Warnings: Aphrodisiac, Virgin! Reader, Mad corruption kink, Oral (f!receiving), Fingering, Nipple play, Reader doesn't give verbal consent- but consent is given, Tom is obsessed with the reader, P in V sex, Overstimulation, Creampie, VERY DARK THEMES - I'm sorry I went a little insane while writing this
Word count: 2,056
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Tom had recently picked up a new fascination with potion making. And you were the naive witch who agreed to be his test subject. He wasn't stupid however, he already knew what the potion would do to you. But you didn't have to know that fact.
Your feet hung off the edge of his bed, his dorm nestled in the Slytherin tower, his favorite place in the whole castle. Maybe he was a hypocrite for it, but he liked the way people's skin crawled when they walked near it. You cupped the bottle in your hands, swirling the liquid a little.
"Remember to drink all of it."
You look up at the brunette standing before you, giving him a soft nod of your head. You bring the bottle to your lips and close your eyes when the strongly sweet liquid starts filling your mouth. Tom watched you down the potion, a grin spreading across his face as his plan is set into fruition. Once you were finished he took the empty bottle from your hands, setting it on his desk. He then picked up some parchment and a quill, prepared to write down your reactions.
"It should take a few minutes for it to work."
Tom informs you, scribbling something down. It wasn't anything important, he wasn't here to write a paper on you. He admired you sitting on his bed. Your uniform skirt came just below your knees, frilly socks adorning your ankles. That was one thing you always liked about Hogwarts, the option to choose the bottoms to your uniform. Most girls chose the pants option, but you always admired the frill of a skirt.
Tom liked that about you, it's why he specifically asked you over every other girl. Your naivete, your innocence, the fact that you were so trusting of him. There was a rumor that you had never even kissed someone yet. A complete virgin, and he wanted to be your first. After a few minutes of waiting, your body started to feel hot. And tingly too, as if your senses were heightened.
"What was that potion..? Is it supposed to make me feel all hot?"
Tom smiled at your soft voice, a clear panic set in your eyes. You nervously fiddle with your fingers, waiting for a response. He placed his hand on top of your head, then moved it down to cup your cheek.
"It was an aphrodisiac, love."
He said it so calmly and sweetly, as if it was the most normal thing and you were stupid for questioning him. He loved the confused glimmer in your eye. You had no idea what you had just gotten yourself into.
"It makes you.. aroused."
He was going to use more innocent terms for you, but decided it would be better if he was blunt. Your eyes widen, heat pooling in your lower abdomen.
"Why.. why would you give me that?"
Your questioning voice was adorable. The way you tried to act tough, but the slight quiver in your voice gave you away. Tom brings his the end of his quill under your chin, holding back a grin.
"I told you. It's for research."
He discards the parchment and writing utensil, leaning closer to you. You lean away from him, your breathing turning into distress. Tom doesn't back away, so within seconds your back is pressed against his mattress. A smile spreads across his lip, his hand touching your thigh. He caresses it for a few seconds before pushing your skirt up your legs. You instinctively clamp your legs shut, a look of distain crosses his face.
"I thought you wanted this?"
You struggle to find the words to reject him. You didn't want your first time to be like this. But you couldn't stop the aching that came from between your legs. You needed him and you knew it. He shifts to fit in between your thighs, kisses the inside of one.
"It's okay, love. I'll take care of you. Make you feel good."
Tom didn't wait before pulling your underwear off, tossing it to the ground. He stared in awe at the sight of your dripping cunt. He imagined having you like this a million times. Pounding you into the mattress, making you cum so many times that you pass out. But to actually see you bare in front of him, it was like a dream come true. He moves his hands under your thighs and lifts them up a bit. Bringing his face closer to your heat, you held your breath in anticipation. His tongue gives a teat swipe up your folds, pulling a gasp out of you.
Tom's heart jumped at the sound, he wanted to see what other sounds he could drive out of you. So, he buries his face in between your thighs, immediately licking up your clit. A whimper escapes your lips and you cover your mouth with your hand. Tom's lips wrap around your bundle of nerves and suckles. You moan so sweetly, bucking your hips up into him. He works hard, sucking on it a little harsher, twirling his tongue around it. He moves his tongue to your precious hole, swirling around it as well. Tom prodded at your entrance, listening to your moans and whines. Then he pulls away from your cunt, looking down at you.
