Centuries ago I just wanted to watch some Youtube before having my dinner, then I saw the Gladiator II trailer, and immediately fell into my second Pedro Pascal phase.
I just wanted to write a One Shot, then started to think about a second part. And just when I wanted to write it, I re-watched *and re-felt* sooo many movies and series including Pedro.
Guys I have sever brainrot from this man...again! I need help with more Pedro content
The second part for my Gladiator II story will come, maybe even some Oberyn Martell stuff, but right now I'm cursed to consume so much TLOU stuff until I'm fine again.
And I'm glad people like my stuff. I feel its just there to be outside of my head, so I'm not that proud of my work currently (?)
Authors note: instead of finally watching Narcos I'm just writing and reading about it so maybe its a bit inaccurate ?! I'm suppossed to prepare for my exams y'all this series will destroy me
Summary: You get hurt on a mission, Javier takes care of you and you both finally see that keeping your evolving relationship a secret is a stupid idea; first fluff with some angst than smut !
Warning: making out, smut!; fingering, kind of public sex? Mentions of blood, dirty talk, Javier being soft/domish
Word count: ca. 2.9 K
With a deep groan, you landed on the slippery concrete. It all happened so fast. The screams, the shots and your blood that now wouldn't stop painting the puddles red underneath you.
Between the heavy raindrops you could only make two dark figures out nearing you, like the dead himself. Usually, Javier’s plans worked out but this time you were unlucky. In fact everyone was now, since it was your job to keep their backs safe and now you laid on the ground almost defeated.
The entire time from the shot to the falling on the ground your hand had never lost a grip on your gun, knowing damn well what you had to do. A weak whimper slipped its way out of your lips when you fought yourself back in an position to defend yourself. The blood still gushing out of your side with every movement.
You only remember one shot coming from your gun and the picture of one of the two men falling on the ground, before your entire vision got covered by red shirt, you recognized him. His warmth, his smell. You've realized his voice calling your name. Then you heard some shots, before your vision started to blur into blackness, that dared to draw you into unconsciousness.
Your hands gripped for his vest, your lips tried to form an apology, but all you could form were painfilled chokes, only telling him how you fought for your life now. This was so bad, you had no intention to be a burden for him, nor to risk revealing your still developing relationship to everyone.
,,Fuck! Fuck this- Its okay Y/N. Just breath for me, breath’’, Javier said, alternating between looking down on you and above to see if everything was clear now. You whined weakly, nodding, when his strong arms pushed you up into his warm chest to carry you away.
For a brief moment you could feel his lips on your ear, a shy kiss to comfort you. All you could perceive was how the rain washed your blood covered arms cleaner and his eyes down on you filled with heaviness, as if he wanted to say more just like you intended, but wasn't able to.
It had only been a couple of weeks since you both started dating. To slow things down and take the pressure from both of you, you had decided to hide all of to your colleges. Today Javier’s plan has it been to stay near you and let the others go forward. But once people started to question their decision, he immediately turned it down. And now he cursed himself for it, for giving so quickly up just to hide his feelings for you once again. Fuck, he wanted you- to be his and especially to be safe with him.
You could read every accusation from his gaze when he carried you back into the team’s car and placed you carefully on a bank.
Steve wanted to calm him down, told him about the success to reinsure him and to encourage him to drive you immediately to a hospital. All those words didn’t seem to reach Javier, he was busy patching you up, by taking his jacket from a seat and bound it around your wound to stop the bleeding. Ready to block everything out that wasn’t about you now. But he suppressed the urge to tell Steve to shut up and instead told him to start the damn car already.
,,Its alright Y/N. Shhh don’t move, please’’, you heard Javier say and one moment later you saw him crouching down next to you on the ground a hand on your shoulder, stroking you gently. The touch reminding you how sore your body felt, how it tried to find warmness by twitching around.
,,Javier its so cold. I’m sorry its just that-’’, you said through your teeth, shaking visible in your wet clothes.
He hushed you softly.
Javier knew you were tough, it needed months of persuasion to have a date with you. But now you were so fragile. Not just, because of the pain- you longed for love or at least comfort, you needed it now the most.
You felt how he once again pulled your body up to have you lay on his lap this time. His warm chest gave against your cheek, every muscles that could touch Javiers body relaxed slowly. Still your breaths were shallow and strained, your vision blackspotted and painful to use, so you kept your eyes close, focusing on Javiers breath, deep but quick enough to not fall asleep.
Javier told to keep your eyes open but you wouldn’t listen and he saw that you struggled. So instead, he laid his hand on your chest to always check your breathing. This gesture stayed hidden from Steve, not that he cared anymore. Occasionally you would feel how his thumb crossed over your collarbones skin and how his lips brushed around your ear whenever he asked whether you were still with him, reminding you to breathe deeply.
You heard Steve curse those bastards that shot you and praised your ability to still shot one down with that kind of wound. You weakly smiled and hummed a ‘thank you’ , while Javier tugged a hair strand behind your ear.
,,Yes Y/N can be a true beast from time to time’’, Javi added, his teasing undertone only for you to make out, earning him a weak chuckle. With a smile Steve reminded you both how you all got to know each other, you being way too busy to explain a thing to Steve while fighting with Javier for the next saying in the upcoming mission.
The rain drops crushed softly against the windows and mixed with the colorful reflected lights on it. The air was thick and cold. Then you drifted into a strange state of being not quite asleep nor awake.
When you woke up you laid on a hospital bed not in your dirt covered clothes anymore. Your gaze immediately met with Javier sitting on the bed next to you, his hand reaching for yours out once he saw your eyes opening up, giving you a reliefed smile.
Over the next couple of hours almost everyone from your team paid you a visit. Some decided to chat a little longer with you while the others just brought you some lovely flowers, someone even your favorite candy. The entire time, Steve and Javier stayed at your side. Since the first day here, you and your two guys had formed an unofficial alliance, so it was natural for your three to stick together even here.
Only when the guy who had the task to let you all know when some of those bastards decided to try to surprise you came into the room Javier stood up and confronted him. He stood up close at him, every accusation beating directly in his face, while not letting him near you. With the help of Steve he calmed down.
,,Its Y/N! Fucking look out next time!’’; Javier told the guy after he had taken a breath out, his chest and neck still stiff from all the pressure he felt.
,, Calm down, Y/N will be alright. It’s a wonder you were so quickly by Y/N’’, Steve admitted to him. Javier glanced over at you only now realizing how visibly uncomfortable you were.
,,Yes! Because I’m doing my job properly’’, he said sternly, but his eyes brows were scrunched together in doubt.
Even though you were thankful for every visit you got, you just felt relieve after the last visits, the sky started to turn dark blue. You needed rest and even more you needed true comfort and Javier could sense that, pressing your hand gently.
Javier who had kept the entire noon the chair right next to your bed, declined Steve’s offer to give him a ride home . Then it slowly dawned on Steve, seeing you now in a different light. He gave you both a broad smug but didn't say a thing and went home.
The first moment you both spent alone, after the door had fallen shut gently, was just peaceful silence. Javier still had your hand in his hand.
,,Y/N’’, he said, this time in a way only a partner called for his love. His voice heavy.
You just smiled at him in response your arms trying to reach out for him needily. That almost surprised him, more so did it relief him.
He stood up and hugged your upper body, gently rocking you, his thumbs massaging the back of your neck. His lips kissed every spot that his hands could bring to them, always so carefully. Your scalp, your temple your cheeks, your lips.
,,You fucking scarred me back there Hermosa. I’m so sorry, I should have never allowed some other guy to watch out for you, all of that just because we thought keeping this lowkey was a good idea. But no one can look out for you as I can,as I should. I’m sorry- I should have never backed up with my plan’’, Javier couldn’t stop beating himself up, so you did it for him reassuring him softly.
But then you started to apologize, for being so uncareful, to have risked revealing your relationship to the others. Javier realized that this plan has been the worst.
,,Nonsense, you didn’t do a thing wrong. I want to take care of you. Quite this hiding finally, I don’t want to pretend I don’t care for you more than I do actually’’, said Javier bringing your hand to his lips, kissing you knuckles taking in your sent to calm him down.
Maybe it was due to the painkillers, but you didn't feel the risk of an unrequited love any more. You told him that you loved him, finally and for the first time. It just happened. He answered it with a long slow kiss, before admitting the same feelings.
You spent the entire night in Javier’s arms. Even though the warm blankets hugged you tightly and the painkillers did their job, Javiers embrace gave you the most comfort. You wanted to turn around and face him, but it was still too painful and you had the order to stay still. So Javier made you - he held you close and kissed every spot of your body he could reach.
By midnight your blanket was covered in opened up magazines and empty candy papers. The TV hummed softly his late-night program while you two rested a bit, always waking a from a shallow sleep and then cuddled up closer again on this small mattress. Your back leaned closely against Javier’s chest, that raised peacefully up and down. Only when your infusion got empty, you couldn't drift back to slumber anymore. Javier noticed it and got a nurse who helped you with that.
You still felt warm and cozy, but the painkillers needed some time to have its effect. The old pain rose up again and made your legs twitch up to your chest to get some relief out of your body.
Javiers hand held you close to comfort you, humming reassuring words, that the painkillers would work soon and that you needed rest.
But maybe you also needed something else, He figured.
To test the waters his hand slowly glided over the stiff fabric of your hospital clothes, watching how your body pressed against his palm to meet his touch. Your face still turned away from him, a needy sound reached his ear and that was all he needed.
His hand slipped down to your panties to push them slowly aside, you were so hot against his fingers when he barely brushed against your folds. Your back arched weakly up, bringing your hips further against his crotch and your pussy further against his hand, that he cupped now entirely. A deep hum brushed against your neck, sending shivers down your spine.
,,Javi- what if someone walks in?’’ you asked insecure yet so touched by the fact that he still wanted you when you laid so beaten up before him.
,,I’m sure they will find their way out by themselves then’’ Javi said his lips starting to kiss behind your ear, to brush away your doubts or wishes to not be impolite. But fuck, he couldn’t care less. He had cared about that for long enough and had seen the prize it came with. No, only you mattered now.
,,Isn’t this inappropriate? In a hospital? I’m in pain, you know’’ you asked but already enjoying his touches. His other hand had come around your middle, pressing it further against his chest. You were more than warm by now.
,,Forget about all of them. Let me do this for you Hermosa – besides a little pain always seemed to have helped you fall over the edge, so…’’ he said teasingly before his tongue dragged down your neck, sealing his decision with it. His hand slipped under your gown cupping your left breast, before pinching its nipple softly.
At first you intended to let him hear your surprised chuckle, but instead a long moan slipped past your lips. Your face burning red in shame. Only Javier didn’t care.
,,There she is’’ Javiers eyes flew down to your exposed curves, admiring how they moved in the artificially turquoise light to meet his touch more.
,,That’s right baby. Let me here you. You focus in me, while I focus on you – gosh you feel so good’’, his voice turned darker, playing with your stiff nipple.
His fingers vanished further behind your panties and rubbed slow circles over your clit bringing it to arch in slow, burning hot weaves until his fingers were fully covered in your juices.
,,Good job Y/N. Just let go for me, I’m right here’’, he said, his words sending shivers down your spine. Javier knew how to use his voice and body since your first date and even before that, but this was different. This was so dominating yet so soft, almost lovingly.
You had no intention to hold back anymore, your fingers opened the bow in your neck and pulled your white gown from your body, getting rid of this annoying thing, before turning carefully around, revealing your body to Javier.
Your gaze met his wide blown brown eyes gliding down. There it was again this look of doubt and guilt, when he met your patched up wound.
To shut his dark thoughts off you immediately kissed him, sealing your lips against his, warmly and smoothly, humming soothing words against them after every kiss, before he didn’t need to hear more and his lips remained on yours. He took a deep breath through his nose while his tongue slipped between your lips, your scent and taste letting him focus on his task again – this was about you.
Just like your neck your eyes rolled back with a shaking moan, when Javis fingers pushed past your folds, filling you up.
,,That good? Right there?’’, Javi asked as if he didn’t know better, raising an eyebrow up while enjoying the view he had.
You nodded eagerly, strained ‘yes’s coming from you, to fuel him. He knew damn well you were in a hospital, everything reminded him of that, but you looked so tempting. He couldn’t help himself he had to taste you, so his lips closed around one of your nipples sucking on it to send you further into your bliss.
By now his broad hand pressed with every push against your clit and the spongy spot inside you, stilling for a moment, dragging the feeling out how your walls clenched around him, becoming tighter with every trust. He was taking his time with you.
,,Fuck Javi, please make me cum. This is better than every painkiller’’, you admitted eagerly, chuckling weakly at your last part. That was exactly what Javier wanted, making him smile proudly down on you.
,,I can see that- look at you baby, so pretty. But let me drag this out some more for you, let me do this good’’, Javis lips were so close against your ear, before he started to kiss your neck again, shoving your head into the soft pillow with every kiss.
At first you wanted to dissent but Javi wouldn’t let you, hushing you by pushing his tongue past your lips, his free hand pulling your hair softly, while he swallowed every moan that he fucked out of you. He knew how much you liked to put up a fight, but he needed to restrain himself now, even though he was rock hard.
After some time, when you were near the line of being overstimulated, his fingers pumped stronger inside you, the pace steadily even though your hips tried to provoke him to just fuck you senseless.
,,Y/N! Behave. I’m busy here’’, Javier almost growled, his fingers rubbing your clit one time harshly to underline his warning.
You only giggled shyly, but obviously having fun.
,,And you’re doing this so good, but I don’t mind some more’’, you said, your voice starting to become worn out.
,,I know baby. But I meant to look out for you. Can’t have you get hurt again. This fingers can fuck you as much as you want but I decide the pace. If you behave and once you are fine again, I can fuck you as hard as you ask me to, nicely of course’’, Javier say.
His words have their effect on you. His mouth couldn’t swallow every of your sounds when you started to reach your orgasm. So instead, he pulled away, watching you fall apart for him. For him even though he couldn’t have protected you in the first place. And yet you trusted him so fully, letting him stay so close to you.
,,You like that? Me taking care of you? I do. I fucking do, letting everyone know who you belong to, who cares for you, who can make you sound so filthy’’, he said listening to your hot sounds.
You were so close, so lost in your pleasure you didn’t notice how much you moved your body, practically riding his fingers, chasing your orgasm and risking to harm yourself again. Javier was quick to notice.
