common room, readying his room for his present. You’d already ensured the room would be cleared for the night, bribing the boys to stay out with the promise of doing a week's worth of their potions homework. It wasn’t long before you heard shuffling behind the door as Neville desperately tried to open it as quickly as he could, one hand discreetly covering his crotch. Giggling, you sauntered over to the plant-loving boy, stopping once you were against his chest. Looking up at him, you pulled him into a kiss before sliding his tie into your hand and leading him towards his bed. Neville followed you blindly, an entranced look encompassing his features. Neville dragged you onto the bed with him, grinning as he settled himself above you. Your arms hung around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss, as you wrapped your legs around his waist. “So, what were you saying about a present earlier?” You could feel Neville’s grin against your neck as he pressed kisses along your jaw, nuzzling closer to you. You giggled before pushing him off of you. You were going to be in charge of him tonight. Neville sat against the headboard of the bed, spreading his legs slightly to make room for you on his lap. You could almost feel the excitement radiating off of him, his eyes bright with anticipation. Before moving over to him, you reached over to the nightstand, grabbing a cupcake with a candle placed in its center. With a wave of your hand, the candle was lit, burning a soft orange in between you and the love of your life.

Neville’s grin grew, his cheeks blushing at the gesture. “Make your wish, Nev.” You watched your boyfriend intently as his eyes fluttered closed and his eyebrows furrowed in slight concentration. A moment passed before his eyes opened again and he blew out the candle. “So what’d you wish for?” “You know I can’t tell you that! If I tell you it won’t come true.” Breaking the treat in two, Neville passed you the other half of the cupcake before taking a bite of his. You couldn’t help but laugh when you glanced at Neville, catching sight of the bit of frosting at the corner of his mouth. You leaned over towards him tilting his face towards you before swiping the frosting with the pad of your thumb. Neville eyed you longingly, the atmosphere in the room having changed to a much more intimate mood. With his eyes on you, you slowly brought your thumb to your lips, before pushing it into your mouth and sucking lightly. You could hear him suck in his breath sharply, eyes frozen on the way your cheeks hollowed around your finger. Your heart fluttered knowing you still had an effect on him. You crawled over to his lap, settling yourself above him as your thighs encompassed either side of him. You hovered slightly above him, not willing to give in to him so easily, even if it was his birthday. Starting at the shell of his ear, you kissed your way down his neck, spending time at each spot. By the time you’d reached his shoulder, his neck was littered with spots beginning to bloom, each one proving he belonged to you. Neville tugged at your top, signaling for you to take it off. Deciding to put on a show for him, you took your time with each button. By the time you’d taken off your top, Neville was painfully hard and using every bit of power within him to not grind up into you. “I want you so bad, Y/n, please.” With his hands on your hips, he rocked you against him desperately, hungry for any form of friction. You quickly made work of his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down just enough for his cock to spring free. Your mouth salivated at the sight. Not being able to help yourself, you took him into your mouth, moaning at the familiar feeling of having your mouth full of his cock. Your hand toyed with the base of his dick as you sucked on his tip, swirling your tongue lazily as Neville yelped and pleaded. “Just like that - fuck - don't stop.” Curses rolled off his tongue as he stroked your hair, praising you for making him feel so good. You glanced up at him, relishing in the view. His bottom lip was pink and swollen from him biting down on it to stifle his groans. Pulling your mouth off of him, you leaned in to kiss him. He kissed you back sloppily, mind already hazy. You settled yourself above him, sinking down onto his leaking cock. Gasps left both of your lips, leaving you feeling full and stimulated. Every shifting of your hips sent Neville over the edge, tears falling across his cheeks as he held back from cumming in you. Overly sensitive from not cumming before, Neville took charge to make sure you orgasmed before he did. With his hands grabbing hold of your hips, he controlled your movements against him, lifting and setting you down just right. The way your clit rubbed against him every time your hips met sent a shiver straight down your spine, getting you closer and closer to release. “You’re doing so good for me, flower, look so pretty for me,” Neville moaned, speaking in between gasps for air. Your hands rested against his chest, your body slumped forward as he did all the work. As much as he loved to be taken care of, there was something special about being able to make you fall apart completely. With every moan and cry that left you, he found it harder to last. Noticing that Neville was close, you decided to give him a break and quickened your movements, moving your hips erratically. Words of praise and protestations of love filled the air as you both reached your climax. You lifted yourself off of him, wincing at the loss of him inside you. Neville rubbed your stomach tenderly, checking to make sure

you were ok. His face bloomed a bright red when he caught sight of your hips, particularly the two hand-sized marks on either side of them. “Merlin, y/n, I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize I had been holding onto you so tightly! I swear I didn’t mean it -,” you cut him off with a kiss, internally laughing at your everly sweet boyfriend. His arms embraced you, bringing you closer to him so that you were right up against his chest. You curled into him, never feeling safer than when you were in his arms. “Well, I think I can safely say this is the best present I’ve ever received. “ Neville grinned down at you, his curls tickling your face. “Who said we were done yet? We’ve barely started, birthday boy.”

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The Wrong Version Part 4

a/n: Final part!!! I cut the last part in two. This second half is all smut so if you are fine with the part 3 ending you can skip this part. I probably won't be posting for a while after this but definitely writing something. 

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Word count: 6,172

Pairings: Neville Longbottom x dom!reader

Warnings: fluff! that turns into smut!, Innuendoes, sub!Neville, dom!reader, soft!dom, shy!Neville, face sitting, edging

Summary: Neville had finally gotten the courage to tell you how he feels with a little help from his friends. He has written everything he has ever wanted to tell you in the form of a letter. What happens when the real letter gets mixed up with a more provocative letter that you were never meant to see?

Neville's cheeks were now a deep red and he shrugged into his shoulders in embarrassment. He let out a nervous chuckle while scratching the back of his neck. His laugh quickly turned into a coughing fit which he tried to calm down and quickly looked down at the floor. "I…" he swallowed hard. "I'm really sorry about that letter." 