"You're so needy for me, love."
He brings his fingers and picks up some of your arousal with the pads of them. He rubs his fingers on you clit, making you thighs twitch. Tom does this for a second before bringing his digits to your entrance. He starts pushing his middle finger into you, making you gasp and you eyes widen.
"Have you not touched yourself before, baby?"
You shake your head no, biting on your lip to hold back your moans. He slightly chuckles, his other hand unbuttoning your uniform. His finger continues to push into you and soon it's buried to his palm. Tom wiggles it, causing you to squirm. He pulls your button-up off your chest and pulls down your bra. You whine when his hand roughly grabs one of your breasts. He shushes you, thrusting his finger in and out of you now.
Tom brushes his tongue over your nipple then skillfully takes it into his mouth. His finger continued to slowly thrust into for a few minutes before adding a second one. The feeling of the stretch caused you to dig your fingers into the green duvet that covered his bed. Your pussy made an embarrassing squelching sound, revealing how wet you were. Once you adjusted to his second finger he thrusted them faster into you.
Your moans were so sweet, so perfect, just for him. Tom wanted to capture them in a bottle and carry it around in his robe pocket. He never wanted to see you talking to one of those useless Gryffindor boys in the Great Hall. He wanted to be the only one you looked at that way. The more Tom thought about it, the more frustrated he got. He abruptly pulls his fingers out of you, licking them clean.
"You taste so delicious, my love."
He made quick works of his clothes and the rest of yours. Admiring your body for a second, he lightly trails his hands over your abdomen down to your hips. He places him self in between your thighs, his cock painfully hard and leaking. This is what you did to him. Turned him from a high level wizard to a low level slut. Tom wanted to take his frustrations out on you. To break you until you'd forgotten every spell you learned. You wouldn't need magic if you were with him. He'd give you a good life, an easy life, away from the dangers of the wizarding world. He would provide a better life than any Gryffindor or Hufflepuff ever could.
Tom bumps the head of his cock into your clit a few times, watching you squirm. Then, he guided it into you, effectively making you hiss in pain. The stretch was worse than his fingers, it felt like being split in two. Your eyes clamped shut for a second as tears began to slip from your glassy eyes, reaching out for him. He complied, lacing his fingers with yours and pressing your arms into the mattress. Tom didn't want to wait for you to adjust however, he was growing impatient within seconds. Maybe this could be punishment for all the times you ignored him before. But, he made the rash decision to push into you fully, bottoming out. In response you let out a cry, nearing a scream. Your body slightly thrashed, trying to get away from him.
"Stop that. You wanted this, remember?"
His voice was demanding now and it felt like a total tonal shift that would make your head spin. Tom grabs your cheeks in his hand and squeezes, making your lips pudge out. You clench around him and he groans. It was enough to make him start moving, and his pace wasn't slow either. It was rough and unforgiving. You weep from the pain, your legs shaking. Yet you couldn't vocalize the words to ask him to stop. Would he even if you asked? You hoped so. You really hoped so.
It took minutes of his deep thrusts for the pleasure to come to your body and the pain melt away. It came in a rush, a sudden flip of a switch in your body that had your head rolling back. Noticing you weren't crying from pain anymore, Tom picks up the pace with his thrusts, his hips smacking into yours. As your moans pick up again, he buries his face in your neck, softly kissing it. Soon you felt a twisting, fuzzy feeling in your stomach.
"Tom.. I feel weird.."
He grins at that and you could feel it against your skin. He pulls away from your neck, looking down at you. His free hand presses against your stomach, feeling where his cock reached inside of you, while his other still held yours.
"It's okay. Just let it happen, love."
Tom continues his fast paced thrust, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. Your body trembles as you cum, clenching hard around him. He fucks you through your high, but doesn't show any signs of stopping. You whine when his lips pull away from yours, your body feeling like a sauna. Sweat clung to your skin as your cunt pathetically wept around him. Tom drunk in your fucked out expression, feeling himself get closer.
