Ulterior Motives - Part 2
Pairing: Tom Riddle x Reader
Request: I am OBSESSED with Ulterior Motives you're a genius and it's so fucking perfect. If you wrote a follow up I'd die just saying 💕💕💖💕💖
A/N: hello this is my first fic in a LOOONG time and I’m posting from mobile so bare with me, I hope my writing is still good, I hope my followers are still here 👀 and my inbox is open! I can’t link the first part right now but it can be found in my master list in my bio!
Warnings: SMUUT 18+, I feel a bit rusty but I had to come back with a BANG !
Tom did not consider himself a sentimental person. He did not miss Hogwarts, he did not miss his classmates, but he found himself missing you.
Maybe it was the loneliness getting to him, late nights, dangerous encounters, searching for ancient forms of magic and long hidden magical secrets. Maybe it's because you were so willing to help him, somehow able to see right through him but not judge him in the slightest. Perhaps there was more to you than wit and sly comments, or perhaps you simply did not care what he was doing, and just liked him for who he was.
But that could not be true, he shook his head to rid his mind of the thought, the idea that you could have any feelings for him. He hadn't seen you since your night together, the magical night he first felt those strange feelings towards you. Feelings he thought he would never feel. In the moment he thought it was lust but now you haunt his dreams while he sleeps and his memories while he's awake. And even now it's as if he can hear you knocking on his door...
Tom shakes his head again, it's late, he's imagining things surely, he thinks he is wasting his time as he walks over to the door and opens it, finding you on the other side looking rather...shy.
"Hi Tom, I was just... in the neighborhood. I saw your lights on." You mumble the last part trying to find the words to explain your presence.
"You were in my neighborhood, at almost 2 in the morning? I thought you would come up with something more clever than that." He tries to play it cool as if he was not just thinking about you... missing you.
"You're right, I'm sorry it's late and I'm sure you are busy, I shouldn't have intruded." You turn to leave but Tom is quick to shout "No wait!" as he grabs your shoulder, touching your skin, it's cold to the touch.
"Please come in, you're freezing." It's now that he looks down at you and sees the dress you're wearing, dark colours that compliment your skin, a bit of lace. He can tell you tried to dress nice and he swallows down the hope that it's all for him.
You blush and look down to your feet as you enter his apartment.
"I realize it's rather odd, me showing up here like this. I mean you only told me you lived here in passing."
"Y/n, please, if anything I feel like I owe you for... everything." He pauses as he looks at you now referencing both the dagger you gave him and the very intimate night you shared together. "Besides, I don't get visitors often."
You smile as you look around his home, books everywhere, scrolls, notes , potion bottles and ingredients scattered about. You like the idea of being the only person to visit him, no one else from Hogwarts deserves him. "Well I wanted to stop by because I know you like studying dark magic and such..."
His heart stops for a moment, he is unaware of how much you truly know about the dagger you gave him or the research he's doing, he starts thinking of excuses and reasons that would make sense without him sounding evil.
You sense the worry on his face and hope you have not offended him so you continue. "- And I was recently cleaning out my late uncle's storage unit and I found a lot of things you might like."
"You went rummaging through your dead uncle's belongings to find something for me? Did you need an excuse just to see me again? I dont remeber you being so shy last time."
Your cheeks flush hot and you feel it creep down your neck as your stomach turns. This was so much easier last time, he was pursuing you, you had something he wanted and it gave you this false confidence that you've been dying to replicate.
"I just imagined you were busy, and I wouldn't want to interrupt you without good reason."
"Do you imagine me often?" He asks and he's trying to sound as if he's teasing you but it comes off a bit desperate, like if you don't say yes and admit your feelings to him he might have to lock you away until you do.
And now you're the one with ulterior motives, you did go through your uncle's junk just to find an excuse to talk to him again. All this will be easier if you just put your cards on the table. What's the worst that could happen, denial? He already disappeared before you woke up that morning, what more hurt could he cause besides ending this longing for him.
"I do... think of our night together... often." You admit as you look away from him unable to meet his eyes.
Tom closes the space between you, bringing a hand up to hold your face so gently he doesn't know where it even comes from but pure instinct to need to touch your skin. You instantly lean into his touch. "I didn't want to bother you after you had left that morning but I-"
Tom interrupts quickly. "I had to leave, you deserve someone... better suited to you."
"I don't have any interest in anyone that's not you." You admit finally looking into his eyes.
And although your eyes are hopeful you wear a frown on your face, clearly blind to the fact that Tom also has feelings for you. But Tom is not the best at admitting feelings and confessing love, so he puts his other hand on the other side of your face. You feel weightless as he pulls your face towards his, meeting your lips in a desperate kiss.
Before, the first time you kissed him, it was different, exploratory and adventurous, unknown and new, now it was a feeling you both had been chasing and dreaming about since. Yearning for each other's touch and company but both too scared to admit it or reach out. But he is so glad that you did.