"I don't mind the letter." You giggled. "Well aren't you going to ask me?" 

He was shocked to hear your words and turned his head to meet your face. Your pupils had dilated since just a few seconds ago and the smirk on your face made him nervous. "I… um…" he bit his lips closed, afraid to say anything else. His arms stiffened around you as your lips seemed to get closer to his again. He definitely wanted to eat you out more than anything. He wanted to so badly that his brain turned to mush just thinking about it. But he had never actually done anything like this before and was completely nervous he might mess up his first time.

"It's Ok, you don't have to say it." You said, now placing soft kisses on his jaw. "For now at least… Just tell me if you want me to stop." Your mouth trailed wet kisses as you made your way to his neck. 

Although Neville was taken back by your motives, he didn't stop you. The feeling of you kissing his neck sent butterflies straight to his stomach. He couldn't help but let out a quiet groan as you found a very tender spot on his neck. He tilted his head back further to allow you more access to his neck. Your hands moved to the hem of his sweater vest and shirt and you slipped your hands under them to touch his skin. You soothed your hands on his lower abdomen which caused goosebumps to form where you touched him.

Neville sighed into your ear and his hands moved down to your hips. He held your hips with a tight grip and moved them further away from his hips. He was already feeling overwhelmed just with your lips but the feeling of your hands on him was sending his mind to places only thought of in dreams. The blood rushing to his lower regions was not helping his situation either.

You grabbed onto the hem of his sweater vest and pulled it up. When you pulled his vest half way off of him he took the hem from your hands and pulled it off of himself and tossed it to the side, while you quickly took off your own cardigan. His button up and your shirt were now the only things blocking you from the skin contact you so desperately craved. You kissed passionately as his hands rested back on your hips but he didn't seem to make any attempts to pull your top off. However you played with the collar of his dress shirt and unbuttoned the first button. With one last peck on his lips you broke the kiss.

"Is this ok?" You asked as you toyed with the second button, indicating that you wanted to take it off. 

"I… " his voice got caught in his throat, too shy to say how desperate he was for you to undress him. He furiously shook his head yes. 

"I need to hear you say yes." You whispered into his ear. 

He became more flustered as you demanded he speak. Admittedly he was more turned on than anything. "Yes… please." He muttered into your neck in a strained voice. 

His pleas sent your arousal into a frenzy. You crashed your lips harshly against his. The aggressive kiss surprised Neville, making him let out a desperate groan. You began unbuttoning his shirt and discarded it into the pile of clothes that was being formed on the floor. The heaving of his chest became more prominent as you explored his exposed skin. You eventually rested one hand above his heart and the other on his stomach. He was unsurprisingly soft and your fingers seemed to dance across his body as they traced little circles wherever they touched. You felt him suck in his stomach and retreat from your touch a little, whether unconsciously or not. 

He was slightly embarrassed now that he was shirtless. He didn't know how you would react and feared that you wouldn't find him attractive and take back everything you said. The way you inspected his body with your hands and explored around made him tense. You were gentle and teasing him with every circle you traced onto his skin. It was like fire burning hot wherever you touched. However, no one had ever touched his body in this way before, let alone let anyone see him shirtless (besides his roommates whenever he changed). He knew he was not the most muscular nor the most lean, and was positive that he was not the most handsome guy you have ever been with. 

You, however, could not get enough of him under the pads of your fingertips. You wanted nothing more than to have him stripped down to nothing and feel everything just to see him squirm from pleasure. Kissing your way to his ear you sucked on his earlobe before speaking. 

"You're perfect Nev." You breathed. You could feel his pulse quicken as you kissed his neck and a low mewl escaped his lips. You could tell he was trying to suppress his moans. You would have to fix that later.

"My turn." You said simply. You stepped back and started unbuttoning your own top. He stared intently at your hands as they moved ever so slowly down your shirt. The butterflies in your stomach fluttered faster with every button that was undone. However, Neville's embarrassment was much more noticeable as his face was crimson red. As soon as you took off the blouse he audibly took a sharp breath and held it in. He looked up afraid to look at your body. However in his peripheral vision he could see your periwinkle colored bra holding your breast just right. The tightness of his pants became more noticeable and he hadn't even got a good look at you yet. 

"Neville you can look, it's ok." She smiled sheepishly up at him. 

"Oh…" he gulped, wondering if his mouth had always been this dry. "Right." A nervous laugh escaped his lips. His hands were twitching so violently at his sides he had to hold onto your nightstand  tightly so they wouldn't move as much. His breathing became erratic the more he looked down to see you. When he finally saw your breasts sitting neatly in your bra, he was awestruck. A dopey smile crept up on his lips. He couldn't help but chuckle a little out of pure joy.

"Wow…" he said in a breathy voice. "You're beautiful." 

He realized his response might have been a little shallow. "Not that I don't think you're beautiful on a regular day. With your clothes on I mean. You do look beautiful with your clothes on. Maybe more beautiful." He said holding his hands up in defense hoping you didn't find his comment offensive. "Not that I don't think you don't look beautiful without your clothes because you do look beautiful without your clothes. With or without clothes I think you're beautiful. You always look beautiful." His face returned to that nervous expression.

His rambling made you giggle. He was unbelievably adorable when flustered, you couldn't deny that. You stepped closer to him and he placed his hands on your hips while you wrapped your arms around his middle. 

"Thank you Neville." You giggled, kissing his nose to calm him down. "These pants are getting a bit tight aren't they?" You said hooking a finger through one of his pants belt loops and pulling his hips towards you. The devilishly smile on your face made his insides turn.

"Can I?" 

He swallowed hard and a shiver went down his spine. He was all too desperate for you to have your way with him but was suddenly struck with the realization that this was not your first time. The events that had led to this moment finally caught up to him. In a panic he froze.

"I've… I've never actually done anything like this," he said in a soft whisper. He stiffened at the sudden realization that he had just confessed that he was still a virgin. He hoped his confession didn't ruin the moment as he really wanted to continue.