He speeds up even more to bring himself to release. But that in turn overstimulates you, bringing your body close to having a second orgasm. Tom brings both his hands to grab your hips, making sure your body is firmly against the bed. That left your hands free and you opted to grab onto the duvet again.
"I'm going to cum inside you- Because you're mine from now on."
Tom says in between groans. And he meant it too. The both of you moan for each other, his names falling out of your lips like a spell. Your eyes roll back, focusing on his rough, fast, deep thrusts. The bed beneath you squeaked and you hoped that no one else could hear you. Like the rush of running water you came again, clenching around his cock like a vice. You cunt sucked and pulled him in. He felt drawn to it, like he couldn't live without it, or your adorable expressions. Studying the sight of your trembling body, he came right after you. Filling you up with his cum.
After you both calm down from your intense high, he pulls out of your swollen, messy cunt. Laying down beside you, he pulls you into his arms. He made a mental note to clean you, and his bed up after resting a little while. Tom kisses the side of your head, praising you for what a good job you did taking him. You never expected today would be the day that you had your first kiss, lost your virginity, and got a boyfriend. But you did, and honestly, you probably couldn't be more satisfied with your day as the potion wore off.
"I love you, so much, darling."
"I love you too, Tom."
Star's notes -> This is my first fic to ever reach 2k words. Anyways, as per the vote, here is the Tom Riddle aphrodisiac fic!
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“Wait..but she’s a slytherin and he’s a gryffindor and the chosen one. How do they even work?”
“He doesn’t look at the colors she wears, you idiot. He looks at her heart, even though her mouth isn’t that sweet but whatever floats his boat.”
The train ride to Hogwarts was different this year. It was colder and darker. James and Astrid were searching every compartment for their best friend Vienna. Recently, new things have happened to the older slytherin girl. Her relationship of 2 years suddenly ended over the summer, nothing but a letter from her old lover and the sadder look in her eyes to be proof of the situation. No one knew except for her mother, Astrid, and James.. And all they could do was to try their best and be the shards of life that the girl needed in times where her heart felt as cold as ice and as breakable as a glass vase.
“Vienna, where are youuu?!” James shouted as he banged on a seemingly occupied cabin. Astrid stood off to the side with her forehead on her hand watching as her friend embarrassed the both of them by his
The door slid open and a tall, pasty, blue eyed, platinum blond boy stood in front of them looking stolid and luxurious. “Your friend isn't here, you nuances.” The boy, better known as Draco Malfoy, looked away from James clad in his gryffindor robes and dark curls almost perfectly. He turns and glances at Astrid for a split second and feels a slight warmth in his chest when he notices the shorter, blue eyed, blonde girl dressed in her hufflepuff robes and holding a small, siamese cat in her arms. Astrid’s face turns pink and her mouth goes dry when she and Draco make eye contact. She looks down at the cat in her arms as she mutters a small apology to the slytherin boy and pushes James further down the train.
Astrid sighs, “Could you be ANY louder and disruptive dude?” “Could you be any more in love with that stuck up prick?” James retaliates and the bickering begins as they walk down the train corridor….
This story isn’t about Astrid and the infamous slytherin boy tho. This story is about how the boy who lived, helped a girl learn to live and love again.
The door to the last cabin on the train opened and a brunette girl with dark red streaks of hair stuck her head out of it as she heard the bickering of her younger friends down the row. Her dark eyes followed the two as a light chuckle fell from her lips. “Could you guys be any more disruptive?” Vienna smiles at the two as she steps out and opens her arms wide, awaiting a hug from the blonde girl and brunette boy.
“ACTUALLY. James was the one who started it so yeah.” Astrid set down the cat onto the cabin's velvet red covered seat and smoothed down her robes and adjusted her glasses. “I..yea no i did that. But you should have SEEN the look on her face when we banged on Malfoy’s door. It was truly comedic. I definitely wish i had a camera.
The older girl laughed and adjusted her dark green tie. “You guys are so weird sometimes. Anyways, how was your guy’s summer?” Vienna's voice softened as she sat down and pulled her black, Scottish fold cat into her lap….