Just before you could cum, he pushed himself up and buried you underneath him, his thighs pressing yours into the mattress to keep you still. His fingers keeping his slow and hard pressing way on you, sending you very slow to the edge.
,,Eyes on me Hermosa. Good, we need to work on that patience though, don’t we?’’ Javier asked teasingly. ,,Good girl’’, he added when you opened your eyes, pulling at your hair softly, but never stopping his movements.
Your pupils were dark and shiny, your brows scrunched together. You shared a long gaze with Javier, who seemed to enjoy this just as much, his gaze and moans mirroring yours. And then you came all over his fingers, the weaves of pleasure gushing slowly through your body. It took you every last bit of energy to cost this strong feeling fully out.
,,Thank you’’, you said almost inaudibly against his neck when your breathed started to even out, while he still rode your orgasm lazily out.
Javier kissed your chin lovingly as an answer, again and again until you both had caught your breath. Within some moments you felt into a long peaceful sleep.
Two days later when you were allowed to leave the hospital Javier insisted to have you stay at his apartment. He insisted to take care of you, needless to say you took his offer filled with a good feeling, telling you that this with Javier could in fact become something serious.
Prompt: Marcus Acacius is on the hunt for you. Not only are you his promised wife, who happened to have run away, there are also other threats outside, not only for you, also for him and his power, he tirelessly has to defend, especially in times of rebellion- one reason more that lets the pressure and urge of control rise in him.
Warnings: Smut 18!, noncon-ish, arranged marriage, semi forced sex, control play, brat taming, dirty talk, loss of virginity, marcus is fucking some sense into you; marcus calling the reader his whore, naïve/stubborn Reader
Word count: circa 3.9 k
Authors note: We only have the trailer for what a week? And still this fandom knocks out one story after the other?! I love this spirit <3 ! So I wanted to join you- have fun! + not entirely satisfied with it, critique is appreciated
His broad legs shoved the water angrily away until it was only left underneath his feet before he let you fall own the wet ground. Only then his eyes looked down at you again, sternly. Colder than the water that made your dress cling onto your body, has been this look.
This rescue wouldn’t have been necessary, if you hadn’t been so uncareful, if he hadn’t hunt you down so merciless and if your father hasn’t promised you to this beast the first place. Now you were not only back under his watch, you also owned him your life. In bitter shame you looked down.
His men came nearer, his torches that had helped him finding and saving you from drowning tinted the soil orange. With a heavy sigh came Marcus boots into your brighter view, also drenched in dirty sea water, he waited for you to give him your attention.
,,On the horse, now’’, said Marcus, after you wouldn’t react. His hand landed under your chin to let your head rise up, your damp hair moved across your shoulders, letting you shiver, which you directly suppressed. Eager to not let him think you were afraid or impressed. Luckily there was no reaction from Marcus, he didn’t move a muscle until you walked to an empty saddled horse. You could feel him right behind you with each step. It was like all his controlled anger, that couldn’t be outlived on a kidnapper turned now into body heat. Even his hands were burning hot when they grabbed your hips and shoved you onto the horses back.
His small troop of ten men all rode in front of you. Another gust of wind blew over your ribs and all of a sudden you could feel your hardening nipples, rubbing over your inner arms while riding to the general’s quarter. You looked over your body and saw how the dampness has turned your dress almost transparent. Another weave of bitter shame made your lips twitch up– Marcus must be furious, not only for you disappearing, but for the fact that you had run away and now looked so bare, far away from untouchable. But also, far from being controllable.
You despised this man, with him freedom came with ignominious sacrifices. But the general was just as vulnerable as you – and if necessary you would drag him with you through this hell.
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Outside of Marcus’ tent has been a broad fire that you deliberately have chosen for your tonight’s spot, instead of following him inside like a good wife. It was summer and yet the night could turn everything bitterly cold with its pitch bringing darkness and lonely winds. By the time one soldier came out of Marcus’ tent to deliver the generals wish to see his promised wife you wordlessly kept your position, although the fire could only half heartly help you warming up. But your suffering was his as well – with that you sternly locked eyes with every soldier passing by and eventually with your promised husband once he came outside. Just like he did before.
,, I send someone to bring you inside, you must eat’’, Marcus said, his voice just as strict but you could hear his urge for control out of it.
,, Yes and I send him away. I’m not dining with you, we don’t belong together general, despite all those charming words my father must have used, as usual for a senator’’ your voice sounded softer and yet deadlier than unusual due to the coldness.
,,You think you are above me Y/N, is that why you’d rather run away?’’, asked the general.
You fought to let your face stay cold. Now he started to understand, but you needed to make one thing clear.
,,Not in the way you might fear, not above due to my father’s title. We don’t belong together since we have different ideas of freedom, not to mention of a good life’’, said you.
You told him the entire system of men dictating others people lifes, telling them who to fight and who to worship, started to make you even sicker now that your father planned to work you into this web of blood and suppression.
Marcus listened to your words with attentively ears, his heart was arching in pity and bitterness – you had no idea what a man he was, nor had you any clue how this world really worked. And still your heart carried pure intentions.
Once again, he sighed deeply out unsure how to show you that he wasn’t a threat to you, that you needed to form an alliance, for your own sake and his.
While figuring his confincing answer out he ever so slightly bowed down that his hand landed on you to bring the dresses string back up on your damp shoulder, but you turned away. You still looked far from a senators daughter, a dirty dress, tired eyes and drenched in sea water, still shaking.
He wasn’t given any chance to further secure his safety but a threat to lose his reputation.
,,Fix me all you won’t – I know what your intentions are, I will rebel- until you all let me fall out of this system’’ revealing your plans with a promising voice.
Marcus was aware of the two soldiers in front of his tent listening. He was aware that every act of you dared to endanger his further ascent.
Then it dawned on him- your nobles were different your status inherited – you could rebel all of want it would never change your picture – only he could do that by either letting you let him appear without any control or turn it around, proofing again that he was worthy of his status, his life among the winners.
If you were so keen to rebel, he would demonstrate you, how your plan would work out in reality. His motions became just as fast and unyielding like back in the sea when he had reached you and brought you back. Now he carried you inside his tent, just like he should have earlier.
Your trashed around but he didn’t care, even lesser when he had saved your life. Sorrow of an unrequited affection mixed with the fight to survive.
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Once inside, Marcus threw you onto the bed that stood in the middle of the room. The cushions and warmness of the tent had no effect on you when you realized how the general looked at you now.
His face was covered in red anger, almost just as red as the tent’s walls .You didn’t dare to move an inch, he circled you like you were prey.
In controlled but strong motions he got ride of the armor, never breaking eye contact with you, like he pined you on the spot with his watch. His armors gave dull deep sounds from it whenever he ripped it further off of him, until he just stood in his tunic there.
,,I’m not doing anything with you, I’m not your wife’’, you said, sliding over the shiny ivory blankets to keep the distance.
Although your back had reached the other edge of the bed the rest of your body wasn’t fast enough. In one quick motion Marcus had griped around your ankle, as if he had caught a snake and now shoved you back to him. Your entire body glided over the soft bed directly under Marcus’ body, his broad arms caging you in.
The steadily turn in his behavior started to make your heart skip beats- this was the price, you thought. His fingers run along your cheek before squishing both together, his eyes fixed on your lips.
You wanted to repeat yourself, but it was useless, Marcus’ broad hand gripped your entire jaw even more when you attempted to.
,,I know- but I will do a lot of things to you. Have it your way, but nothing stops me from having my way with a caught rebel’’ Marcus said and with that his hands landed on your dress and tore it off from your body.
The revelation of his plan made your stomach twist. You cried out in protest, tried to cover your bare body from the general but he was too strong. One hand was enough to lock your hands above your head, while the other one pulled the last remaining piece of fabric slowly away from torso, revealing not only your breasts but also how rapidly you breathed in and out.
Poor thing, Marcus thought, asking what you have gotten yourself into, what you forced him to be.
Now he saw your fear and yet he bathed in the view below him. His promised wife already bare underneath him, even prettier than imagined. His free hand stroked its way up to your neck, his finger tips only dared to cross over your nipples, slowly starting to play out his strategy, watching you closely, looking for the moment inside you where you would give up and demand your title back.
But you didn’t say a thing.
,,Open up", he said deadly not letting room to think about his instruction by already forcing two fingers past your lips.
He made you lick his fingers, watching your small tongue draw around them so shyly. Your lips twitched like they would tell him that you finally gave in, but they never did.
This would be everything than soft, but Marcus had to proof his point.
,,No wait I’m not ready, you can’t just-’’ you said once it dawned on you what he was up to, your now free hands griped around his ribs to stop him.
,,Only my wife deserves preparations, rebels however only serve me for one purpose’’, said Marcus and underlined his point by stretching his first finger between your pink folds, watching your face twitch.
His spit covered fingers run through your pink folds, your thighs shaking together again and again, when his fingers rubbed pragmatically circles over your clit. In some way Marcus started to find his pleasure with this situation as shaking curse reached his ears. He would have you scream in other feelings soon.
,,Isn’t this what your cunt is used to? Being used by every men that you cross in the streets’’, he said. ,,Thinking you’re something special?’’ he mocked you in false pity while searching for the spot that made you cry out for him. Fuck, using your stupid plan against you felt so good, knowing he was right, that he was in charge again.
He rubbed all the right spots inside you angrily making sure to remember them- that was all he needed for now. In one swift motion his arms griped you on your hips and flipped you over, having your plush hips bounce so hypnotically in front of him. Marcus had to fought for his own control not to get to lost in this act.
You pressed your lips together bracing yourself for what was to come, when you felt his big hand on your back, pressing it down in the sheets. Cold air caressed your core when you arched your ass more up, not that you wanted to – Marcus’ hand let you bend down until an uncomfortable groan left your lips involuntary.
Not paying attention to it, Marcus’ hands griped around your cheeks, that glowed so warmly in this light, pulling them apart to have a better look at you. With a groan he let his thumb run over your shiny pink folds, that still pulsated so suprised and eagerly ---you looked more than tempting, so hot yet so innocent. Why did you need to be such a brat and turn this into a lesson for yourself? - he was rather interested in ruining you, introducing you to the pleasures a man could offer his wife.
His hand ran over his hard cock, while his other hand took hold of your hips.
,,You still want to act like a brat? Not having enough?’’, he asked, in some way hoping you would finally drop your act, in some other way enjoying his act a bit too much.
Stubborn as you were you just shook your head.
His trip pressed against your core and you panicked, even more, when he moved further inside you.
,,You asked for this, now take it’’, he said still spreading you further open although you had hoped he would give you a moment but his hips snapped right up. No words left your mouth to let you give in.
Only a loud groan eventually slipped past your lips and with it came an even deeper smack of Marcus’ hips against your skin, letting you choke on your cries.
,,And now? Still so keen?’’ he asked, stilling his movement for a second, but it was useless, your walls pulsated around him, like you were in pain, a sweet pain. You couldn’t focus, nor could you talk properly. Nevertheless you shook your head no once more.
He could feel how your little pussy struggled to take all of him in and hear your heavy breathing through your teeth. Your throat busy to swallow all those upcoming moans down he could fell under he palm that still pressed your neck into the bed. He felt a stroke of pity for you, before getting lost again in the feeling of your virgin pussy and more so of the power he had now. A smug grin crowned his lips when his hand came down to smack across your ass cheek and he immediately silenced your cursing words with another snap of his hips.
,,You are not the one demanding here – you just take what I give you, take it like the whore you are’’, he said. Your hot breath ran over his arm in an suppressed whimper, swallowing your anger down again. A satisfied groan left him and he pounce once again into you fuelled by power. This was still a lesson for you, but damn it he got lost in this fantasy.
Having the daughter of a senator as his bride was one thing, but fucking her merciless in his tent was another thing.
By the time he has completely stretched you out, he looked down on his price. A high-pitched moan reached his ears when he found the spots again that drove you wild, sounding just as good as the cheering of the crowds. He was about to win this, you already laid on the ground, filled with his cock despite your pride , now he only needed to pounce on his prey.
Even he needed a moment, to control himself. It would feed your ego to know your walls choked his cock like a viper, a low chuckled escaped him, having to imagine your sweet face light up in pride again. There was something about you being so eager to top him. Maybe he would allow you one day to feel like this, that you were the one in charge. But this had to wait. His hand reached around your shoulder, your skin burning into his palm. A moment later he started pounding into you with quick movements, rubbing all your sweet spots again at once, again and again, his body slapping against your clit.
A shaking moan, that almost sounded like a plea to stop came from you. This was all too much your body shaked in ecstasy. You wanted to wiggle yourself away but the hand on your shoulder shoved the general right back inside of you letting you scream out.
,,Hush! Just let it consume you’’, he said still sternly, although his words sounded like an advice, like a wish.
Still, he didn’t change his pace. He focused on the spots that let you cry out the loudest until you griped him so tightly, he couldn’t hold back anymore, groaning his own pleasure out.
,,Ssst-’’, was all your mouth could bring out, your voice shivering due to the pushes of Marcus' hips. Gods, it felt so good, too good but you were scared of those unfamiliar feelings inside you. You gathered up your strength to press an arm out with the hopes to push him away from you but it was useless.
Marcus even speed up, more and more, with each trust reaching his release further.
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Your hair felt so soft when he grabbed a fistful of it to bring you up to him, your sweat covered back slamming against his chest. For a moment you saw this as an opportunity to fight him off, but his hands were too fast, too strong, too tempting, when one grabbed one of your full tits while the other held your head so effortlessly next to his. He didn't let you go you were his by now already. His soft hums warming your scalp.
To balance yourself you cold only take a hold of Marcus’ arm and within a moment he let go of your breast to press it gently, so that it vanished completely in his warm palm- he was so big and he was everywhere.
If you weren't so sense drunk you would have heard Marcus softly hushing you in an attempt to calm your hickuping whimpers down, encouraging to give in.
,,You’re not letting me have this without you, you will come for me, understood? Show me how much you enjoy this, when I claim you like this’’, his lips were so close, right next to your ear. His voice full of authority,that broke only after Marcus had pushed so hard into you he himself had to moan out load. Your sounds mixed together, one crying out of pure ecstasy for his upcoming win and one for her upcoming defeat.
Another sharp movement had you scream out of terror when you felt the knot inside you daring to snap. You had no idea what he did to you. But you denied yourself this pleasure, this forbidden pleasure that would weaken your point you had fought to make.