Your expression softened at his words. You took your hands off his waist and placed them on either side of his face while also leaving some space between the two of you. 

"Neville, that's ok." You reached up to comb his hair out of his face with your fingers. "We don't have to. I might have gotten carried away with your letter." You turned away, flushed, deciding to look at the ground. It was your turn to be embarrassed at how you practically tricked him into coming to your dorm and tearing his clothes off.

He let out a laugh and smiled at your sudden shyness. Then he pulled your hips closer to his and the shyness that had overtaken him the entire time returned. 

"I… still want to." He said in a quiet voice. "If you want to, of course." He added. 

You smiled coyly at him and kissed his cheek. "Of course." You whispered in his ear. 

You placed your hand back on his waist and played with the waistband of his pants indicating you wanted to take his pants off.  "Do you want me to…?"

"Yes!" Neville turned his head to the side flustered. He didn't mean to sound so eager by answering so quickly. 

You bit your lip to hold back a smile. You thought he was too adorable. You kissed his cheek that was turned to you before you started unbuttoning his pants and pulled down his zipper. He stood up from sitting on your night stand and started pulling down his pants until they were at his ankles. He had forgotten to take his shoes off so he bent down to untie them and take them off along with his socks. As he knelt in front of you, you also began to take off your own shoes and stocks. You also began to take off your underwear leaving you in your skirt and bra. He was definitely rushing now when he saw your underwear on the floor. He stood up tossing his shoes and pants to the side. He started to cover the front of his underwear when he realized how noticeable his erection was.

Then you held out your hand for him to grab and he took it. He let you lead him to the end of your bed, never breaking eye contact. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion and the beating of his heart sounded louder than it ever did before. He wondered if you could hear it. 

"Here" you said quietly, placing your hands on his shoulders and leading him to sit down. You smiled down at him before gently placing your lips on his again.

He timidly returned the kiss while placing his hands on your waist. Your hands crept up to scratch the back of his scalp and he hummed in return at the feeling. Wanting to be closer to him you began to straddle his waist letting your knees hold your weight on either side of him. His hands were now grazing over your body ever so slowly as if relishing in the feeling of its softness. The kiss was soft and loving but you couldn't help but notice the sense of longing behind his tender movements. It was as if he was afraid to act on his impulses. You didn't mind however as that gave you the freedom to take control over the situation. 

You now slid your tongue across his upper lip. He parted his lips just the slightest bit but it was enough for you to stick your tongue down his throat. As you kissed him harshly you pulled at his hair slightly. As you did, Neville moaned into the kiss. The taste of the herbal tea from earlier was filling both of your senses. 

Neville needingly pulled down at your hips motioning for you to sit down in his lap completely but you pretend not to notice. You were planning on giving Neville what he asked for in his letter first. You bit his bottom lip and pulled his hair making his head spring backwards, eyes half lidded. 

"Ahh…." He moaned. 

"Move back a little" You said.

You both moved away from the edge of your bed towards the headboard. Neville moving backwards and you carling on top of him. When you decided that you had moved far enough you brought him in for a kiss again and rested your weight in his lap. Neville moaned loudly into the kiss and you could definitely feel something hard beneath you. You teasingly grinded your ass on his dick and pulled his hair with one hand and soothed his chest with the other making him whimper. His hands grabbed at your thighs squeezing them slightly. You let out a moan as his hands touched you. That's when you pushed him on his back and hovered just above him but never broke the kiss. Then you firmly grabbed his jaw and placed a longing kiss on his lips before parting. 

You both were panting heavily. Your lips were barely grazing over his and you could feel his hot breath against your lips. 

"Are you ready?" You cocked an eyebrow at him.

His chest heaved up and down. The lightest shade of red covering his chest and shoulders. His eyes were wide with fear and anticipation. His grip tightened on your thighs as you moved a strand of hair out of his face.

"Please…" His voice was hushed and his bottom lip quivered. 

You smiled devilishly at him as you sat up and began making your way up his body. He looked at you confused for a second before speaking.

"What… ?" 

"Shh…" you said, putting a finger to his lips. "I think you know what I'm doing."

As you hovered over his chest his eyes widened with realization. He looked directly at where your skirt covered your bare pussy. His face went pink and a smile crept up on his lips. He felt his dick twitch in his briefs at the thought of eating you out and now he couldn't imagine what would happen if he was actually doing the action. 

"Oh Godric…" his lips were quivering now. 

You cupped his face with one hand trying to ease his nerves. "I want you to put your hands up. Just as a precaution." 

He swallowed hard, looked up at you with adoration, and slowly put his hands up on the side of his head. He understood that you didn't want him to touch himself at all which made his heart pound even harder beneath you. You thought he would have a heart attack. 

"Good boy." You said in a low whisper. 

Neville let out a whimper at the nickname and squirmed beneath you. You could tell he enjoyed this as much as you. 

"You like that name don't you." You said teasingly.

He looked away embarrassed at liking the name but nodded his head once to confirm. You grabbed his jaw and forced him to look at you. 

"I'm going to teach you how to eat pussy the right way." You said in a seductive tone. 

He nodded his head vigorously. 

That's when you sat up just enough to move forward. You had bunched your skirt so that it covered your pussy, wanting to have him securely under you before you showed him. You position yourself so that his triceps would be under the front of your ankle. He could no longer move his arms away and was trapped between your thighs. His hands curled into fists to keep them from shaking. His mouth was already half open and watery. 

Then you lifted your skirt for him to see. He drew in a sharp breath and craned his neck so he could be closer to you. Before he could touch you you grabbed a fist full of his hair and pulled it back on the bed. 

"Not until I say." 

He looked embarrassed but nodded. 

"I want you to just explore for now." You said softly. "Can you do that?"

He whimpered a yes or you thought it sounded like a yes. 

"That's a good boy." 