The three friends laughed and joked around, eating candy from the trolley and talking about their summers, some better than others. Little did they know that in the cabin right beside theirs held the Golden Trio. Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter. The three friends everyone knew but didn’t always love. The three old friends laughed and reminisced as Harry told stories from his summer with Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. Hermione and Ron continued to talk about their summers but the lightning bolt scarred boy had drifted off into a different place. He had heard of Vienna and the irrelevant, idiot boys break up. Harry had noticed the girl several times, mainly when they were younger and she would stick up for the gryffindor trio when faced with Draco and whatever losers he had beside him that day. He would always notice her with her clashing dark green robes and dark red streaks of hair and always believed that she should have been in Gryffindor. She wasn’t mean or cruel or anything of the sort, at least not in the open or to him and his friends.
He had developed a tiny crush on the girl each year but in the third year of school, she got a boyfriend. A ravenclaw boy with tan skin, dark hair, and brown eyes. Harry thought he was too dumb to be a ravenclaw and when he broke up with the slytherin girl with a heart of gold, that confirmed everything Harry needed to know about the boy. Vienna had changed many times over the years. Short hair with bangs, long hair with blonde highlights, blue, purple, green, and red hair colors. She eventually stuck with the red in 4th year and Harry thought it suited her more than green or blue. But, that could have also just been his way of saying that she belonged with him in his own sweet way. Her eyes and freckles were his favorite thing about her. They were warm and bright but they also held a past and some sadness as well. She was loud and quiet when she needed to be. Always lending a helping hand or shoulder to cry on or a sweet smile and laugh when she didn’t want to be rude when her friends made an unfunny joke. She was just different from her house..and that's what Harry loved the most. Not that she was beautiful or smart or anything of the sort, but that she didn’t care that she would get hated on by those in her house for being kind to someone. That she welcomed everything and everyone with an open heart. Even if her heart was heavy and her mind was out of it. Now they were in 5th year and Harry had come up with a plan to get the girl. Even if people said she was weird or that they wouldn’t go together because he was a gryffindor and she was a slytherin. He knew and watched her with a smile and eyes full of wonder and intrigue. He had told his uncle Padfoot about her and that old Sirius Black couldn’t have been more ecstatic that his sweet nephew had a crush on someone.. Even if they were in the house that caused him a lot of trouble in his youth.
“Harry! Are you even listening to us? You seem like your brain is elsewhere..” Hermione asks with a tilted head and scrunched brow. “Yeah mate, you good?” Ron inquires with a mouth full of Bertie Botts Jellybeans. Harry snaps back into the real world outside of his head and looks at his friends. “Oh yeah! I’m fine just uh- did you guys know that vienna and that ravenclaw boy broke up? Apparently he was just using her to become popular or something like that..”
Hermione narrows her eyes at her dark haired friend. “I did hear about that.. Don’t tell me you're going to try and talk to her or ask her on a date. Haz.. she's a sweet girl but why can’t you just listen for one second and realize that maybe she just doesn’t think of you the same way and that you two might not be well together..?” “Mione, just trust me. Please.. You don’t know her like I do. She isn’t mean or anything of the sort. She’s just a girl who was hurt and stabbed in the heart but maybe she just needs a friend. Plus, she's always stuck up for us when Malfoy and his goons would come after us in school..she's like a constant defender when we’re tired from fighting. Why not be there for her now, hm? I can push aside a crush and be a friend.” Ron finishes chewing his last jellybean as he sighs. “You know..i agree with him mione. Plus who knows maybe she will fall for Harry.” The ginger haired boy shrugs and pops a saltwater taffy into his mouth. “Exactly. Thank you, Ron.” Harry says as he nods his head towards his friend with a slight chuckle and mischievous grin plastered on his face.
{ uhh yeah so like here's p.1! I'm def going to do a lot of x reader inserts bc I personally like those but I just thought this would be a good starter series! leave some requests plsss it would help a lot especially since this is my first story and I actually enjoyed writing this soo much. ill put a list of my fandoms in my page and y'all can js send reqs! feel free to leave commentary but please be kind. :)