But he made it so hard, especially when he pushed you back into the mattress again and spun you around. His arms pressed your knees up to your chest his hips never stopping his by now slower slaps.
You hid your wanting moans behind scared breathing when images of him grabbing your breasts again in his palms and suck on them rushed through your mind. you couldn’t keep looking into his ever so stern gaze with such thoughts in your head, letting your eyes rather fall back and by that offering him your chest even more, secretly beging more and more for the general.
Something inside you was about to break, you felt it in your womb, in the way your walls felt like they couldn’t hold anything together. Was this pain or pleasure? Marcus seemed to read your thoughts.
,,I know, I know. Keep breathing for me, let me hear you, let me know what feels good’’, he said, letting his act slip for the sake of your pleasure, for the sake to have this work out. His eyes soft and eager when he tried have you look at him.
All your senses were fixed on him, his voice alone was enough to look back up to him. But this was a mistake. First you only had eyes for his broad sweat covered arms that spread your knees apart, then the damp locks on his forhead. But when your gazes met he had possesed your mind as well, like he could read every sensation off of your gaze.
Longer moans espaced your lips more freely, Marcus' fingers slapped and caressed your core, playing you like an instrument now decided over your senses. First you thought he mocked you when he seemed to immitate your deep groans but he was getting just as lost in your pleasure as you did. Every choked out groan was answered with an deeper moan of him, demonstrating how to let go. By now you could even feel his breath on your chest, he was so close taking in every inch of your body.
,,There she is, good Y/N, show me you're smart enough to listen to me’’, Marcus said, watching you coming closer and closer, completely cock drunk by now. You squeezed him tighter with those words a slight smile of suprise around your rounded lips, mirroring how you let lose further. And just before he fell over the edge, ready to drag you with him, he spoke those words, to let them burn into your future memories when giving in.
,,You can chose to be treated in this bond as the noble wife of a general or as a rebellious whore from the streets – chose what suits your mood, live in this victim phantasy, but it won’t change how we both appear outside nor stop our bonding- never. This is only for you. As for me- I can live with either decision’’, Marcus pressed his words through his teeth directly into your ear , not holding back anymore kissing your neck deeply to taste your skin for the first time properly. His tongue felt thick against your throat, when it dragged along the spots where his teeth had scratched along, when he rode your pleasure out.
Bitter defeat washed over your body mixing with the pleasure you had bathed in a moment before. Marcus noticed your teared up gaze, fixed on the ceiling. No matter if it was your pleasure or your suffering – it all belonged to Marcus. You were his already.
,,Don’t zone out now, talk to me’’, Marcus said, his hips still slowly pumping into you, finding a rhythm to keep you focused on him.
,,I hate you, so much, sooo- agghh-" the general pushed his hips hard against yours, keeping pressure on all the right spots at once, having you moan for more. White pleasure ran through you, your stern act fell apart completely. Still overwhelmed by your senses your thighs tried to kick the general away, in an last weak attempt and yet even this felt good, when the general tssked at you his teeth finding your nipple. Now even your cries couldnt hid your pleasure it all became so twisted. For a moment you played with the thought to just give in, hoping to get at least some pleasure.
,,Don’t stop, use your words. Why is my whore crying?’’, asked Marcus one hand moved up to your face, forcing you to keep eye contact with him, his hips never stopping, ready to force a second orgasm over you to demonstrate that your body was his by now if needed.
It was so obvious! You told him everything; you hated this arrangement, the fights in the arenas, the entire system of suppression.
,,And especially you! You are the thing that won’t let me have my peace. You are just as awful as the rest, despite your titles’’, you said through your teeth.
That made the general stop all at once. He stilled himself his brown eyes just as heavy when he had reached you in the water.
,,You don’t know me at all. Nor do you even know how this world works don’t you?’’ he finally said his thoughts out loud, more like a sad confession as a pitiful fact.
With that Marcus shared in brief sentences his story, how exactly he became a general, how he had to fight tirelessly in the colosseum earning him freedom and respect for a high price. His breath crossed softly over your face. By now you breathed just as slowly and deep like him.
,,What do you think is the idea of those rebels you look up to?’’ Marcus asked you, his voice so low like he was revealing a secret. A deep hum later his fingers flew under your chin, hoping his words could finally reach your sanity.
,,They just want what we already have. Why should you start at new when you are already where you will long to be then? Let us become a team, let us have an impact in this world’’, Marcus said.
You looked at him with puzzled eyes, not ever breaking the eye contact. Marcus then took your hand in his and laid a gentle kiss on your knuckles, as an offering. Taking a deep breath while doing so, he was so close to win.
,,Let me show you how things can be with me in an alliance’’ he said coaxing you slowly under his control, in other ways he could offer, besides sex. Sex was for lessons words for the bonding. You were in need of both so his hips ever so carefully pushed back up, hitting a soft spot inside of you he already had made out as one of your weaknesses.
Fueled by curiosity you let him repeat his movements until he demanded an answer. His eyes caught how your lips dared to round into a moan again.
,,Use your words Y/N, what shall it be?’’, he asked, his breath against your cheeks then neck, fingers moving around your jaw, no squishing anymore, only holding you close to him.
,,Ye- yes’’, you said, dragging the word out like trying to get used to this word.
,,Yes- what?’’, asked Marcus bucking slightly up, his fingers never letting go of your face. You were so close, so close of being finally under his control. Unable to threat anything he wanted to safe for himself and you.
An ashamed moan left your lips at first, letting Marcus shut his eyes tightly. Hells you felt so good. He prayed to the gods to have you finally give in. He wanted to fuck his wife, not just a whore.
,,Yes general’’, you said eventually, your cheeks burning from overcome pride.
Something in Marcus seemed to have switched. His face softened; his chest rose up broadly against your torso before his lips pressed against your, already opened up from his breathing, taking a first taste of you as his own.
,,Call me Marcus’’, he said after your lips parted once you petted his shoulders asking for air again.
You called the general by his name, sending a pleasant feeling over him.
,,Very good Y/N- now let us work on our alliance’’, he said.
Chapter summary: Tom implements his plan to force a dark secret on you and to present himself as your only true friend to finally convince you to trust him to the fullest
Word count: ca. 2200
Warning/tags: mentions of sex, manipulation, violence, unhealthy relationsship
With heavy steps this muggle born griffindor walked out of the room Tom had used at their hiding spot. Patiently he had waited for him to drag him inside. First he revenged you by toturing him for a while, no one was allowed to touch his love, let alone hurt her. When his mind was numb enough Tom used it for his next step. He wanted to challange you, finally having your believes twisted enough to be on his side, fully and without doubts.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
,,Collin? Its curfew'' you said when you recognized your friend in the corridor. It seemed like he was sleepwalking, his eyes were glassy and locked on you. He could hardly express any emotion but his words proofed that he was more than awake. He sounded furious. Out of the blue he warned you to shut your mouth and told you that he was on his way to the Slytherin common room to teach Tom some manners and everyone else who had tried to hurt him.
You understood his anger but still couldn't take him serious. Despite the fact that he was clearly outnumbered and that a fight wouldn't solve their ignorrant minds, he wouldn't stand a chance against Tom. In the most reasonable way you tried to explain this to Collin, suggesting to just go back to bed. But your friendly manner wasn't working, in fact it made Collin even more angry. Again he shoved you harshly to the side and walked further, forcing you to become strict.
,,Collin I mean it. You're not hurting anyone, not even Tom or Abraxas. If you don't go back I will bring you to Professor Dumbledore'' you said ready to defend yourself if necessary.
But everything happened so fast. Just as unexpected as Collin had appeared in the corridor he started to fight against you. You stayed more defensive, trying to prevent him from going to Tom. His anger seemed to fuel him on, you weren't used to Collin being this good at fighting. You tried to talk sense back into him but it was useless.But you didn't want to hurt him.
Eventually you found yourself pinned down on the floor unarmed and hurt by your recent impact as Collin managed to create such a strong attact that you couldn't conter. A scream from someone who feared for their life came out of you when his hands pulled you by the hair and smashed your head to the ground. It all unfolded like a nightmare when your hands weakly reached up to his face and you gathered up all your focus to use a fire spell and directly unset it in Collins face. Tom had demonstrated this wandless trick he was capable of some time ago. For a brief moment you felt gratitude that he had insited on teaching you it despite your disappointment about him.
An even louder sound covered your feared whimpers one second later. Collins body jumped next to you on the ground as he tried to stop the fire that light up his skin. It took you a moment to react and you stoped the fire for him when you had reached for your wand.
The screams changed from hurt to fear, Collin still laid on the ground, only one half of his face was visible. Everything you saw was burnt, even though you couldn't find the courage to look closely.
,,Collin? I can help you, please let me try'' you said and carefully approached his crying figure but he stood up. His motions turned steadier again and just like that he fleed away like nothing had happened. You called after him, unsure what was about to happen next. Usually you would run after someone who needed help, but now you also were in need of something - or someone. With weak knees your turned around and started to walk in the opposite direction, searching for a spot to gather yourself up again but once you had reached the end of the hall you crushed into someone.
,,Tom? You should go search for Collin I think he needs help'' you said through your throat, that felt like it was blocked from all the whimpers that wanted to escape from it. Despite your suggestion your hands searched for a hold on Toms robes when you had the impression he would let you. In his eyes didn't lay any of those scaring glances he had given you days ago.
,,Calm down Y/N. Take a breath and tell me what happened'' Tom said in his usuall neutral voice, that covered very well his true feelings.
Of course he knew everything already, he was the one who had put Collin onto you, he was the one who had fought you in reality and talked to you. While you tried to explain this strange situation as good as you could Tom waited for the more important moment. It took you some courage to start but the shame inside you pushed the air back inside your throat until it hurt. You couldn' tell it, it couldn't be true. So the story was just that Collin had attacked you and was gone now. Tom felt sorry for you and showed it.
,,I think you need some help as well now'' Tom said after some words of comfort. Relief curshed over, Tom was so nice to you, he really had put his hard feelings towards you aside and you thanked him for that. He took hold of one of the hands that still searched hold at his robes and guided you to the girls lavatory.
✧ ⊹ II ✧ ⊹
Tom guided you to the sinks and turned the water on. It felt so cold it almost burned on your skin when Tom took a towle a started to rub away the blood from your cheek. For him you looked so good right now with the dirt and blood on your clothes and face. Just like a true fighter. But this was about you and you needed to get right of all those evidences that you just had a fight.
But you stoped him.
,,Tom no! You don't understand I can't just stay here I need to go.. I did something terrible... it wasn't just an attack from Collin, I also...'' you took a deep breath, you needed one until you finally told him what you had to do to get Collin off of you1. Once the truth was out you started you cry, out of fear and relief you figured. Never did the truth scared you in such a way.
Out of embarassment you hid behind your hands and turned away from your former boyfriend to go and confess that you weren't so innocent as you used to be. But something dark inside you just had switched inside you and it still lingered there. It even felt fair for a brief moment to had hurt Collin for having such cruel intentions. You had no idea what happened inside your mind right now, everything was a havoc. You couldn't leave this room like that. So you decided to lean against the sinks, waiting until your mind spoke sense again.
Tom and gently turned you around to face him again. He looked so peaceful, his hair was perfectly waved and his clothes were tidy. You in reverse looked like a mess and you would feel too ashamed to look at him it if Tom wouldn't smile so softly at you. It was a new kind of smile, he had never given you before. It was so warm and yet so self satisfied. You had no idea what his thought.
,,I don't think you did something wrong. Quite the opposite I think you were brave. I even think you know this as well. Didn't it feel right to stop Collin? Sometimes words aren't enough to enforce ones plans. And you finally did it how you needed it to do, not how you were thought '' said Tom.
Like he had read your thoughts Tom eyed you up before tucking gently on your coat. ,,I think you still look pretty like this. Actually you have something better on you now, you start to be the person you truly are, not the one someone else had thought you to'' Tom said and gave you a comforting glanze.
You had no idea what to say, it seemed you didn't need to talk at all anyway. Tom just knew you. So you just smiled in response unable to believe that he stood by your side after all you had been through. After all the things you had done to him... and Collin.
,,Despite your new self, let me handle this for you'' Tom said and started again to get the blood out of your face, promising you to not tell someone what you just hd shared with him. This time you let him help you.
,,There she is. No traces left, its for the better Y/N. Trust me, you didn't do the wrong thing after all'' Tom said when you looked proofingly in the mirror. Your glances locked in the relfection when Tom spoke his words of encouragement.
,,I know... I trust you Tom'' you said honestly after a long moment of testing the waters. The turmoil inside your head started to fade away, and everything found peace thanks to Toms words. That all was you, all those stupid problems and struggles back then until now, but he had decided to still hold onto you. He had trust in you. He truly was someone you could trust as well... even love.
Shyly your head truned around to kiss Tom again after all this time and it felt good. Just good, not another feeling rised up inside you, everything was numb except your love for him.
What started as a shy request of his love turned into a heated kiss, once you found his approval. With urgent movements Toms lips curshed on yours again and again. He was still yours ad you couldnt believe your luck. Full of euphory you kissed him just as passionatley while pressing your back against his body so search more closeness.
All of a sudden Tom broke the kiss to stop your from turning to him. Instead he kept you like this before caressing his fingers over your thighs. One moment later they had found their way between them and started to play with your clit. It didn't took him long to have you moan his name.
,,Stay still for me. Look at us instead, look at you. You're so pretty like this. So special. So good'' Tom said while his fingers curled up inside you, while looking at you through the mirror.
Your cheeks turned even hotter when you obeyed his instructions and saw in your reflection how zooned out you looked. The spaced out glanzes, the grin on your lips due to the pleasure Tom gave yu right now and the blood that had remained on your fingertips that hide themselves between Toms hair when be sucked on the soft skin of your neck. Maybe you were a mess, but Tom showed you that you could still have fun, maybe even be happier like that.
With a broken moan you felt how you came closer to your relief. That was usually the time to cling closer to Tom but now everything he offered you was your reflections so you searched for his instead before he let you come.
✧ ⊹ III ✧ ⊹
The two of you shared a moment of peacefull silence. Tom kissed his trophy tenderly. Then he unlocked the secret door that led to chambers of secrets. A place he had intended to show only to the one person he could trust the most, his partner.
The way Tom pulled you through was cold and dark. After a rather long walk you entered a hall, with high walls and strange statues. This was the night Tom showed you everything he had still kept from you despite your efforts and you liked every bit of it. Never in your life you felt this close to a person.