And with that you sat gently on his face and covered his head with your skirt so he was not seen. Under your skirt Neville was having the time of his life. He was practically moaning louder than you as he eagerly kissed your cunt. He loved the feeling of your thighs practically squeezing his head. God he loved your thighs and he would love to spend an eternity between them. 

"Nev…" you screamed as he pleased you just by his sweet kisses. 

Neville kissed the inside of your thighs and sucked lightly at the sensitive skin. His whimpers could be heard from under your skirt. You thought it was cute how worked up he was becoming just by being under you. 

"You sound so cute Nev." You kept your hand in his hair to encourage him to do more. 

He shivered under you and kissed closer to your pussy. Then he took a chance at his tongue skills and started to lap at your slit. His eyes rolled to the back of his head at the taste of your juices. You couldn't believe how wet you had become. He was squirming uncontrollably under you, so much that you occasionally had to pull on his hair to stop him. This only made him moan louder. His hands were constantly flexing, desperate to touch you, himself, the sheets, or just anything to hold onto. But the weight of your thighs and leg kept him comfortably trapped. His tongue explored your inner folds taking his time to feel everything and occasionally looking at everything. He was a bit confused at the sight but it made him all the more aroused. He started to suck on your folds feeling it was the right thing to do. 

"Ahh… Nev…" you moaned while combining your fingers through his hair.

The sound that came out of your mouth encouraged him further and he started to suck everywhere he could. However, you could tell he didn't know exactly what he was doing. For instance he was licking and sucking at your mons pubis area. You thought it was cute how naive he truly was. 

You sighed and hummed with content before speaking. "Nev."

He didn't respond thinking you were only encouraging him more so he sucked harder. 

"Nev" you called again. He continued.

"Neville" you said in a more stern tone and tugged on his hair. 

In that moment that Neville was pulled away from you, you sat up and moved to sit on his chest. When you saw his face it was extremely red, a light sheen of sweat on his forehead, and your juices all over his mouth. His eyes were closed and you felt the rise of his chest as he caught his breath. He honestly looked drunk with happiness. Just the sight of him made your heart leap. 

"Nev I know you're having fun," you said in a sweet voice, "but I need to teach you how to properly eat a girl out." 

Knowing that he was doing something wrong made him hide in his shoulders in embarrassment. He gave you a weak smile and nodded a yes. 

Knowing he would turn a deeper red at the next thing you were about to do, made your insides flutter. You leaned back just enough so your pussy was visible to him. His stare was intense and wanting. Then you brought your right hand to your cunt and started fingering yourself. You had stuck one finger in you just to adjust and then another finger. At this point Neville's pupils were so dilated you could hardly see the color of his eyes. He squirmed under you as he desperately wanted to replace your hand with his but your legs kept him trapped. You then started to use your left hand to play with your clit. 

"Ahh..." a moan escaped your lips and your head fell back as you played with your needing clit and hit that special spot inside you. 

You entered a third finger in you when Neville made a whiny noise and turned his head to kiss your inner thigh. He understood now what to do and was ready to take immediate action. 

"Fuck… please" Neville whimpered against your thigh. 

"Open" You commanded as you took your fingers out of your cunt and stuck them in Neville's mouth. 

He wrapped his lips around your fingers and began to suck your juices off of them. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he got a taste of you. Then you pulled your fingers out of his mouth and with a pop. You grabbed a handful of his hair and sat back on his face. His tongue began to lap at your clit (now that he knew where it was 😏). He would teasingly stick his tongue in you and then lick all the way up to your clit. The feeling made your legs shake. 

You sat back and rested your hands on his stomach as he continued. Turning your head around, you noticed the bulge in his underwear. It looked painfully hard and ached to be touched. Your hand slid further down his stomach and down his happy trail. As they reached his underwear your fingertips slid under the waistband but not further, just sliding your finger from side to side. 

Neville bucked his hips into the air involuntarily and his hands clenched into fists. You could feel his hot breath against you and his lips quivered against your cunt. You quickly remove your fingertips from the waist band. Neville became a whimpering mess under you. He muttered 'pleases' over and over again along with your name. 

You caressed his hair and pushed his head closer to your pussy so he could continue playing with you with his tongue. His tongue zig-zagged across your pussy and slurping noises could be heard throughout the room as he sucked mercilessly at your clit.

As a reward you decided to finally touch his aching cock. You teased him first with your fingers ghosting over his bulge. 

"Ahh..." he moaned. You hadn't even touched him properly but his cries were already helpless. 

Your feather light touches encouraged him to suck harder on your clit until your thighs shook. 

"Nev…" You came all over his face and mouth and your hand lightly squeezed his balls on impulse. 

Then his whole body jerked as he came. A wet spot was created on his underwear at the tip of his dick. Mewls of relief and embarrassment could be heard from under your skirt. And as Neville wasn't properly stimulated he was still hard as a rock. He just became too excited and came earlier than he expected too. 

Neville was relishing in your juices and licked you clean. He couldn't believe he had just made you cum. He was riding his high for as long as possible. 

"Neville, you did so good." You whispered. 

Your fingers brushed through his hair as you sat up on his chest. 

"Thank you… " He breathed. His eyelids were half lidded and his breathing was erratic as he caught his breath. "Thank you… " 

You sat further back so you were now straddling his chest. Even though the weight of your thighs was no longer holding his hands down he still stayed in the position where his hands were up. You smiled down at him and caressed his cheek. His lips curled into a smile. 

"You really enjoyed that, didn't you?" You said, raising an eyebrow at him. 

He sheepishly nodded a yes. "Godric, you have no idea." He whispered. 

You smirked at him before reaching behind you. Your hand trailed down his body to grab his cock through his briefs. His face contorted in a look of surprise and pleasure as your thumb rubbed over his sensitive tip, the wetness of the fabric making it easier to glide your thumb. 

"I think I do." You smirked at him.

A whine escaped his lips as you teased him through the fabric. The pleasure was beginning to become so much that he had to shut his eyes tightly and his hands instinctively grabbed onto your thighs. 