The kiss intensifies as he starts taking steps guiding you to the couch but then he stops realizing he doesn't want to do this here, in this mess of a living room. He wants to bring you to his bed, he wants his sheets to smell like you, he wants you to sleep in his arms and stay the whole night and wake up beside him.
You squeal into the kiss as he lifts you up, wrapping his arms around your waist but not stopping the kiss, your feet only inches from the floor. You put a hand on his chest and he pulls away from the kiss allowing you to take a deep breath as a smile splits your face in two. He is so drunk on your touch that he simply can not contain himself.
"I don't understand, I loathe every person from Hogwarts, I hate most people I come into contact with, I have never had any issue with being alone until you. And now I'm haunted, I can't escape the thought of you."
"Oh Tommy, did you really miss me?" you ask with a giggle and he smiles, he actually smiles pressing his nose to yours for a moment before putting you down on his surprisingly cozy bed.
"Really, it's interfering with my studies." He jokes as he climbs on top of you.
"Dont worry, you can have both, I know how to stay out of the way."
Tom grabs you, flipping you around so that you're sitting on his lap now, your hot core pressing against him.
"The only thing in my way is anything that comes between me and you." He confesses and you lean down to meet his lips in a kiss, grinding slightly against him as your tongues mix together.
And at this moment, the rest of the world doesn't even matter. He lifts your dress over your head in one swift motion leaving you in your picturesque set of underwear.
"All this for me?" Tom teases as he barely wastes a second before taking the delicate decorative pieces off of you, gently tossing them onto the floor. Your arms wrap around his neck as he pulls you close, kissing down your neck leaving bruises after each harsh kiss. Claiming you as his property.
He kisses the sensitive skin across your breasts sending shivers through your body as you grind against his hard length still trapped under all of his clothing. You quickly start removing pieces, unbuttoning his loose shirt, fidgeting with the zipper until he finally gets himself free. You lift yourself up enough that he pushes your panties to the side for just a moment before fully ripping them off of you, cheap lace falling to the floor.
"I'll replace that." he mumbles before smashing his lips to yours. His fingers rubbing between your foldes spreading the wetness and pushing just his fingertips inside of you teasingly.
"Don't worry, I bought them for that reason." You manage to say in between kisses and moans as he turns you into a puddle.
He doesn't take long before he slides himself inside of you, spreading you apart in the familiar way you felt the last time you were together. Feeling so full as he bottoms out, hands holding your hips as you brace yourself on his shoulders.
He takes an abnormally long time before he starts moving so you lean close and start kissing his face in an affectionate way much different than your last encounter.
"You have taken over my life-" he pauses again, lost for words as he shakes his head just slightly but not enough to make you stop kissing him.
"It's okay Tommy," you tease him with the childish nickname as you lean close to his ear and whisper, "I think it's called falling in love."
And in that moment he realizes you're right but he is nowhere near ready to admit to that so he meets your lips in a kiss before you can notice the blush creeping across his cheeks.
Oh he loves you for sure, downright hopelessly, you both do but he's not quite ready to talk about that yet so he quickly flips you around giving him the control again. Your back is pressed against the surprisingly soft bed sheets as he quickly starts his thrusting. Pushing inside you relentlessly again and again. It's now that you hope you never have to meet his neighbors because they can definitely hear you.
It's not your fault, he's pounding into you, hitting all those deep spots that make your eyes squeeze shut as you dig your nails into his back with one hand and grab the nape of his neck, pulling the strands of his hair, with the other hand.
Your legs are wrapped tightly around him giving him full control of the pace. It only takes a few more minutes of this before he starts to slow down only slightly, hitting longer and deeper inside you making you squirm and squeeze around him as your walls flutter in pleasure and you couldn't open your eyes even if you wanted to.
"Are you gonna fill me up Tommy, I know you can be a good boy for me?" you ask in between moans and breaths for air. You hear him whimper at the nickname and try to bite his own tongue to hold it back, so he likes being called that, good to know.
"Is that what you want?" He asks, eager but with a hint of timidness that only you can sense in his voice.
"It's what I've been dreaming of ever since that night." You whisper into his ear followed by a long moan.
And that's all it takes, a few more brutal thrusts and your legs are clenching around him, his hold on your hips tightens even more before you both come undone, reaching your climax at the same time.
Feeling his seed spill into you makes your stomach spin as your worlds stop for a moment. "I love you, I love you I do.." he mumbles as he collapses on top of you, not crushing you with his full weight but still pinning you to the bed and making you giggle.
"I love you-" You giggle again as he kisses the side of your face and neck not bothered by the layer of sweat he has created there "- I love you and I don't want to leave this bed!"
"Good, or else I would have to tie you up." He teases, very glad that this admission of love wasn't being treated as a big deal, it just felt right. So relieved and pleased all at once because he doesn't even have to ask you to stay.
"Now... I wouldn't mind that." You joke back as he falls beside you, pulling you into his chest as your grab the strewn about blankets and pull one haphazardly over the two of you falling asleep in his arms in minutes, knowing that you will wake up in this exact same spot, in his arms, a place you can now call home.
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