A lound moan past your lips when Tom guided your hips down on his own, strechting you out until it hurt. But you didn't care, you would take everything he gave you. You were eager to please him after all he did for you. So you gently rocked your hips figuring out how Tom liked it the most. And while you and him got lost in your love you watched eacht other to get lost together.
Tom locked eyes with you long enough the save this picture of you now fully under his influence- to revisit this moment of his victory again and again.
Chapter summary: Finally you and Tom are together but an incident at the duelling club shows Tom's hidden motives. Despite your second attempt to leave him, something has changed- you belong to him. To calm his anxiety Tom sneaks ito your dorm to show himself that you are still his despite the harshfull things you said to him . But he confuses lust with love, but he doesn't care anymore, now he will use whatever is necessary to keep you by his side- he loves you afterall.
word count: ca. 2300
Warning/ tags: semi forced sex, obsessive behaviour, dream manipulation + this fic is a slut for drama
Days had past and by now the entire school knew about the relationship you and Tom had. You both were like an attraction and all the attention overwhelmed you at first, after all you just wanted your boyfriend. Tom couldn't care less about it, his last year at hogwarts would be over soon. Except of his exams everything he needed to achieve was done. Now he just enjoyed his rising victory.
The time with him was so sweet. He would always pick you up from your classes even when they took place in another wing. Occasionally you took some walks around the castle and studied at his dorm until evening, mostly with the intention to stay for the night – not that Tom needed an execuse for himself or his friends who got used to it.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
With Tom you had found your best friend and greatest admirer, he encouraged you to study more than usually and was always the first person who asked about your progress or your upcoming tests. Proudly you walked through the halls and people couldn't tell who was the happier one. At the dueling club he watched you with satisfaction when you would manage to win against some of the best members, it even seemed to turn him on, because whenever this happened you got more lingering touches afterwards when the rest of the club was busy watching the others fight – or knew better at just let you be. Even though everyone knew about you, Tom made sure that people wouldn't know too much about you or your relationsship. He always refered to you with your name in public, only in privat or in an unbothered moment he would use his nicknames on you.
Let it be his love towards you or the near end of his school time but Tom became more careless about his duties as a prefect. He would often search for the spot you had your watch, waiting for a good moment and pull you into a hidden corner to steal a few kiss passionaltely from you. His hands roamed across the most forbidden places while he caged you in between himself and the wall. When he had no wish to wait until your curfew was over to have you back in his dorm his fingers would trace up your thighs and under your skirt, after he made you promise to be quiet for him. Yet sometimes he had to press his hand against your mouth to help stay quiet or swallowed your little moans with his lips.
You looked like you were in pain with your forrowed eyebrows and muffeled moans but Tom knew better. Only half heartedly you would remind him of your duties but the truth was you enjoyed this far too much.
,,Tom what if someone comes around?'' you asked between some moans, you could feel you were close.
One some nights when a care came over you, you started to look scared yet so tempting for Tom. He still pumped his fingers inside you. When you would become too serious about it for his liking, Tom would just fuck you harder against the wall making you forget about your thoughts, saying this school would soon belong to him anyway, that there was no need to hide your pleasure. You always thought he joked around.
,,We're safe. Just let go Y/N. Good girl. Let this school hear who you belong to'' his words allowed you to come with a broken cry. With a winning smirk Tom pushed a sweaty strand out of your face while you pressed yourself closer against him, almost clinging to him, when a slight shiver of doubt flew across your mind. For you the game was more that Tom first dared to put you in danger only to reveal that you were always safe with him.
Now and than you asked Tom for more or to allow him to touch him in such ways he did for you but it seemed he had more patience than you had. He said he waited for the right moment even though you had no idea what he meant by that. Tom knew that he was yours, that he had won your heart but not in all ways he still longed for. He would do everything for you, he already did but he wanted a proof from you, that you devoted yourself just as much to this bond as he did. You never really could figure out what exectly he meant by that.
✧ ⊹ II ✧ ⊹
For this reason your wholesome time had to pause at one certain day. Collin, the new member of the duelling club thanks to your effort, decided to fight against Abraxas Malfoy after a heated argument and it turned into a disaster. You only started to know about it when it was too late and loud screams echoed through the hall in which the club took place. Surrended by all the members and suppressing bitter whimpers Malfoy laid on the ground while the gryffindor boy stood angrily in his corner, almost as if he was still caged in. Despite the heavy wound Malfoy had at his arm and your tries keep him still he had enough strenght to rail, always calling the boy a dirty mudblood.
,,Where is Tom?'' you asked to the group who just watched the scene, especially giving the gryffindor boy evil looks, smiling like something good was about to happen.
,,I'm here Y/N'' Tom's voice calmed you down, letting you know you were not alone. He smoothly walked out of the group and looked down to you and Abraxas.
,,Can you hold him? I can fix this, there is no need to go to the hospital wing'' you said, your hands covered with the blood of Toms friend from your tries to keep him down.
Immediatly everyone of the club complained about your plan. With an unimpressed gaze Tom went back to you once they all became silent again, like he had made them.
,,I don't think that is a good idea Y/N. You would hide the proof that this person is a traitor. He hurt one of us.'' Tom explained calmly, declining your plea.
,,One of us? He is part of this club. I bet Malfoy isn't innocent either'' you said to your boyfriend who still stood above you.
Instead of answering, Tom put a spell on Collin who tried to run away, before giving you a challanging look, showing that your friend felt guilty. All the other students focused on him now and started so surrend him more, leaving you two alone. No one of you made any attempt to change their opinion you stood still. The mocking words and first kicks at the boy were enough for you, so you left Tom at his spot as well as Abraxas.
,,If someone touches him they first have to pass me'' your voice stopped the angry demands of the members after you had taken your place infront of the gryffindor boy and held your wand just as challanging at your opponents as they did at him. If Tom weren't so good at hiding his emotions you would have seen have jealous he was. Only his lips truned ever so slightly up, like he suppressed a hiss. His girlfriend taking a stand against a group of his people for just one lucky person, the wrong person. There was a dangerous silence for a moment before Tom declined your words drly as if they were only a boring offer.
With one last angry look you turned around. With a contra spell you freed Collin and you both walked oustide of the room. Only a moment later you could hear how Tom roared your name through the entring hall of your hidden club. Just when you two started to argue Collin interrupted you, tellling you how stupid you were to really talk with them after all of this. For him, you were just as sick like the rest and with that he shoved you out of his way and walked alone outside.
,,Make him pay for that'' said Tom with such a cold voice that you got shivers.
,,If not for yourself you will do it for me. No one hurts my girlfriend. It is already enough treason that you don't hurt him for what he has done to Malfoy'' His eyes were furiously locked on the door through which Collin had just left.
You tried to calm him down but it was useless Tom was filled with anger. He wanted you to do it, he didn't care what the griffindor boy must felt like.
,,The only one you perspective you need to understand is mine. What about loyalty Y/N?'' Tom's jaw clenched while his eyes were filled with bitterness when he finally looked at you again. And for the first time it made your stomach twist in a way you thought you were ill, this sweet torturing feeling wasn't there like it used to. It was like you found something dangerous by the look of him and that this had watched at you the entire time.
,,Is this what that is all that about? Me just following your orders? Thats not how loyalty works- nor love- if you made the fault to put them on the same level'' Tom didn't answer he just watched you and with every word of revolt his face turned more into a grimace that started to scare you. But the fact that your love couldn't finde peace turned your fear into hate.
,, If so I've dicovered a new secret about you. You bend people to your will, you charm people to do what you want them to. But I don't know why. Maybe you feel less alone when someone follows your path'' you said but not as drly as you intended.
There was the moment Tom didn't plan to happen. Instead of you he witnessed how cruel love can be. The secrets he gave you were your weapon now. You could hurt him, not his pretentious roles. Tom stood still, almost like a defeated men and even though your heart wanted to stay with him you forced yourself to use this moment to flee.
A moment later Tom walked back to his group.
,,I don't care what you want. No one touches Y/N'' Back in the duelling club Tom almost roared at his members who came to him with concerns about you, suggesting to obliviate you for example to get ride of you. A bitter feeling crossed his heart as he realised he had just defended you at the same place with the same voice as you did your friend a moment ago. He ordered to send Abraxas to the hospital wing and left the club as well when he recognized that he needed to be alone.
✧ ⊹ III ✧ ⊹
Hours went by but you didn't came back to apologize for him, instead you seemed to prevent meeting him. At dinner Tom listened how some of your friends talked about your well being. They had no idea what had happened but they could feel that something was off and remarked how exhausted you had looked before going early to bed.
In the middle of the night Tom sneaked out of his dorm. Something inside him longed for you and cursed you at the same time. So he had no idea whether his sneek out was to punish you or to calm his feelings down. The words you have said still echoed in his head and hurt him deep inside, so much that it not only hurt his pride but something else. Either way he did it to get something that he could grant him some rest after it.
The air inside your common room was warm and fresh. Carefully Tom listened inside your dorm before entering it, he didn't care if your dormmate would see him, he would just oblivate her. It only mattered for him if you were asleep, he had no intention to disturb your mind further with obliviate, something inside his heart demanded that you with all your memories of him wanted him.
His fingers flew over the furniture while deciding what he wanted to take from you. There was a comfort about it- to have a piece of you- and yet it only was a shallow replacement of yourself. With a quick motion Tom put a soft scarf in his pocket that laid at the end of your bed sheets, he had just gave it a brief glance, but his eyes were focused enterely on you now. You looked so peacefull, with no foolish values on your mind or fears to do the wrong thing. Why did you still chose to make this hard for you?
Tom put a spell on you to keep your noises away from your dormmates.
Like he pitied you, Tom got down on his knees and caressed your cheek gently before his fingers trailed up to your scalp. The last words in his head that cursed you stoped, when he touched you and a moment later he observed your dream. He wanted to help himself with that, even though his mind told him he did it for you.
Patterns of fears and desire crossed your mind and forced you in a strange nightmare. Todays events had indeed disturbed you. Again Tom felt how fear crossed through his body, he couldn't afford to lose you.
Slowly Toms hands caressed your cheek and went down over your neck and chest, like he wanted to comfort you due to your nightmares. Even your face twisted due to the turmoil. It stuck Struck by awe Tom asked himself whether his touches made your dreams go worse or actually eased them. With a low heart beat against his chest he listened again inside your mind and could now see how you stood between your oh so boring values and your desires.
With pity and annoyance Tom looked down at you, only to then realize the relief he felt. You weren't lost yet.
Your legs started to twitch underneath your covers, searching for friction when Tom let his fantasy run wild inside your mind. Slowly he exchanged your thoughts on your argument with pretty pictures of you two to turn your mind away from those unfortunate events. This wasn't about winning an argument now. It was about reminding you of the feelings you still had for him.
His plan worked out. Right infront of him your body started to arch in such a soft and tempting way, showing Tom that you still liked his touch, that you liked him, even needed him to find some peace. Dutifully he decided to help his partner.
Silently he let his hand vanish underneath your bed sheets, feeling the warmness of your skin. A forwn ghosted over your face when Tom started to play with your clit between his fingers before a sweet sign left your lips. Tom had to force himself to stay focused to not rip you out of your sleep when your body started to welcome him so easily. Your hands gripped thightly around your blanket when Tom hit that sweet spot inside you.
His distractions both in your dreams and reality seemed to work. Your mind was calm and open to actually feel Toms soft touches, even though it was still unconcious. The way your hips arched against Toms fingers had him supress a growl. You looked so good, and you sounded so pretty and all of this was for him. After all you had gone through. You truly was his.
And you knew that too, deep down. You had to because just like Tom had teached you, you started to plead with soft inaudible whimpers to get to come. Although Tom loved this part the most when making you come, he decided you play a little more with you while capturing every little noise you gave him with his lips. His other hand was still on your scalp to foucs on your dreams, but now it started to grip inside your hair to provide some hold. He still had to hold back.
By now Tom could feel how your body twitched underneath his own, reaching out for your release. Little did you know that your dream and reality became one. Your walls clenched tighter around his fingers, his thumb circled your clit still so softly until a deep moan got pressed against Toms lips. With a satisfied grin Tom stole his last kiss. You could trick your mind but not your body- it already belonged to him.
Happy for now, Tom stood up from the ground and left your dorm only to hear you starting to cry some moments later. But Tom didn't care. Deep down in your mind you belonged to him, this wouldn't change. You could cry as much as you wanted, this was only your insecurity about your stupid believes.
Relaxed Tom walked back to his dorm. The sweet smell of yours still laid on his hand and the scarf he had taken. This was so much fun, Tom wondered why he didn't start with those tricks right at the beginng of your relationship. Getting the control of someones body was far easier.
And still his little witch managed to posses his mind, you were all he could think of and yet you were so far away again. But after all he was Slytherins heir, he was the most powerfull wizard, he is the one ,who bends things to his will, just like a moment ago. He focused on the events from today. If you decided to use his secrets to your favor he would do the same. He would force such a dark secret on you only he would be allowed to carry it and it would bind you together to the fullest.
Chapter summary: After showing you that you and Tom share some values, he invites you to a party at the Slytherin common room, after all he plans his future with you and for that you need to know your future enviroment and he needs to show the rest of the school who you belong to.
word count: ca 3000
Warning/tags: smut, manipulation
,,I thought you liked music'' Tom said before you were about to enter the Slytherin common room. He had sensed your tension during the entire way. Despite your polite refusal he insisted to pick you up from your dorm. Tom wanted make sure no one else would accompany you or try to change your mind.
,,Of course I do. But partying is something different, I tend to get shy. Besides I hope they tolerate me'' you said still remembering the discussion at the duelling club.
,,They will.You'll be fine, trust me'' Tom said confidently as usual. The way he gently pressed your hand in his grip before leading you inside, still felt foreign to you. But in an exciting way you figured. It made your heart ache in a bittersweet way and only Tom could mend this pain away it seems. So you found yourself following him more and more despite this strange feeling. Only in the most distant corners of your mind remained the concious that this urge within you might become your peril.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
Indeed you felt some shyness once you had entered the common room. Everything is just a bit more vulgar and open at the way the Slytherins party, occasionally it makes you even blush.
If it weren't for Toms ambition to make you feel comfortable you would have felt like an outsider during this night.You only recognised your one friend from Ravenclaw who you had studied in the libary last week.