"P… pl… please" he stuttered. 

With every gentle touch from you he became more flustered. A devilishly smile appeared across your lips at the noises he made. 

"Not yet." You said sternly and took your hand away. 

He nodded his head sheepishly and buried his head in his shoulders. 

"Neville," you whispered.

"Yes," He whispered back.

"I want to show you something else." 

A light shade of pink covered his cheeks and he audibly gulped as you moved to straddle his waist. He eagerly propped himself on his elbows as you began to unclip your bra from the back. His eyes widened as the straps slowly slid off your shoulders and revealed your breasts. His cheeks brightened at the sight and he gave you a timid smile. 

You leaned down to give him a tender kiss, tasting yourself on his mouth as the kiss deepened. You slowly led him to lie on his back again and moved his hands to cup your breasts. You moaned at the sensation as he gently messaged you. 

Your hands moved behind you so you could unzip your skirt. Neville helped you out of your skirt as you adjusted above him. Tossing your skirt on the floor you continued kissing him. You were now fully naked on top of him, while his underwear was the only thing remaining.

"I love you..."

"I love you..."

The words were repeated from both of you as he began to kiss your jaw. He left wet kisses along your neck and collarbone. 

"Nev…" you moaned into his ear. 

"Y/N…" he moaned against your skin.

You were dying to have him inside you and you couldn't wait any longer. You forced his lips back onto yours before and then started to leave trails of kisses and hickies on his neck and jaw. 

"Y/N…" he moaned.

Your hands trailed down to the waistband of his underwear. He took in a sharp breath and his hands froze around your waist. You broke the kiss to catch your breath.

"Is this ok?" You asked.

"I… I… yes..." He swallowed harshly at his final decision.

With a devilishly smile plastered on your face you returned to kissing him. Your hands slowly slid his underwear down to his mid thigh making his cock spring up and hit your thigh. Neville whimpered into the kiss at the small instantaneous contact that excited him more than he would admit. You thought he couldn't be more adorable. 

Neville on the other hand was embarrassed that his cock had touched you. He couldn't even continue kissing you let alone look you in the eye. He hid his face in the crook of your neck as he tried to calm himself and wait for you to see him. He was too embarrassed to see your reaction. 

Once you had helped him completely out of his underwear you laid your body down next to his while propping yourself up on one elbow. He lay there on the bed waiting for you to touch him in any form. Your leg draping over his was enough to cause him to get the courage to hold onto your hip.

His breathing against your neck was rapid and the way he was holding onto your hip was as if he was holding on for dear life. He was the cutest thing you had ever seen. Your eyes made their way down his body to the place between his thighs. The sight made you bite your lip. His dick was glistening with his cum from before. It twitched and pulsated with anticipation. You could practically feel his anxiousness radiating off of him. 

As he whimpered into your neck, one of your hands reached to cup his cheek while the other trailed little circles on his hip bone. 

"You don't have to be so shy around me." You whispered in his ear, smiling down at him. 

His whining became louder as he turned his head closer to yours and tried to curl himself into you to hide himself, but you made him stay lying on his back so you could keep him under your gaze. 

"You can't say that." He complained. You could feel his face heat up against your neck. 

"Why not? It's true." You purred. You leaned down to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Besides, how am I supposed to take care of your situation if I can't see you?" 

He responded with mumbling sounds and gibberish as your hand light ghosted over his cock. 

"You're very pretty like this. You have a very pretty dick too." You said hoping to make him flustered again and reassure him.

His response was more than you hoped for. By the noise coming from his lips, the layer of sweat on his forehead, and the twitch of his cock you could tell he wasn't going to last long again. You found it very sweet that just your teasing was enough for him. But you wouldn't make him wait any longer. 

You wrapped your hand around the base of his dick and started stroking him just to use his cum as natural lube. 

"Y/N…" he whispered into your neck. The rest of the words that came out of his mouth were incomprehensible. Although you thought you heard him say he was going to cum. 

"Hold it in for me." You purred into his ear. 

He nodded furiously and tried moving his hips away from your hand but your leg wrapped around his kept him close to you. He was a whimpering mess as you continued your rhythmic strokes. To make matters worse you opted in for a different more torturous technique that made Neville wonder how long he would last like this. You stroked up his length but using a tight ring created by your index finger and thumb. You would stroke up and down his length and once you got to his tip he almost exploded every time. You would wrap your hand around his entire tip and shake your hand vigorously mimicking a vibrating sensation. Neville thrashed and bucked his hips trying desperately to hold his cum in for you.

"I… I can't… hold..." he cried.

But before he could finish speaking you took your hand away. Neville squirmed beside you as his orgasm was taken from him. 

"Please …" he said, gasping for air. 

"Not yet, baby boy." You whispered into his ear. 

The nickname made him moan louder than you expected.

"Aww, does baby boy like his new nickname?" You teased. 

He nodded his head timidly against your neck. If you could see him he would be red as a tomato. Lucky for you you would see all his reactions very soon. 

"Are you ready to be inside of me?" You asked with a devilish smile.

He nodded a yes and whimpered.

"I need to hear you." You said. 

He squirmed under you embarrassed and murmured something under his breath.

"I can't hear you." 

"Yes! Please let me be inside you."

"That's better." You said kissing his forehead.

You sat up and straddled his waist. He was now hiding his face in his hand but from what you could tell he looked very sunburnt.

"Aww Nev, you can't hide from me now." You bent down to caress his chest and stomach which heaved up and down as his breathing quickened. "I want to see how good I'm making you feel."

"Huhhmmm" He squirmed under you. "That's the problem…" 

"What is, baby boy?" You purred to him as you gently removed his hand away from his eyes. 

He looked down at your chest instead of your eyes to avoid eye contact. The view still intimidated him but he preferred not to stare into your soul for he was afraid you would suck the life out of him (figuratively and literally 😉). His eyebrows furrowed in embarrassment, "You make me feel too good." 

Your heart melted at his honesty and you leaned down to kiss him on the lips before parting. "Nev you're so sweet. That was always the plan." 

And with that you closed the gap between the two of you.

You moaned into the kiss as you sat down on his cock sliding it between your slick folds. 

"Y/N" He moaned your name into the kiss. 

He held you close to him as you teased him once more. But you had had enough of teasing. You wanted him inside you. Your hand slithered in-between your bodies and you slid him inside your pussy. 

He inhaled sharply at the feeling of your walls clenching around him. 

"Ahhh…. Nev" You moaned at his size stretching you. 

You move your hips slowly as you continue your make-out session. He started to buck up into you as well but his movements were more erratic. You held his hips down from bucking up.

You bit his bottom lip making him whine. "Don't move." You said sternly. 

He nodded his head and tried to not buck his hips. He wished you would move faster than the slow teasing pace you had set and squirmed underneath you as he fought the urge. You returned to kissing him as you bounced on his cock. Neville was a mess underneath you and you could tell he was about to cum. 

"Y/N…I…" he whimpered. 

At his words you got off of him and continued jerking him until he came. Your hand shook, vibrating at his tip as he came all over his stomach. Hot white stripes of seamen painted his stomach. He shook violently as overstimulation took over him. He held onto your thighs for support and moaned into the kiss as you continued your torturous hand job. 

"Ahhhhhh…" was all that came out of his mouth. 

His brain went to mush as you milked all the cum out of him. Once he seemed to be lost in his bliss you took your hand away and sat down next to him. He followed your movements with his eyes and laid on the bed feeling exhausted and used. With your wand you summoned a washcloth and gently wiped away the cum on Neville's stomach with one hand and caressed his hair with the other but Neville took you hand from his head so he could hold it in his hand.

When you were done you tossed the washcloth on your nightstand and pulled the covers of your bed back. Neville followed you as you got under the covers. As you both lay together in your bed Neville held your hand and stroked the back of your hand with his thumb. He looked exhausted and you couldn't blame him. You wondered how you looked right now having done most of the work. 

"How do you feel?" You asked. 

"Amazing…" he said with a blush on his cheeks. "You're amazing." 

A giggle escaped your lips at his flattery. "You're amazing too."

"Y/N" He said your name softly. 

"Yeah" you responded. 

"I love you. I really do." He looked at you with darkened pupils and a love sick smile on his face. 

"I love you too Neville" You said with the same adoration he felt towards you. 

Sleep befell on the two of you and all that was heard was Neville's snores and your light breathing. 

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As Luna made her way down to the corridors of the school she couldn't help but wonder what had happened between you and Neville. She had given you the letter yesterday and hadn't seen you or Neville since. Being curious, she decided to go ask you but as soon as she approached the (your/house) entrance she paused and hid behind a corner.

To her astonishment she saw none other than Neville Longbottom coming out of the (your/house) common room with the clothes he had worn yesterday. A sense of pride filled her as she knew exactly what had happened the night before. She felt happy for her friends and couldn't help but smile at what she knew. 

And so she turned away, skipping along the school's corridors to tell Ginny that their plan had worked after all. 

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I can't be the only one who thought and wondered about this, don't you think Neville marrying Hanna at the end is a bit out of the blue? I mean at least for what I remember from both the movies and books they never engage (at least in a meaningful way)? It would make more sense to end up with Luna if all and I'm not even fan of that ship, but Hanna? I think it's a character that's basically never explored and that's it, she just, exists I guess??

I completely agree, it never really made sense to me. I'm sure there's proof somewhere of them having an interaction but it feels very rushed and random to have them end up together.

I'd rather him end up with me :(

Jk but yes I totally agree and I PROMISE Im still active Im just a really lazy writer

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Head canons about Neville losing his virginity

Request: Um idk if you still write and if you dont thats totally fine but if you do can u plzz write an imagine or a headcanon(idc its up to you) where sub!neville is losing his v card to reader thank u😩

a/n: I know I haven't been very active, I just haven't been motivated to write anything. I appreciate all the requests I get and please keep the messages and comments flowing, they really help motivate me to keep going on this blog. Love you all <3

He completely freaks out when you first suggest taking your relationship to the next step

You can practically hear his heart beating out of his chest as he stares at you dumbfounded

“You want to do that… with me?”

Neville’s nerves are on edge for the next few days as he thinks about what you said, his heart racing at the thought of being with you

When the time comes, he freezes, realizing he has absolutely no idea what he is doing

You’re quick to reassure him, though his worries quickly disappear once he sees your chest for the first time

He pulls you into his lap, eyes glued on your body and his hands exploring every inch of you

It isn’t long before clothes are strewn on the floor and Neville is hovering above you, peppering kisses along your neckline

Giggles and whispers of praise fill the room as you cling to Neville’s arms, every thrust sending you a little closer to heaven

His hips roll against yours erratically, chasing your highs at an unforgiving pace

Once you showed him your clit, it was over for you

Despite it being his first time, he is completely focused on pleasuring you

He's half-convinced you're an angel by the end of it

It’s clumsy and awkward but full of love, and you couldn’t be happier to call him your own

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Request/Comment: When will u be posting another fic? Sorry! I just read all of urs and I can’t get enough 😭☝️

Ok so I have a few drafts going and I really don't have a schedule of when I post because I usually just write when I'm motivated enough. I'm so sorry for not posting regularly, and I try to post as much as I can. I'm not really sure when I'll post again because it's kind of random but I'll try to get some out soon!