Once you got intruduced to some friends of Tom properly and you started to get along you felt more at ease. You created a rather big circle and drank some fire whisky and chatted a bit, onyl Abraxas Malfoy gave you a rather bitter look. When you wouldn't look at him, you had the impression he watched you. Tom noticed this as well and made sure that Abraxas would stop that, a daring look was enough.
Eventually Tom encouraged some nice girls of the group to take you dancing with them and off you went, sharing a last smile with Tom.
Tom watched you from the distance. Much to his pride you started to get along with everyone who mattered, you even seemed to have some fun at last. His friends are you company now, they would make you laugh and look after you, when he wasn't around. While you were distracted he made someone throw your Ravenclaw friend outside. Cutting off the last annoying strings.
When you needed a little break you stood beside the improvised dance field and slowly swang to the music.
Your gaze flew across the crowd and you realized how the person you just had thought about came closer to you, almost when it was too late.
Tom approached you like a predator with some smooth steps, when your eyes met you had to chuckle shyly.
,,Oh no Tom'' you said when he offered his hand for you to join him. Everyone would see you both, together. Eventually you took it after some intense starring that showed you that he truly challanged you to overcome your last bit of shyness. He pulls you enthuastically but still smoothly against him and you had to laugh from his behavior. A proud smile crossed his face and he twirled you around as if he wanted to first show you off and then held you like he wanted to keep you all to himself.
This moment felt like a dream. All the green and white lights of the room danced around you two, while Tom swung you around the room. Everyone looked at you out of disbelieve, may it be negatively or positivley. But it didn't matter, because Tom's feeling were the only one that mattered to you.
✧ ⊹ II ✧ ⊹
Some time later you and Tom ended up in a hidden corner where you had led him to. Something inside you had reached its peak and the only thing you lpnged for was Toms attention.
,,Tom can you answer me something honestly?'' you asked with your upper body pressed against his. For a long moment you two had just hugged one another and swung slowly to the music. ,,Did your friends to something in my drink?''
,,What makes you think that?'' asked Tom the soft gaze disappeared at your words.
,,I feel kind of funny. I want... you. Are you sure your friends didn't give me some love potion?'' you asked half heartedly, laughing a bit nervous.
You couldn't know, Tom thought when you said this. He never mentioned how his parents got together.
,,I don't think you need this to feel this way Y/N, am I right? Besides alcohol has its his own special effects'' Tom said while caressing your cheek, suppressing his dark secrets and the harsh feelings that followed them. Instead his lips twisted into a shy smile, you were so close. He could feel how he was about to finally win you.
Your face reddens and you hid it in his hand.
He took your hand in his and brought it to your heart.
,,You can feel it too now, dont you? We're meant to be together'' he says, luring you into his beliefs. You nodded.
,,Tom... I want you. Don't mind my tipsiness, the alcohol just makes me say things I'm too shy to admit usually'' your words sounded like a phrase Tom just wanted you to say. They were so desperate and their purpose was to only get him. And like you dind't had this sleepy thought in the back of your mind your pressed yourself further into his body, searching for more. He was right.
Thats when you let your last doubts fall into sleep and allowed yourself to get yourself what you truely longed for. And Tom watched this little show with his undivided attention.
The shyness in your eyes turned slowly to desire as you attempted to reach out for your needs that laid on Toms lips, for the beginning.
Carefully to cross the distance between your lips and his you got on your tiptoes, his height forced you to.
Embarrassement rushed through you, as Tom turned his face away from yours, denying your wish.
With a challenging smile Tom leaned back, not giving in. Softly his fingers had twisted around your necklace and pushed you on your feet again. Back, underneath him.
Little did you know that this wasn't an act to embarrase you, in fact Tom was very pleased right now. If you weren't so tipsy, that view and your pleading words would be enough for Tom to finally ruin you. The goal he had set for you was almost reached, and for the last steps he wanted you to crawl. Love could be so demanding, Tom had to learn it. Enduring so many restless nights only due to those cursed feelings for you.
His free hand pulled your hair to one side, exposing your neck where he took a gentle hold of it to face him. First you hoped he would kiss you. But then his lips met your neck, first softly enough to savour the feeling of your soft skin but then strong enough to give you a taste of what was to come, when you stayed with him.
The fires in the corridor threw your shadows against the wall and while your head got gently shoved to the side by Toms lips. His huge shadow devoured yours. You were one.
How frightning this relfection was didn't cross your mind, instead your eyes rolled back from the sensation when Toms lips moved to the other side, now hiding your shadows from your sight.
The plan was to make this pleasurable for you but Tom couldn't hold back and pulled you closer to him with one smooth motion around you middle and it only made his lips move with more hunger over your skin. Even though the loud music covered your moans Tom could feel them against his lips. The possesive grip around you wasn't necessary your body arched against his own like you begged for more.
,,You're almost too good at making me lose my own mind'' Tom cursed between some more hot kisses behind your ear, his voice was so close you thought he was in your mind.
With glassy eyes you looked up to him when he withdrawed from you, his other hand still layed around your middle, otherwise you would have stumbled.
,,This should do the trick. Remind others that you belong to someone for now on. But I want to hear it from you again when you are sober'' he said after pressing his lips together like he wanted to have the taste of your skin again. You felt a sting at your neck when his fingers traced around it.Before you could answer Tom took you by the hand and led you back to the party, otherwise you would still be frozen at your spot.
With a proud smile Tom entered the common room with you again, now with a different feeling inside him. And a different version of you it seemed. He almost had pity for you, when everyone could see how flustered and outspaced you were. But the fact that this was all because of him made him proud, hell it even turned him on. Finally everyone could clearly see what Tom had all this time, that you were his. His love, his pride his treasure. Tom finally understoof why people gave their partner silly names.
,,Go get some water and have some fun. I have to talk about something with some friends'' said Tom and left you behind, knowing that you wouldn't walk away from him anymore.
The remaing evening lasted an internity. You would sometimes join Toms little group where he still talked with his friends. Even though he liked the idea of not only being surrended by his minions but also by his love, he wanted to keep you away from his dark plans. He would encourage you to just go back to his other friends while staying a bit cold infront of the others.
Finally Tom came back and declared the end of the party for you two. Your mind was clearer again but nothing had changed about the way you felt. A comforting warmness crossed your bare arms when Tom almost hid you with his dark jacket he wore as his arm kept you softly by his side, guiding you to his room.
✧ ⊹ III ✧ ⊹
,,You have stayed very patient. You understand I wanted our first... real engagement to be special.'' he said after he had pushed the door close and leaned against it while facing you. With one swift motion he cast a spell on the door. His dorm mates would have to sleep somewhere else tonight. There was no way back outside, for the both of you.
You didn't say a word, instead you just watched him approaching you. It all felt like a dream.
,,I would have kissed you sober or drunk. You have something I really like about you, I can't just name it'' you said eventually as you realized that Tom seemed to wait for a reaction, despite his confident smile, that grew wider due to your words.
,,Maybe the fact that we share some values - like hard work. It took some perserverance to show you how much I adore you'' he said, your joined hands came up to your cheek. At first you thought it was meant to be a half hearted joke, but Toms face stood serious so you suppressed your nervous laughter.
,,You bewitched me Y/N'' Tom admitted honestly, with no string of a hidden plan attached as he felt deep down.
You were speechless again.
,,Why not show me how you feel about me?'' he suggested eventually. Little shivers of excitment flew through your body when Tom had said those words. His hands slowly took hold of your body.
Using his grip around your middle Tom pulled you against him to finally lay his lips and yours. They melted softly together and savoured one another's taste.
All the frustration of the waiting he had to endure crushed down on him.Even though Tom knew you, this felt so foreign. Feeling someone else- and yet it was like he drug tom him. His tongue stroke across yours lips before tasting more of you, he hushed your little sounds of nervousness helping you to relaxe more by softly massaging your sides he still held so possessively.
He would never let you go. Not after all those words and actions, not when you felt this good.
At some point Tom and you realized that they still needed to breath. You heart beat loud inside your ears and you pressed your body closer against his chest to calm yourself down. Tom took that as a sign to give you more and softly bend you down on the bed.
A strange feeling run through your body as you carefully crawled further onto the matress while keeping your eyes locked with Toms. One second later you kissed again and despite your need for him Tom seemed to have more of that for you.
His lips started to wander across your cheeks then neck and chest. You couldn't help but moan when his hands tried to decide where to touch you first and eventually pressed your hips against his own like an instinct and was the sweetest sound Tom could hear from you. Everything he did from now on was to squeeze those sounds again and again from out of you.
,,Wait what about your dorm mates?'' you asked when they crossed your mind.
,,You really think about such things when we are doing this?'' Tom asked in a mixture of annoyance and amusement and sucked on that sweet spot on your neck he just had found earning him another moan from you.
,, Just focus on me Y/N. The others don't have to bother you. You're mine after all, right?'' Tom asked in a bare whispher against your lips. You nodded shyly and eargerly.
,,How was that about you wanting me? Tell me about it'' Tom said. His hot breath crossed the skin of your lips when he waited for your answer while his hands roamed over your body. Once you had found your voice his eyes were fixed on your face, already pleased with the way you twisted under his touch.
It was hard to admit your feelings properly to him but Tom helped you.
,,Love is about taking and giving right? Give me an answer and you shall recieve more it that my love'' said Tom ever so confident, a smirk laid on his lips when he reminded you of your own words. He gave you everything when you said everything he wanted to hear. Like how much you needed him, that he was right all the time and that it you were meant to be his. By every right answer Tom undressed you futher and kissed the new parts of your skin he revealed him to.
By the time Tom let lose of you, you were a mess underneath him.Tom looked proudly down at his achievement.
Your gaze was dark and earger, your breath hollow like you didn't dare to be too loud. All you wanted was him.
,,Good Y/N. You're letting go for me dont you? I can see more and more who you really are and you look so perfect like it.You're doing so good'' Tom said to calm you down and kissed your hand lovingly. But it seemed it had quite the opposite effect. In unsteady movements your hips pushed upside against his own, to search for more, while your eyes met his. Tom suppressed a moan while his teeth catched the delicate skin of the back of your hand. You would be his ending when he wouldn't stay careful.
Now you could see Tom truthfully. He wasn't as cunning and cold hearted like so many thought. He was able to love someone, to really crave something. And this thing was you, it must have been so you thought by the picture before your eyes.
,,Let me show you how much I adore you Y/N. I want to make you feel good.'', Tom said softly.
His fingers traced around your bare thighs and hip. ,,You're teasing'' you chuckled when you found the courage to speak. ,,I'm enjoying properly'' Tom said not letting him get out of his pace. Eventually you could feel his fingers between your legs and the uprising courage left you again. You felt so different underneath him, with him still clothed and with you being under his control.
Tom would lie when he said he wasn't nervous as well, but at least he was good at hiding it. All he wanted was you to submitt more and more to him, to show himself that you were his indeed. And he could get lost in the view he got offered when his fingers stretched you out for the first time. Having people under his mercy was always something he enjoyed but it was in such a new way, and much more addicting.
,,Is everything alright? You look so pretty like this. Let me make you do that sound again. You're so good for me, doing so good'' He encourages you, watching you hungryly being on the edge of also getting lost in your excitement.
,,Does this feel good little witch?'' he asked between his trusts or when he curled his fingers a certain way, even though the answer was obvious. Something had changed within him, he was focused again and was now playing with you instead of testing the waters, now that he was certain you liked this.
Your moans weren't enough for him he wanted to hear you say it out loud and when you couldn't answer quick enough. Tom would trust harder into you, reminding you who was in charge when you thought you needn't to answer him or smimply couldnt due to the pleasure.
Your head bend to the side when you came closer but Toms fingers griped you by your chin to guide your gaze back on him. ,,You look at me when you come.'', Tom said sternly.
For second you witnessed a strange moment. While you felt the pleasure run through you it was as if you would look into a mirror, when you watched Tom who felt just as euphoric as you. With glassy eyes he pumped stronger inside you having you cry out higher, almost mimicing your lust and nervousness.
With a broken cry you came down from your high, your thighs still shivered from it while your neck was still gently pressed in the pillow. His eyes were still locked with yours when he brought his fingers to his lips tasting the fruits of his victory. You carefully came up and helped him out of his sweater and shirt, you felt so small against him when you eyed him up.
,,Tom I want to make you feel good as well'' you said still out of breath searching for his gaze when Tom laid himself next to you. ,,What you make me feel now is enough, for now. I lust for something far better at another time. Now let me taste you again'' he said and pushed you down again.
It sounded almost like you were in pain when Tom kept you on the edge, always denying your high despite your pleading moans. Lowkey giving you a taste of your own medicin, he had to wait so long for this moment. Now you were the one who had to be nice and patient for him.
Your hands had reached for his hair to get more friction, but Tom was quicker and pushed them down, giving you a warning by sucking hard on your clit making you whimper. He explained that you must use your words if you wanted something from him.
,,Don't get shy on me. We're partners now, there is nothing you can't tell me. Say what you want'' Tom said like an intimate secret giving you one long lick that made you shiver again searching for more.
The more you found the courage to tell him what you wanted and how badly you needed him the more Tom gave into your pleas. When Tom decided to have heared enough for now he let you have your final release in which he could get lost just like your sweet sounds. With weak arms you brought yourself into the embrace Tom offered you and rested. He whispered sweet nothings into your ear, telling you how well you did until your sleepiness overwhelmed you.
Chapter Summary: After the little incident at the dueling club Tom has to start over to win you back. Now that he knows how the little dance of love works, he decides to not only show you how similar you both are but also shares a new secret with you
Word count: ca. 2000
Warnings/tags: some fluff (I guess), manipulation, making out
Some days went by. Tom could feel how tense you were again in his presence and he started to think about how he should show you that you were wrong. One afternoon Tom's studying got softly interrupted when a gentle laughter echoed through the shelfs. His head turned around in curiosity. He had never heard such a sweet laugh and his heart arched in a unknown way once his eyes found you. You stood there with a friend who just made you giggle and you suppressed the rest of it to not interrupt the other students further while you gave your friend a warm smile - instead of him, he thought. He was supposed to make you laugh, you should be at his side by now. Maybe you were right. He had to give something to get something, love needed commitment. True commitment, and Tom needed to find a way to share this with you without breaking himself.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
A week later you had curfew again. Occasionally you would see some of the other prefects when your routes almost crossed.