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Just hit 300 followers last night and I’m so appreciative of all of you guys! I hope you guys are comfortable enough to message me or comment on posts, it’s really motivating and helpful

Anyways thank you all and I love you <3

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Your headcanons about Neville's thighs got me shaking ❤️

So glad I could provide this experience for you but yes I totally agree EVERYTIME I look at his thighs I swear my heart explodes

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Head-cannons about Neville Longbottom's thighs

(I'm sorry, I can't stop thinking about them)

Ok I know I've used this photo before already but I just had to use it again because his thighs look godly in this oml he could crush me with those things any day

First of all, his legs are so strong from constantly carrying heavy plants and bags of soil (he learned to lift with his legs instead of his back the hard way)

you quickly fell in love with his thighs early on in your relationship when you sat in his lap for the first time

your mouth practically waters every time he squats down to examine plants in the greenhouse

Neville 100% uses this against you, going out of his way to fluster you as you admired him

his thighs are possibly the comfiest pillows you've ever seen

There is nothing better than laying your head on his thighs while he reads to you (besides sitting on them)

You almost die every time he pats his leg for you to sit down, especially at parties in front of everyone

Whenever you sat in his lap, his hands would always rest on your hips or lower back, tracing lazy patterns against your skin

One day, you were sitting on his lap like usual, when all of a sudden, he began to pull at your hips, causing you to shift against him

his smirk widened as your breath quickened, though he never sped up the pace

your hips rolled against him, and you could feel him harden beneath you as you whined and whimpered in his ear

his thigh flexed beneath you while he held your hips down, adding to the pressure against your clit

it didn't take long before you finished, Neville teasing you for coming so quickly

"Aw, look at my pretty little flower. Made such a big mess, haven't you?"

this quickly became a regular occurrence

Besides sitting on his lap, you loved to mark them

every time you would go down on him, you made sure to pay special attention to his thighs

tears sprung from his eyes as you littered love bites and kisses against him, occasionally tracing your finger against the marks

a/n: I know this is a bit short and a little different than what I usually do, but I wanted to give you guys something so here it is! Also, I absolutely love all the anons and followers who message me about requests or random stuff, it honestly makes my day. Hope you like this one <3

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[nevillesimp]

Focus

Summary: Neville tries to focus on his work, though he becomes a bit distracted.

Warnings: smut, slight female masturbation, oral (female and male receiving), edging, degradation, kinda sub!Neville

a/n: Let me know what you guys think about this one, I’m tryna figure out what y’all like

"You've been studying for hours, Nev, I'm bored."

"Just give me five more minutes, Petal, and then we can do whatever you want."

You had walked into Neville's dorm in the hopes of being able to hang out, though as soon as you stepped in, it was clear he had other plans. His nose had been stuck in his Herbology book for the past two hours, and he had shown no signs of stopping.

Curled up on Neville's bed, you sighed in frustration while the day slipped away from you. The scent of flowers and fresh dirt evaded your senses, only frustrating you more when your stomach fluttered. Unholy thoughts began to litter your mind and your thighs clenched in response. Your hand made its way down your chest, stopping above your crotch. Sliding your legs up, you flipped your skirt so that your hand was now resting atop your panties. Shoulders sagging in relief, you traced slow circles against your clothed clit.

Neville, who'd just become aware of your lack of complaints, turned towards your direction. Just as he was about to remark on your silence, his mind went blank, suddenly at a loss for words. His needy little girlfriend was touching herself, propped up on his bed as though he wasn't even there. His mouth watered as you slipped your hand under your panties, finally making contact with your throbbing clit.

"Fucking hell, you're going to be the death of me," groaned Neville as he rose from his chair.

Your movements quickened under Neville's stare, every small moan causing his pants to tighten a little more. Settling in front of you, he lowered his head, level with your wet cunt. He glanced up at you for permission, his doe eyes shining in excitement. With a nod of your head, Neville leaned in, pressing light kisses everywhere but where you wanted him. After glancing up at you one last time, he pressed a kiss to your clit before taking it into his mouth. His tongue expertly lapped at it, his moans only adding to your pleasure as they vibrated through you. Your hand made its way to his head, occasionally pulling at his dark curls. Groaning, Neville made his way to your opening, fucking you with his tongue as his nose nuzzled against your clit. Your thighs clenching around his head only encouraged him, making him even more eager to hear you moan. Your toes curled as your orgasm approached, the room filling with the sound of you chanting Neville's name.

Catching your breath, you peered down at your zealous boyfriend. His hard-on was apparent through his pants, his hips subtly grinding against his sheets.

Sitting up, you moved aside to make room for Neville, ready to return the favor. You straddled his hips, finally connecting your lips after what felt like an eternity. Rolling your hips, you traced small patterns against his chest, admiring his body. He whimpered quietly, pulling you close against him.

"Want me to make you feel good, pet? Or are you just going to whimper like a pathetic little slut?"

"Please- please touch me," Neville whined, his face turning crimson at your words. Content with his pleads, you edged off of his lap. You palmed him over his pants before sliding them down with his boxers, his cock already leaking with precum. You wrapped your hand around him, causing him to throw his head back in relief. Pumping slowly, you watched his chest rise and fall as whines and whimpers left his lips.

With every shift of his hips, you slowed down, going at a torturous pace. You almost felt bad when his face dropped, though you hadn't forgotten all the waiting he'd made you do. Tears welled up in his eyes as you kept a slow pace, occasionally speeding up to bring him on the brink of orgasm before slowing again. His mewls and cries caused arousal to pool between your legs.

"You look so pretty when you cry, Nev. My pathetic little toy." You stopped completely as you spoke, prompting Neville to wail as he desperately bucked his hips into the open air. Leaning down, you kissed his tip before tracing your tongue against the vein that ran along his cock. You took his tip into your mouth, sucking harshly before going down. The warmth of your mouth felt like heaven to Neville, his eyes closing in bliss. You bobbed along his length, growing more turned at on every mewl and whine. He always looked so good when you sucked him off, his curls array with his mouth open and eyes closed. You could come at just the sight of him, especially when he bit his lip in a weak attempt to hold back a moan.

This went on for the next half hour, with Neville practically bawling as you ripped away another orgasm. He could barely string together a sentence, his cock so sensitive it almost hurt.

"Please- hurts," he whined, "I'm sorry, please."

"Has my pet learned his lesson?"

"Yes, yes. Please Petal, need you."

After waiting a few moments, you decided you were done punishing him. Your cunt ached as you hovered above him before sinking down atop your boyfriend. His hands grabbed your hips, guiding them against him in a wild frenzy.

"Shit, Nev, you feel so good." He twitched inside you at your praise, grazing your g spot with every thrust of his hips. One of his hands snaked up along your body, stopping at your chest. Groping your boob, he leaned forward to take your nipple into his mouth. Your shoulders sagged as he sucked and licked at your chest, his soft movements contrasting starkly with the way he pounded into you.

It wasn't long before he came inside you, the feeling of you clenching around him being all too much. You followed quickly after, falling on top of his chest as you attempted to catch your breath. Your boyfriend's arms circled around you, holding you close to him. You stayed in each other's arms until you'd both fallen asleep.

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[nevillesimp]

YES THIS IS SO IMPORTANT! As a latina writer myself, I’m always trying to keep my writing inclusive because there just isn’t that much out there that can apply to everyone. If I ever include something that is too specific, please let me know because I will be more than happy to make edits!!

To other writers (no one in specific) but when you make the switch from using things such as "pale skin" or "she blushed" in your fics, you open your works to be read to an ENTIRE new demographic of people who probably don't get to see themselves in fics usually!

Instead of using "she blushed" when the reader is shy, or embarassed, get creative! There are plenty of other phrases you can use to show that emotion!

Instead of "her pale skin" I've found that replacing the word pale with (s/c), skin color, makes the fic a lot more accessible!

When it comes to hairstyles, this is where it gets more tricky however, you can never be too tedious when it comes to inclusion! You can always opt for giving a general description of the hair. Not everyone can pull their hair in a messy bun but quite a few people can pull their hair up! You can also opt for things such as but not limited to

"Pulled her hair away from her face"

"Flicked her hair behind her shoulders"

And then obvious when it comes to length and color there's always the use of (h/c), or hair color, and (h/l), or hair length.

I understand that this doesn't make it accessible to EVERY person, I'm a gal with a shaved head myself! However this does make it more accessible to a lot more people. People who look like you aren't the only people thar read fanfics and if you want a broader audience, make things that POC people can read too!

- Love, a black reader and writer!

[nevillesimp]

Neville Longbottom is 100% a thigh guy and no one can change my mind.

Thoughts?

[nevillesimp]

Can I Make You Feel Good?

Warnings: smut, oral (both male and female receiving), female reader, mommy kink, sub!neville

Requests:

-Could I get a Neville x reader smut fanfic where Nev is OBSESSED with the reader's boobs? He kisses, jiggles, and does whatever to them?

-sub!neville, face riding, mommy kink, hair pulling, pegging, and i’ll leave the rest up to u 😏🗣

(I did not include pegging because it completely slipped my mind but I am definitely not opposed to writing this in the future)

"Mommy, please, wanna cum so bad." Neville's whines filled the room as you stroked his cock, your thumb swiping over his red tip. Teasing him further, you placed small kisses along his hip, littering his lower half with love bites. You licked along his length before taking his tip into your mouth, sucking lightly. You could feel Neville trembling underneath you, his hands straining not to push your head down on him. You swirled your tongue around him, your hands reaching up to hold his legs down as you picked up your pace.

It wasn't long before you permitted Neville to come, his body sagging after his intense orgasm. You pressed soft kisses up his abdomen until you reached his face, where he pulled you into a slow kiss.

"Did so well for me darling, do you think you can make mommy feel good?" Your dazed-out boyfriend whined at your request, his hands already grabbing at your waist to come closer to him. Settling on his hips, you ran your hands along his body, causing a fiery blush to bloom across his skin.

"Yes, wanna make you feel so good, " he groaned into your neck, quickly making his way down towards your chest. He began massaging your boobs before replacing his hand with his tongue, swirling it around your nipple. You panted lightly, your hand grabbing at his curls while you rocked against him.

Wanting more, you pulled away from his eager mouth, gently pushing him down to lay across the bed. The confusion on his face quickly disappeared when you made your way up his body, your pussy inches from his face.

"Make me feel good, baby." At your command, his arms inched their way along your thighs, holding them steadily above him before he licked up your cunt. His eyes were wild as he sucked at your clit, his cock hardening at the delicious view. Your boobs bounced from above him while your eyes screwed shut, curses spilling from your mouth. He swore he was in heaven at this moment, and his eyes softened despite the pornographic scene before him.

You grasped at Neville's hair, riding his face as desperation overtook you. The obscene noises only turned you on, provoking you to grind against him faster. Every pull of his hair only spurred him on, his tongue switching between lapping at your clit and teasing your entrance. He brought one of his hands up to grab at your boobs while he ate you out, his thumb rolling across your swollen nipple.

"Faster, darling, fuck, you're doing so well, making mommy feel so good." Mewling at your praise, he nuzzled your cunt, his nose rubbing against your clit with every movement of his face. A scream tore from your throat as you finished on top of him, though Neville didn't let go of your thighs until he had licked you clean. Rolling over, you collapsed onto the bed, your chest heaving.

"Did I do good?" You grinned at his doubt, shocked he didn't know his answer considering you'd come so hard just a few minutes ago.

"Yes, you were amazing, love. Now rest, we're both going to need the energy later." His eyes widened at your remark before he snuggled into your chest, arms wrapping around you.

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a/n: I know this isn't very long but I figured it's better than nothing and I want to get into the rhythm writing again. I know I haven't posted in a while, I just haven't had the motivation to write, but I appreciate you guys for sticking through with me! I would love your feedback/comments , I really want to start interacting with you guys more, whether that means requests or just having random conversations. Again, thank you so much and I love you all! <3

[nevillesimp]

hey! i was wondering if you could do a neville smut where he had a bad day and the reader fucks him to make him feel better. thank you!

I've already written something to similar to this here, but let me know if you meant something else or would like it to be different!