,,Coffee?'' a voice next to you asked, making you stop in your admiring of the painting over the library entrance. The shadow next to you was easy to recognize. Unsure you looked down at Toms bottle.
,,Its safe, see. Helps with the tiredness'' he said while he held the bottle in front of you after he had taken a swallow.
,,Thanks'' you said when you took it from him. Your gazes were still locked.
,,You can trust me. I have every book I want. But I want to go inside to show you something'' he said. You drank some of the coffee and even though it was welcomed, your lips still curled down due to the bitter taste. Or maybe because of the offering Tom gave you.
,,I'm not interest in you showing me whatever you have in mind'' you said handing over his drink.
,,You don't mean that. I fear you misunderstood me last week. Give me another chance'' Tom said and made a step to the library’s huge wooden door, but you blocked his way by standing up in front of him.
,,I'm very clear with my opinions. You're just as cunning and self-serving as your friends, you don't care about others and just want things your way'' you said.
,,If I am all those things, then why do you think I had invited you to the club? Like it or not but I'm not the person you want me to be. In fact, I think you are scared to look at me without your assumptions. Thinking if you don't keep those borders up, you will get lost between them'' Tom said, showing you that he didn't lose his confidence despite your little argument some time ago.
,,Don't think of me as so stupid. I might suck in dueling but I'm not beneath you Tom! I know what I want. In a different world I would be a win for you.'' you said and tried to make you a bit bigger to meet his eyes. His relaxed smile really frustrated you.
,,Of course you would be. Thats why I like you. Me and you could be something special. Is my motive still so self-serving now?'' he asked still standing before you but not in an intimidating way you noticed. More like a friend who tried to talk you out of something harmful.
,,Well yes. After all I'm not interested. And I still have your little secret about you letting your friends sneak out during curfew. I will tell Professor Dumbledore tomorrow if you don't let it be Tom'' you said but not as sternly as intended.
,,Using our shared secrets as blackmail – who is cunning now? Seems we aren't so different from one another after all'' said Tom but you did not join his amusement.
,,No we are not. I follow rules, I treat people equally.'' you said confidently, knowing Tom had nothing in his hands that could harm your reputation.
An unsettled cry reaches your ear and you stop.
,,Thats in my wing'' you said and walked back upstairs. Tom followed you.
✧ ⊹ II ✧ ⊹
,,Its curfew. What are you doing here?'' Tom asked before you could.
A girl sat on a bench and wiped her tears from her cheek. She muttered something about her ex boyfriend and how she couldn't get back into her dorm, because he and his new girlfriend were there. Tom showed less interest in her excuse. With big steps he approached her to bring her to her head teacher.
,,Tom wait'' you said and walked in his way.
,,Its against the rules. Easy as that Y/N'' said Tom. Even though he didn’t care about the girl he still found himself very thankful of this lucky coincidence.
,,My wing, my understanding of the rules Tom'' you said, trying to not make a fool of yourself considering what you just had stated about your loyalty to rules. The way you said his name added more fun at his persuasions. Up to now it sounded always like a warning call but it would soon fade into something more suitable for his expectations.
Eventually Tom gave in and promised to accept your wish.
,,Please don't'' you simply said when your eyes met Toms again when you walked back.
,,I'm not judging your actions. Why should I? But since you are so keen to keep your reputation, you gave me a new secret. And I would like to trade it for a little favor. Just as you did'' said Tom, enjoying this feeling about giving you a taste of your own medicine.
,,Back then in the Pub I explained to you how getting to know someone works. I never thought you would misinterpret it so wrongly'' you said already knowing that you would go inside the library.
Tom lazily defended his actions, he already was occupied with other things in his mind but he played along for you.
,, You're sure this is a good idea. I'm not used doing such things'' you said silently, when you sneaking closely behind Tom, even though he had politely held the gate of the forbidden area open.
,,You'll be fine just stay quiet''. Tom took hold of your hand and walked confidently along the corridor, as if it was his wing that you walked in.
Due to the moonlight the bookshelves shimmered whitely when you passed them. You could only hear your own footsteps and it felt like Tom and you were somewhere completely else.
✧ ⊹ III ✧ ⊹
,,Sit down. I will be right back'' Tom said softly like he knew you needed someone to calm you down a bit. After all breaking rules made you still feel uneasy. He pointed to a bench that stood between some bookshelves from where you could look at a huge tapestry that showed the founders of Hogwarts. The air was cool.
Tom came back with a huge old book. On it laid a smaller one, that he took beside him. He tested the waters and asked you somethings about the founders. You both started to talk about it freely enjoying each other’s knowledge.
,,I have a next secret I would like to share with you. You Hufflepuffs can be trusted right?'' Tom said, his lips almost formed a grin. He seemed to suppress a feeling. Was it confidence? Or was it out of tension?
,,Sure I wont tell. Promise'' you said with a low voice prepared to stay open minded but carful.
For a moment you both shared in intense look. It was as if Tom wanted to read you despite your promise to be trustworthy. It crossed your mind that your odd friend fought an urge within him. But you couldn't really tell what it exactly was.
At first he kept his usual practical attitude he had whenever he talked to someone. Only the last part started to sound strange. For one second you thought it wasn't Tom who talked to you but then you figured, that this person was the actual Tom, or at least another part of him you hadn't seen until now:
,,Since my researches I finally understand myself, what I am, what I am capable of. I read everything from him, one day I will know all his secrets'' Tom said.
After am moment of silence he started to talk about the relationship Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff shared in their lifetime. Loudly he questioned how they could share such a good bond, that was so infamous in Salazars diary, then he looked at you. Although he didn't mention it, you could sense what he thought after his last words. It made your stomach twist. But was it out of fear or curiosity?
You said that you are not the heir of Helga with a chuckle and that you don't live for this amount of pathos in your life. But it was useless, Tom saw something great within you. You couldn't change his mind and I a strange way you realized it did something to you. Being praised and called for the things you did so dearly. So you decided to also open up for him because that was what this night was about. Tom had decided to be honest instead of cunning. He was one of the good ones, it was clear to see for you.
A bit shy you brought a book out of your robes pocket and presented an article that shows your family, who has a little reputation considering healing potions and herbology. It was almost like an unspoken law since the accident in the club to keep your distance from Tom but something made you break it.
You shared your story- that the glory vanished because your parents and grandparents had different interests, and that was completely fine for you. No one should practice something that made him unhappy. Nevertheless, you like it to sometimes research about your family from those better times. You found an ancestor of your father fell in love with someone very smart and they both ended up starting the little glory of you family.
,,I understand you, I do the same sometimes. Having a look in the past can give some orientation for what can be possible. Its like looking in a twisted mirror.'' you said still a bit lost in your memories about your family. After your words there was a cozy silence in the room. Being here didn’t feel forbidden anymore. It felt comforting.
,,I like this thought.'', Tom admitted showing his approval. You looked back at him and gave him an honest smile.
Now you knew what Tom searched for in life, and he knew what you searched for in a partner. And suddenly he became not only the keeper of your secret but also the answer to it.
With your permission Tom read some phrases out of Salazars diary to you and you started to get lost in the way his voice sounded so softly and his eyes now and then flew away from the lines and lingered on you. The words that held such a dangerous ambiguity couldn't reach your mind anymore, it was directed to Tom and the feeling he started to give you. At some point his hand had reached out for yours, he softly pressed it before using his words again.
,,I respect your values. Actually, we are quite similar Y/N. The difference between us is that I'm willing to prefer some people over others. Thats passion, isn't it? When there is this one person who outshines the others-who is simply more important'' he said and led your hand carefully to his lips to savor the feeling of your skin on them in such a way that your cheeks turned hot.
While you had the feeling that you and Tom melted into each other, Tom had the impression to finally wrap you around his finger, now you fell in love for him as well. At this moment you could only see him. Those not so beneficial values of your house would just vanish over time if you devote yourself truly to him. He would take care of it, and of you.
The hold Tom had on your arm stayed while his lips caressed your skin of it, carefully testing how close you would let him be.
,,You can't treat everyone the same Y/N.'' said Tom. He suppressed his satisfaction with you, who finally started to think, that you and him were possible. That only your mind was in your way of happiness.
,,And you don't want to treat me just as everyone else. Whenever I read about Salazars past, I see us. Just give it a taste Y/N'' added Tom close to your face after he had shoved you softly closer against him.
Slow and deep beats of your heart pounded against your and Toms chest, he was so close to you, he could feel how you were. If he couldn't see your pleading gaze, he had thought you planed on running away. But you weren't. Your mind told your body to stay still, Tom was finally in your head. To reward you, he pressed his lips against yours and felt how you fought against your last insecurities, while moving your lips shyly against his.
Patience, was all Tom had to remind himself of. Not only towards you. He realized despite his lust for you, that he was also in some way shy about this new form of intimacy. Still he would keep the control of it for you.
,,Doesn't this feel right? You feel so good Y/N. How can you ever deny us something so good again?'' Tom asked between wet kisses, that grew hotter the more he got lost in the feeling of your sweet lips and tongue that tried to keep up with his pace. It only made it harder for you to answer Tom, who demanded it.
But your shy nods and 'yes's weren't enough for him. Within minutes Tom had pulled you on his lap. His hands caressed the soft skin right underneath your breasts while his lips were attached to your neck to get every little moan out of you, that you tried to hid. You were in a library after all. But now fully consumed by this new ecstasy you moaned every answer out of your mouth he wanted to hear from you.
You looked down at Tom's eyes. They were so dark and yet so clear, that you could see yourself in them. And while you eyed this new side of yours, you also observed how Tom seemed to experience the same with you.
The moment felt so unusual intense that your hands searched for Toms as a comfort, that were still around your ribcage. Before some fitting words of luck could be formed from your lips, Tom pressed his lips against yours again. It felt all so good your mind kept running and your heart beat so fast that you felt like a star that could explode. So you just made him stop.
Back on your spot on the bench you tried to study his feelings. For a second some kind of hurt crossed his frowned faced. Was it love that he wanted or was this just a trap you were naive enough to have fallen into for a brief moment?
,,Have you done this before Tom? Because I have not'' you said, your voice faded a bit away- you were unsure whether to feel pride or guilt.
,,Does this matter? It's what people do when they want I each other. And I only want you if this is what you want to know'' Tom said his last words with a secure smile, his hands brought you to his mouth before he gave them a kiss.
You were back at the same position where you just had started to fall for him again. But now something has changed. Something told you that he was meant to be yours and you were meant to understand him, to love him- because he had allowed you to do so. And Tom belonged to those people that rarely allowed such things- so this means he loved you truthfully, right?
,,We have seen each other’s true self now and we seemed to enjoy it'', said Tom now silently hoping to at least earn a nod from you. ,,Don't back away Y/N. Give it at least a try''. His hand that had held yours on the entire way back wouldn’t let go of you. Carefully he kept his grip around it.
So you nodded. Later Tom brought you to your common room offering you an invitation to a dorm party to give him and his friends a chance to show you, that you and your feelings would be safe with him.
General Summary: When Tom finds the diary of Salazar Slytherin he finds out that he and Helga
Hufflepuff shared a special relationsship. Under this influence Tom becomes keen to find a suitable
partner for himself who lets him expercience such feelings like his ancestor did. But it takes more
than some charming words to win a Hufflepuff, Tom figures some tricks will do.
Chapter Summary: With an little trick Tom gets you to talk to him. You both share a day at a pub
and get to know each other before the reality catches up on you again.
Word count: 2414
Warning/tags: fluff; obsessiv behaviour, manipulation
Authors note: This is a fantasy, I don't support manipulation, exclusion etc. at all + I suck at proof reading
Toms fingers traced around the pages of his book that made his thoughts bend to you for a while now.
Who would have thought that Salazar Slytherin had shared a special relationship with Helga Hufflepuff.
His dairies only hinted about it but the feelings he had and the strenght he expierenced from it stood
cleary in the lines. There was no heir of Helga Hufflepuff, this family tree had found an end but
nevertheless Tom longed for someone he could relife his ancestors feeling with.
You and Tom were barely familiar with one another, at least officially.
His charms always worked on the people, thanks to them he always got what he wanted. He just needed a
good starting point. You were often busy or surrended by all your friends, Tom waited for a good moment
that never came. It seemed that fate had no wish to bring you both together, once Tom realized that he saw
himself forced to take more action.
✧ ⊹ I ✧ ⊹
,,Tom may I have a word with you?'' you asked when you stood infront of him in the dinning hall. His
eyes went up from the book he read while having breakfast, his gaze filled with the usual seriousness he
had on.
,,Professor Beery allows us to attend this expert talk in Lodon he briefly mentioned last week. I talked to
him and he said he would prefer it if I would go with a companion since no one else was interested to go''
you said while observing his facial features, a shadow of a smile crossed his lips.
,,What do you want me to do about that Y/N?'' asked Tom making you use your words more precisely, savouring your nervous being.
,,I figured it would convince Professor Beery if I would go with a person the teachers trusted. So I thought
maybe you would like to go to the expert talk with me. Arent you also interested in herbology?'' you
asked hopefully.
,,Herbology isn't one of my N.E.W.Ts subjects'' said Tom but it seemed that he hasn't declined your
request.
,,But I bet potions is. It could be of advantage, I even sponsor a butterbeer after it, my treat'' you said with
your best puppy gaze.
,,How did you figure that out?'' Tom wanted to know bending back on his bench.
,,Its a tough subject and you seem quite persistent'' you said with an unsure smile and you could swear
Tom would have returned it if not so many people would look at you. Especially the gazes from his
friends that sat beside him made you a bit uncomfortable. It wasn't regular that his group got approached
by different people beside their close friends.
,,As I am by the way'' you said when your gaze went back to Tom. ,,Next time I'm asking I might not offer
that butterbeer again'' you added charmingly.
,,Alright. I will pick you up on Saturday'' Tom gave eventually in and held for a moment longer than
necesarry the eye contact with you like he searched for any last reactions.
,,Thanks Tom'' you said. The people who had observed your scene got slowly back to their own business,
just as Tom depsite his friends comments on you. They varied between mockery and suggestive jokes.
With his eyes back on his book he acted to not care about it, but he listened carefully and could hear how
some of your friends giggled excitedly and congratulated you on your win. Tom knew he had a reputation
about being untouchable and he liked it. It gained to his pride how your friends and the rest of the
students reacted to your actions. He liked how you asked him and how you gently tried to convince you.
Having the upper hand was a thing Tom would never get trired of.
But the thing he liked the most was the fact that you choose him. He was the one that overheared your
interest to attend this expert talk, he informed your hebology Professor about it on a exidental meeting in
the halls and encouraged him to let his classes know about it for a possible educational excursion. He
knew he wouldn't have many people on his remaining way to you, some people became too sick or busy
to attend the expert class so you would need some other company for it.
✧ ⊹ II ✧ ⊹
You did'nt follow Toms path, you stood still until you found the courage to use your voice. ,,Tom? I have
to admit something'' you said while your hands shyly rubbed your fingers along. ,,I'm not planning on
attending the expert talk, in fact I had something different in mind''. Tom rised an eyebrow.
,,There is this little concert in a pub, I really want to see. You can join me of course or go to the expert
talk. I just think Professor Blums thesis on the effect of alrauns are a bit überholt, I intend to wiederlegen
him in my N.E.W.T.s'' you said and waited nervously for Toms reaction.
,,You know I could tell our teachers right?'' he asked.
,,Of course you could and would as well. But I still decided to ask you since you're one of the less people
who could also use a little break fom studying without endagering their grades. Please Tom'' you said.
,,You seem to know what people want to hear'' Tom said.
You didn't say something you waited for his next step. Tom enjoyed this moment of the upper hand, you could tell.
,,Before you make your decision. I also have a little secret about you, if you don't tell we are even'' you
said. Tom gave you an amused look, you both knew you weren'ts used to blackmail someone.
,,And what secret might that be?'' he asked.
,,You let your friends walk outside of the castle at curfew''. Toms shoulders stoped their tension, he was
reliefed about your words. He figured that at some point one of the others Prefects might see him do that,
he was already prepared for that.
,,That's a rather poor try. But I appreciate the honesty. Lets see if you know how to charm me once more.
Tell me the right words to this then. Would you let this afternoon be a date?'' he asked.
,,Oh I don't know Tom. That is really sweet but…''
,,But what?''
,,You Slytherins can be so unromantic sometimes. You basicly blackmail me for this date'' you said.
,,So you consider your secret as less valid'' he said with a smirk.
,,No… and yes'' you said eventually.
,,So you're planing on refuting Professor Blums dissertations? Thats interesting.'' Tom started when you
two started to walk through the busy streets of london.
✧ ⊹ III ✧ ⊹
,,So you tried to trick me. Should I be impressed or insulted? Thats not a typical action for a hufflepuff''
Tom said and held the door of the pub open for you. You apologised, explaining that you weren't sure how
to tell him your true inentions. Lying was something you only did when you become nervous. Tom wasn't
insulted by it, in fact he found it amusing and made you promise to only tell him the truth from now on.
,,Pity about my secret about you. Thought I had something that would give me a better picture on who
you are. Slytherins are always a bit harder to read'' you said.
,,You seem quite keen to understand people'' Tom said when he payed for the butterbeer despite your offer
to keep your earlier promise.
,,So do you. I'm just curious abou what you do with this information'' you added while warming your
fingertips on the hot glas.
,,Currently I'm puzzeling a new picture of you with it. Care to help me with that?'' he said in a teasing
manner but didn't reveal more about himself.
,,If that is really supossed to be a date you have to tell me more about yourself Tom.Thats not an
interview for me to become your girlfriend'' you said with a smile, when he wouldn't stop askin things
about you.
,,That is the condition for love. It always needs some commitment from both sides. I will answer you next
question if you answer some of mine first'' you said with a reassuring smile.
Tom learned that this was a usual thing for love- this dance about giving and earning. At first he answered
the eays questions such as his favourite subjects, after a while he realized that he became a bit tense, when
you asked for his family or his fears.
The answers became shortes and his tone grew bitter, so you stoped your curiosity from taking over. What
had felt like an unusuall good start turned now into a tense situation in which you were too insecure to say
something. You had felt so seen and understood but now you feared that some things might be too good to
be true.
,,Why would you want to know what I'm afraid of?'' asked Tom eventually. The skin around his eyes were
stern and they wouldn't break eyecontact – he looked at you, like you were a stranger for him again.
,,Surely not to hurt you. I thought we wanted to get to know each other. Fears are a special kind of secrets
two can share I figured'' you said shyly, picturing yourself how you might how to walk alone back to the school.
Tom broke his stare from you and looked down at the table.
,,Let me give you true secret about me then.I don't care about the expert talk either. The fact that I would
spend the afternoon with you was the far better persuasion you offered me'' he said, his eyes wouldn't look
up to you.
If Tom hadn't intimidated you ever so slightly with his defensive behaviour his words would have touched
you heart in a warmer way. But now there was this gap between you and his words couldn't reach your
heart, at the very least they could scratch at it. But you could feel how it longed for more, so you accepted
his kind words, hoping over time it would fullfill your heart.
You gave him a bittersweet smile then the show started.
You both enjoyed the music an you told Tom to wait for a certain part. In a low voice you explained how
hard it was for the singer to reach a certani note and keep it for so long. Shyly you revealed that you
oberserved the singers always at that specific moment to see when the wave of victory washed over them
when they managed to sing this tricky song.
Tom understood that you liked hard work and the fruits of victory, just as much as he did. You liked this
rewarding feeling once you accomplished your goal. He had felt this gap between you two as well but
now he felt so drawn to you.
On the blossoming trees and landscape laid a dark blue shadow when you walked back to the school due
to the uprising night. When the last houses had passed you, Toms fingers had softly traced around yours.
Slowly you accepted his offering and walked together. Tom couldn't hold back and praise your spirit, remarking how much to lived up to the values of your house.
,,I'm not Helga Hufflepuffs heir but being like her must be a good thing. She was got with healing and
breaking charms, that is what I want to do. I will work my way up to this'' you said. The more you talked the more Tom saw how well you fitted into his demands for a partner.
,,So you like breaking things. That is something I didnt expect'' he said with a teasing smile.
,,Or healing, I guess that depends on the point of view. My oncle died some years ago because no one
knew a cure for his curse. I will be better some day, maybe not to defeat death but to keep him away for a
bit longer'' you said like an affirmation and both of you share a glare. Those words made Toms heart race,
yes he was about to keep you.
Even though you couldn't read Toms mind, the way Tom softly pressed your hand showed you, that you
two could get along.
With quick reflexes you steped to the side when a drunk person walked past you without watching his step. Due to the icy streets you almost sliped but Toms hands kept you save. You execused yourself shyly.
Tom turned his gaze angrily to the person but stoped himself when you noticed how tensed you became again. You were so close, he couldn't lose this.
,,You know, the first step to keep death away from yourself would be to defend yourself properly'' Tom
said and offered you to join a secret duelling club he and some other students had founded some time ago,
still holding your hand to his chest. Happily you accpeted.
✧ ⊹ IV✧ ⊹
Tom could see over the next weeks how you started to become more confident and it made him proud to
know that he was the one who enabled it. To have someone strong at his side, someone with the same
amount of ambition and kind of dreams was important to him and he wanted all of your goals to be
fullfilled.
,,You seem to study your opponents quite good'' said Tom. After you had finished a little duel with
someone else he approached you, he could feel how his heart beated stronger against his chest whenever you were near him. Almost as if he was angry, but with a sweet lightness in it, that only you could offer.
,,That is how you learn their weakness, seems like a strategy you do as well'' you say with a smile.
,,Everyone who aims to be a good duelist does this'', said Tom.
,,What do you say- should we try it? Maybe I will learn some new things about you'' you said hinting at
slighlty at the fear- topic.
,,You can just ask me, there is no need to fight me. I can be quite generous to the right persons'' Tom said
his warm smile turned into a teasing one while he caged you further into a corner of the room, almost
hiding you from the remaining people of the club.
You could get lost in those eyes and in the way he talked with you. It was like he wanted to best for you
yet still he would deny you what you asked for. It was as if he forced you to become stronger and you
started to fall in love with this game.
But then a loud argument put you back to reality.
Abraxas Malfoy and another Slytherin discussed on a new member of the club. You walked past Tom and
listened to the group before asking why they hesitated to invite him. Malfoy pointed out that the club had
no intentions to welcome mudbloods, some agreed with him and some didn't.
You joined the small group that didn't care about some madeup ideals. The discussion reached its peak
when you and Malfoy threw so heated arguments at one another. At one point when you couldn't stand
this amount of hatefullness you looked at Tom but he didn't care to help so you just walked away.
On through the halls you realised that Tom had followed you outside.
,,I was so stupid. I should have know that you're just as ignorant as your friends.We can't be friends Tom,
partner none the less '' you said.
Both of you started to discuss what just had happened. Toms jaw clenched whenever you seemed to say
something that truly bothered him.
,,Enough. You follow this stupid ideal to treat everyone equally but you can't do this and you shouldn't.''
Tom said eventually making you stop talking, you tried once again to explain that it was indeed possible
but without success.
You were near the tears and needed a break, so did Tom. You could see how frustrated he was. You could
truly see him, he wasn't as perfect as you had thought. So you left him.
Tom was alone. You just had decided to be ignorant, to not question your believes. And still Tom made his
decision, it was too late to look for someone new for him. It was you he wanted. Only you could make
him feel so many things at once. Everyone else who would dare to speak to him in such a way, would be on his list of people he would get ride of once the school was over. But someting inside him stoped
himself from feeling in such a way about you.
He had different plans for you. He wanted to look deep enough in your soul where he would find your shared values that made your first bondings and would twist them until they were bended to his liking-
only to show you then that you and him were more alike than you had thought. He just needed to be careful, because he knew you were capable of the same.
Summary: You get caught spying on Tom and his friends and now Tom has to decide what to do with you
Warnings: smut
Authors note: -no idea what the reader all knew about Toms actions at the end- just needed a bit conflict
Word count: ca 2300
,,Tom let me go or I will make you'' your voice warned him sternly when his grip around your wrists tightened and your back got pressed closer against the giant rock Tom had caged you against with slow steps.
,,Where are your manners Y/N. I just want to talk'' usually Tom was this serious yet charming prefect but now something mad swang within his voice. Just as you had figured. Tom wasn't as perfect as he always acted.
That his friends were disgusting wasn't a secret either, at least for you. When they had found you spying on them near the forbidden forest they had shoved you back in the dark forest and brought you back to Tom. You figured that they weren't as innocent as they had acted over the years but this felt like real danger now. It was different now than meeting them in the school, where you weren't alone against them.
It was almost impossible to breath with the hard grip around your waist when Abraxas had managed to reach for you and shoved you back to their spot. With a smooth motion Tom had put the diadem in his robe pockets, that you had figured he was after. For a moment yours gazes met and Tom raised his eyebrows curiously, like he awaited an explaination.
The entire time you looked daringly at Tom when his friends suggested to have some fun with you and just make you forget about it afterwards. The school would be soon over and Tom and his friends became grosser and grosser, trying lesser to hid their true faces.
,,Remember that one night with Lestrange, when she prete-''
,,You become too enthuastic Malfoy'' Tom's voice cut him off before sending everyone away. Your stomach twisted when Tom let your wand disappear his in robes while he walked towards you.
,,There is nothing to talk about. I still have no fucking clue what you are up to. Its no secret anymore that not the entire school believes your foul charms anyways'' you said when he tried to intimidate you.
,,Lies! Somehow ironc for someone so pretentious as yourself. You have quite the reputation in our group'' said Tom and an arm above your head caged you in more. It almost bothered you that he didn't do more to keep your at your spot.
,,I don't care about my reputation in your pitifull group. You just don't like people who can give them as good as one gets'' you said sternly, umimpressed by his huge frame.
,,I always wondered what this little mind is really up to when its not judging others, seems it likes to mess with others businesses. And yet I had warned you about it'' Tom said hinting at your accidental meeting in the halls when Tom came out of the libary at the night with a small book thightly wrapped around his hand. You gave him an unsure look but didn't say a word when he gestured you to keep still for him. Tom could have obliviate you or just kill you and make it look like an incident but deep down he had found a new amusement in having you watch not so secretly over him. But now your curiousity forced things to adjust to his new plans, he was about to figure out for you.
,,I did tell you to keep away from me. Yet you didn't listen. I bet you aren't so perfect as you act either'' Tom said with a low chuckle.
You gave him an unimpressed look even if your heart beated unsettled in your ears when Toms fingers brushed along your hair searching for your gaze.
,,If you tell me why you didn't I might not oblivate you'' he demanded after a moment of admiring your little frame that stood up so bravly against him.
,,What difference would that make?'' you asked bitterly. Tom had to smile slightly. ,,You wont get a thing out of me'' you addded in defense.
,,I already know what you had found out and I'm impressed not even my minions know so much sometimes'' said Tom. He was so relaxed about it because you didn't knew why he had searched for the diadem.
,,Then oblivate me finally, get this over'' you said frustared.
,,No or at least not yet. You see I can read someone's thoughts, but feelings are always a bit harder to get, especially from you. What you know about my plans doesn't matter so much at this moment. The moment itself is far more interesting – you with your little information about me I can figure your feelings finally out. I want to know what my secrets do to you. Do they make you feel powerful or mighty- thinking you finally can have a stand against me? I bet, our little Y/N always thinks so righteous about herself'' said Tom and his robes brushed against your when he stood even taller infront of you to hint who actually was in charge.
,,Yes that is how I feel'' you simply admitted. ,,Unlike you I favour standing up against the stronger ones'' you said and acted unbothered.
,,So much talking but you don't do a thing. I already have a thesis about you but why not have a look how good you actually can keep up''.
It happened way to fast. Something in Tom snapped and no words seemed to reach him. With one strong push you were completly traped between the rock and Toms body. It almost hurt but your sharp breathing got caught up from Toms lips that crushed out of nowhere down on yours, melting against yours in one strong move, pulling you up to him in his thight embrace around your waist.
Tom always acted so sorted and controlled but the rest of this already broken image vanished just as the rest of his reputations he had put on everyones mind yours included, until now. It almost scared you and your feelings got twisted, unsure how to focus, just as Tom intended to.
Just when you thought you could keep up with Toms kisses his grip around you stoped and within seconds your skirt got just as forcefully pulled up like he handled the rest of you. There was nothing sweet in his urgent movements, like he wanted you to get overwhelmed. He even hummed approvingly against your lips when you couldn't keep your nervous moans back anymore, his fingers run up your now bare thighs. With a playfull squeeze of them he savoured the feeling for a moment before rubbing hard circels on your clit. You had no idea whether you cried out of embarassment or joy, your cheeks turned hot and your mind almost went blank. That was the starting point for Tom, he could have a better look inside you now.
,,Oh yes there is far more. I told you to stay away from me as a nice warning. Yet you didn't listen. So naughty. Seems you aren't so perfect as you act either, maybe you like chasing me '' Tom said with a low chuckle still teasing your sensitive skin, he could hear in your breathing how hot your clit must have arched for him due to it. His lips run along your neck and he took a deep breath in having to admit how good you smelled.
Your mouth felt open, but no words left it just ashamed moans that let more loose the longer Tom teased your body. No feisty remarks anymore nor daring glances, you were fully consumed by new feelings. With a knowing smile Tom eyed you up when he had stoped sucking along your neck and he leaned back to have a better view on you.
,,Am I right? I know I am, I can feel it and read it. But if you want your dirty thoughts to become reality you will have to tell me yourself'' Tom said even though he already planed on taking you against that rock, he still had the option to obliviate you afterwards. In defeatment you nodded and found your voice to say it out loud, although your voice was weak from your shame.
Toms upper body had pressed you against the rock while his hands opened his belt and trousers before he stretched you out fully, your sweet moans and helpless little figure had turned him on enough that he could just push right inside you. You pressed your eyes close too ashamed from the fact that you actually enjoyed this. But before you could at least try to push Tom outside of your mind his free hand griped around your jaw and turned your face to him again, his member stilled inside you waiting for you to look at him again. His tongue made clicking noises in a lecturing manner once his own breath became steadier again.
,,Manners Y/N. You look at me when I fuck you'', and you obliged him. ,,Good girl Y/N. So rightous'' he said mockingly and slapped the side of your bare hip, earning him a whimper.
A shaky moan eventually escaped your throat when Tom picked up the pace and you remembered that you had still held your breath. Your eyes were locked with Toms now, who seemed to mirror your euphory. His eyes were just as wide and dark as yours, and almost in a mocking manner he imitated the long almost scared sounds that grew higher and higher, although he felt the same.
His jaw clenched when he let out a low moan through his teeth. The view intimidated you but it also made your back arch further away from the rock like you wanted to come closer to him, submitting to this feeling, even though it hurt. By now Tom had forced yours legs further apart despite your attempts to stop him and now had them locked around his waist. You could struggle as much as you wanted but Tom just knew you liked it, he could feel it while also reading your dirty mind. There was so sight of your boring so rightious believes left.
The tears that started to fill up your gaze weren't due to the pleasure he gave you but his merciless pace. You tried to find your voice but your moans only turned to cries, signaling Tom your state of mind. Your fingers had reached for his robes and searched for some steadiness on his broad shoulders, which Tom allowed you to.
,,Is that too much? Thats the nicest I can be. Don't be rude now, you asked for this'' Tom said, he didn't pause he just became a bit slower for a moment searching for the right spots inside you to only wiggle against them teasingly, having your body twitch against him. To keep himself under control he bit down at your neck, you were so hot and thight and so good for him, letting you see him everything in your mind. Your legs tried to adjust higher around his hips to give him better access and even though it felt so good you gave him an unsure look, not understanding his words.
,,I don't need mind tricks for that. Its obvious now. You like the danger, you like to be right, I bet you even like me. I must admit until now you were quite good at hiding your feelings, but now I can feel who you truly want and your body shows me who you really are'' Tom said and now truned his pace up again, pushing his himself fully out and inside of you again, bringing you further to the edge. While you couldn't help but cry out from all the feelings Tom almost kept an serious face and observed your face. His free hand let lose of the harsh grip in your hair and traced now around your temples, almost caringly if he wouldn't look so belittling at you.
,,Always acting so though but now you are already begging me for mercy. Let's have another look at that poor weak mind. You might be smart but you're not a little spy, nor do you have what it takes you have a stand against me- you know that. Even better you don't want to. You want to be on my side right? Am I right? Say it Y/N '' Tom said starting to get lost in his own pleasure, fucking you even harder against the rock, forcing you to answer him. The more he read your mind and saw that his win has been safe the whole time the wilder he became.
Again you admited it eventually and he made sure to have you come as hard as possible around him, praising you through it while he chased his own pleasure, fuelled by the pride that rose inside him.
,,Thats it. So good for me Y/N. So good at giving in. Clenching around me so nicely. Should have done this earlier, maybe right beside the libary back then. Such a needy little girl searching for my attention'' he said on his last pushes before you both came.
He just found himself someone very special. Your feelings had let your mind guardless to him and now he had seen everything he needed, you were just as cunning and ambitious as he was and yet so insecure and irresistable.
His usually so perfect hair hang in sweaty stands down his forhead before he pushed them back with his hand, eyeing up the mess he made out of you, still smiling and out of breath.
,,Did you learn your lesson? No more spying on me?'' Tom asked and pressing one more time inside you hiting all the right spots, bending his head down and searching for your gaze again. You nodded eagerly due to the overstimulation.
,,Good, no obliviate then. I will keep it that way between us. Remember no more spying, I will come to you when things are ready. Can't leave the school without my oh so eager little soulmate'' Tom said while pulling his trousers back on, his hand cupped your cheek in an almost sweet way before he just walked away leaving it to you to follow him now or not.
Hey bestie!!! I found you cause I’m about to read your obi wan fanfic so I stalked your blog a little and I think you mentioned you’re German right? That’s awesome!!! I visited Germany a couple of years ago and I’m looking forward to learning German, however I’m trying to look for classes (personally I’m kinda scared cause the pronunciation seems challenging but hopefully one day I’ll be able go speak it 🥹) so I just wanted to say your English is REALLY GOOD!!! (English isn’t my first language, Spanish is) but you should be proud!! Learning a new language takes a lot of effort, it’s normal to make mistakes here and there, please give yourself some credit!! You’re awesome and I hope you’re having a nice day 🫶🏻🫶🏻
Hello there,
First of all- thank you so much for writing me and saying all those nice things I kinda just woke up and this already made my day. Right I'm german and I'm happy that people seem to get along with my english, you saying this really encourages me. That you want to learn german is awesome! In general I think learning a language is always a good thing, and yes german can be a bit tricky but I wish you good luck with that and fun of course <3
And thank you again for writing me those kind words, have a nice day as well💛✨
Summary: Obi Wan is your former master. After Order 66 and while your master had joined the dark side you fleet away. Since then Obi Wan tries to find you, to finally have you all for himself.
Author’s note: not edited/English is not my first language; not fully satisfied with the text but had the urge to still post it
The warm metal of your cuffs started to cut in your hands when you tried your next attempt to leave those dark rooms. Even though you found yourself now on a capital ship, filled with enemies and you were all alone. And for too long, or started to lose your hope. All your friends and allies were gone. You had no idea how to flee but the fear within you fought your uprising hopelessness, only until your heard footsteps along the corridors before the heavy doors opened itself and you got company.
If you weren’t bound to a chair, you would have just run away now, just like the last time when you met your master. He has changed. Only one thing had remained over the last months and that was his love for you, but that was something you couldn’t know yet.
Even though you knew you had the most generous and warmhearted master back then you were afraid when he approached your bound figure. He has turned to the dark side after all and helped Anakin kill all Jedi. You still remember how you had waited in your hideout inside the temple and watched their betrayal in horror before you tried to run away only to get caught by Obi Wan. Out of nowhere he had reached for your little and scared frame and pressed you to himself as if he wanted to comfort you, as if he hadn’t decided to change the sides. And even though his grip on you remained soft and his words were as sweet as before his cruel acts you had to fight back. That’s what you did,so you could flee. But now he had you again.
Obi Wan observed your shaking figure before his gloved hand reached out for your face to cup it gently. His thumb brushed carefully around the wounded skin around your eye.
,,I’m proud of you Y/N. I knew I wouldn’t get you without a proper fight. I hope they weren’t too harsh on you since you seem a bit tired after all, but you will rest soon.’’ Obi Wan said while he pressed your cheek softly. He could feel the uprising fear within you and hushed you, when your stern gaze teared up.
,,There there. You don’t think I brought you here to kill you don’t you? No I want you to join me.’’ Your master said but you turned your head out of his grip.
,,Never. That’s not right, you killed all of us. Our friends. You’re not the master I knew back then.’’ you said tearing up, when your words left your mouth, but Obi Wan stopped your crying. He got down on his knees for you and guided your face back to him again, now more forcefully when you fought against his will.
All those touches felt so forbidden, when you were his padawan he would always keep his professional distance to you. And now he manhandled you just how he wanted, his thumb traced around your lips and he looked at you as if you were a fruit he was about to try. But then he focused again.
,,I fear you’re wrong there, that’s me without any strings attached anymore. Don’t think ill of me please. I sacrificed all of those people that could forbid our love. Don’t you think I haven’t noticed your feelings towards me? I can still feel them now after all this time and it makes me the luckiest man knowing some things haven’t changed between us.’’ Obi Wan said, both of his hands caressed your face like he finally held a trophy in his hands. He savored every second where he could finally touch you. His smiling face left your eyes and wandered over your entire frame for a brief moment.
So all this time he loved you just as you loved him and you were the reason he had turned to the dark side. This was too much for you, your cried out in disbelieve, full of shame.
,,My sweet Y/N don’t cry please I-‘’ said Obi Wand but you couldn’t take it.
,,No! I don’t want to hear it. I will never join you. Not like this.’’ Your voice was strict but your last words felt bittersweet to yourself.
,,My my,I have to say I’m impressed. Holding onto your believes just like we had thought you back then. But you were also so good at following my orders, always so keen on pleasing me, why you have to fight back? Now where there is nothing between us finally. Let go Y/N, you did such a good job.’’ Said your master and you did as you were told. His sweet voice and his demanding grip on you made you weak, only the shame within you held you back. ,,Just give it a taste.’’ Said Obi Wan, almost rather to himself.
His lips pressed softly against yours testing the waters while finally taking control of you. Obi Wans heart raced with pride when he could feel eventually how your lips eagerly followed his movements, making your lips crash together again and again, slowly making you follow his path. He knew how innocent and pure you were but he also knew how he could bend you to his will and now was finally the time. Soft whimpers escaped your mouth when your master became more eager with you. His tongue explored your mouth, savoring your taste and humming approvingly while urging you to become just as curious about your new freedom. With an easy gesture he opened up your handcuffs before his hands roamed around your thighs. You could even feel how you almost instinctively drew closer to him, his hands dragging you carefully towards his lap. But even though this new closeness did things to you, you were still conflicted. Your moans became whimpers again, that Obi Wan tried to hush with wet kisses and soft words regaining your attention. ,,It’s alright Y/N. Just let go for me. Just focus on me.’’
The conflict within you wasn’t solved with Obi Wan’s kisses, quite the opposite.
,,I- I can’t.’’ you managed to say between heavy breathing when you pulled you upper body away from him but without much success. His lips pressed hungry kisses down your jaw and neck while you tried to convince him to stop, not paying attention to you.
,,Still acting so innocent as if you’re not taking part in this. I think you know how much you have me under control as well. And I think you just need some last convictions.’’ Said Obi Wan.
With that he bound your hands behind your back again as you could feel when you wanted to reach out to stop him from tearing your legs apart while he tore of your clothes off. With no further hesitation his lips crashed on your sensitive skin between your thighs. You wanted to scream but you couldn’t breathe properly. Those new feelings and those dirty sounds that came from your master made your cheeks turn hot.
,,Don’t tell me you’re not enjoying this. You might hold onto those foolish Jedi believes but your body tells me otherwise.’’ said Obi Wan before diving back in. His arms were tightly wraped around your legs while his tongue licked your clit forcefully and slowly enough to watch you while doing it, he wanted to force you into your pleasure. He was your master after all and wanted just the best for you. And he could get lost in your sweet taste and your even sweeter noises. The vibration of his deep moans made your eyes roll back. But this situation wasnt just for your pleasure. Obi Wan had dreamed of this for so long now. He could feel your will started to break.
He could feel you were close. Searching for more friction your legs trashed around in your masters grip where he pressed them reassuringly,your release would come, if you would give in.
,,Just let go for me Y/N. I just need you as you need me. Let me be your master again, your lover, your husband either way I just need to be with you.’’ Obi Wan said, open mouth kisses were trailed along your inner thighs. The mixed wetness felt cold against your skin. Your former master proved his point when he shoved a finger inside you, having you desperately clench around him. Your eyes were zoned out from the overstimulating feelings. Your mouth hanging wide open but no words left you this time. He had you right were he needed you, no thinking anymore just feeling.
,,Come on my sweet just give in to me. Show me you allow me to take care of you.’’ His words and skilled fingers were too much.
First it was just a weak nod, but Obi Wan wanted to hear it from you. And he waited patiently, observing your inner fight with amusment and pity that he was about to win. He understood your dilema,you have always been loyal to the Jedi codex. But you would soon remember who your real master is and learn to follow him again.At last when you said that you were his he finally gave you your release.
With a smug grin Obi Wan looked at your broken figure that belong to him now. You looked so adorable when you were worn out by him, waking the urge in him to comfort you.
He scooped you up into his arms before he straightened himself up. Searching for more closeness you twisted your hands in his dark robes, leaning your head against his chest, finally having his familiar scent in your nose. It reawakened old good memories, reminding you why you fell in love with him.
,,The Empire is still hunting all of you. Why do you think I was so eager to find you first? No one touches you my love. Not while you are with me.’’ he said while carrying you to his bed and laid you down on it. You had no idea if Obi Wan wanted you to become a Sith as well or if he just wanted you to stay in his chambers, you were just to tired to think this through. Right now you needed some rest and comfort.
To your surprise you could once again feel how your hands were bound together when Obi Wan positioned you on his sheets, still standing behind you, eyeing you up with pure obsession. His gloves traced along your neck and back before he got a harsh grip around your hips.
,,But first I think I’m the one now who needs some last convictions.’’ He hummed to himself.
I know I’ve been posting about getting back into writing a lot recently. But now I need your help! I am looking for an English native speaker to beta read my The Boys fics.
About me & the fics:
I am German (first problem) and though I did study English a few years back, I’m a little insecure about my writing. But I’m a fairly nice person and can deal with constructive criticism. ;)
I’m currently working on two fics about Billy Butcher’s past (teen years / the Becca years). The first one is ‘Cause London Is Drowning and already has two chapters up. Just in case you’re interested in seeing where I’m trying to go with the material.
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