#tom riddle reader

[darkladyslytherin]

The Riddles (Tom Riddle x Adult Fem!Reader x Tom Riddle Sr) - smut

Summary: What if Tom Riddle decided to share reader with his father just for one night?

Word count: 1.3k

Note: This is a highly NSFW fic, threesome, pure smut (you’ve been warned). Not proofread, sorry if this is bad. Based on this one-shot.

His wicked sense of humour

Suggests exciting sex..

“How often have you fantasised about this?” asked the younger Riddle, nibbling and licking the sensitive area of her ear. [Y/n] was laying down on her boyfriend’s chest, her left hand gripped around his wrist tightly while the other one tugged on Tom Sr’s hair.

The words stuttered past her lips. “A- a lot.”

Tom Riddle Sr, not an intruder, but an unexpected guest. The owner of the Riddle manor and also a filthy rich businessman. What an absolute surprise that he had joined the two love birds in their sweet little nest. 

[Y/n] let out a cute whimper as Tom Sr’s warm tongue lapped at her delicious folds. So sweet, so juicy, so gratifying was her flavour that he continued eating her out, groaning and relishing the taste of her cunt. He could feel her wetness soaking his lips but it only made him more excited. [Y/n]’s moans just tumbled out from her lips when Tom Sr gave her clit some attention, thumb rubbing lazy circles on it as his fingers fucked her wet pussy. She clenched down on them, squeezing, no doubt waiting for cocks to penetrate inside her holes.

The younger Riddle turned [Y/n]’s head to the side, he claimed her mouth in a searing kiss. Her head swam, and she welcomed the exploration of his tongue. Tom Marvolo Riddle savored and consumed her, with a kiss more aggressive than any he’d given her before. He hated sharing her, but that night was the only exception. To test and see how much of a whore his girlfriend would become, moaning and whimpering for his handsome muggle father whose features looked so much like him.

They could tell [Y/n] was close to reaching her orgasm as she moaned louder and louder against her boyfriend’s cheek, her legs began to shake uncontrollably. Tom Sr groaned into her pussy, his mouth vibrating onto her.

“Cum on my tongue, pretty girl.”

[Y/n] didn’t have to be told twice, with a high-pitched cry she came. She arched her back, chest heaving as her orgasm washed over her. It was as though she was rocking on the ocean and every wave drove those amazing pulses of sexual ecstasy through her. Tom Sr did an excellent job, pleasuring her with his skillful tongue and fingers. 

“You still want more, do you?” whispered Tom Jr lowly into the shell of [Y/n]’s ear.

She dipped her head down in a nod, a barely audible ‘yes’ fell from her lips as she said it shyly.

“I would like to try something… new,” said the younger Riddle darkly, voice dripping with lust. [Y/n] let out a tiny gasp as she caught a sight of Tom Sr pumping his impressive cock. It was about nine inches long. Adrenaline rushed through her, eager to feel his throbbing cock stretched her tight walls deliciously.

Tom Sr clearly didn’t care what he looked like at the moment, standing almost fully dressed with only his sleeves rolled up to reveal pristine alabaster skin and only his cock revealed at full salute through the opening of his trousers.

“I don’t turn down the chance to bed a gorgeous girl. I forgot how long it was when I’ve been with such a beautiful woman,” said the older Riddle, his voice getting deeper and rougher than usual. [Y/n]’s eyes met with a pair of darkening hues, glossed over with lust and desire for her body.

“Unfortunately she’s mine, father,” Tom Marvolo Riddle hissed, reminding his father of who she belonged to. “I allowed you to touch and satisfy her just for tonight, not more than that.” 

She had been lusting after his father. What was so special about Tom Riddle Sr that his son didn’t have? Yes, Tom Sr was older, of course he was more mature and more gentlemanly. He was a wealthy man, but what makes [Y/n] secretly drawn to him? Maybe because of the fact that Tom Riddle Sr was ageing like a fine wine, he still looked strikingly handsome in his early 40s, very elegant, incredibly attractive, he was literally an epitome of perfection.

At the same time, [Y/n] couldn't help but wonder about the thing that her boyfriend had said; he would like to try something new. What was it about exactly?

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She couldn’t think straight, two cocks moving inside her in the same rhythm, stuffing her arsehole and pussyhole to the hilt. Her boyfriend was lying back on the mattress, [Y/n] was on him. He positioned himself comfortably behind her, his knees bent as he planted his feet on the soft duvet cover. The dull pain started to fade away from her, replaced by pleasure. Her cries and moans sounded angelic to both men’s ears. Tom bucked his hips up, going a bit deeper inside her tight asshole.

Meanwhile, Tom Riddle Sr was on top of her, claiming her pussy just for one night. His early strokes were excruciatingly slow and torturous. He groaned out her name, his thick length finally making its way inside her completely. The feeling of being penetrated by two cocks made [Y/n] roll her eyes back in her head. Slowly and surely, she also started moving her hips along with his, urging him to move faster, but a strong arm that wrapped around her shoulders prevented her from moving too often. 

Tom Marvolo Riddle smirked menacingly as he decided to tease [Y/n] slightly, running his delicate thumb over her clitoris making her whine, her head was shaking side to side on his smooth chest.

“Tommy, it’s too much! I’m too sensitive,” [Y/n] let out a high-pitched whine.

“Awe, my baby is sensitive,” her boyfriend said with a teasing tone, continually smooching her flushed cheek.

Both men began to move their hips at an unrelenting pace. Their unison moans and [Y/n]’s cries echoed through the room along with skin slapping skin and squelching sound, which was incredibly pornographic. Their hands were everywhere, roaming around her body. A pair of hands came around from behind to cup her tits, toying and flicking her nipples. She was sobbing, her boyfriend cooed her and nipped her on her earlobe. 

[Y/n]’s juices from her first orgasm covered Tom Sr’s cock completely, well lubricated as he hit a particular spot in her. His face suddenly fell in her neck, biting and sucking onto her soft skin. The feeling of being fucked by the two gorgeous men was so thrilling. The air smelled like sex, heady and musky and intoxicating. [Y/n]’s perfect tits heaving up and down as her breathing quickens. Her mind couldn’t focus on anything other than persistent pounding from both cocks.

“Merlin [Y/n], your tight little arsehole takes my cock so well. Feel so good inside you,” her boyfriend said, bucking his hips against [Y/n]’s butt relentlessly, showing no mercy at all. Her moans of encouragement made him go faster and harder.

“The best cunt I’ve ever fucked,” Tom Sr let out an animalistic grunt. [Y/n] responded by clenching around him, making his pace stutter a bit. She could feel Tom Sr’s cock twitched in a desperate need to release inside her.

Their praises were enough to make her reach over her climax, she came first before them. She couldn’t help but utter a tight scream, heat spilled from between her thighs, the burning tendrils of fire drew through her as she exploded around Tom Sr’s cock.

The younger Riddle growled, giving her a few more thrusts until he stumbled over the edge, ready to combust. Hot loads of cum spurted inside [Y/n]’s asshole, filling her up. Tom Sr pulled out of her cunt, jerking off his cock rapidly as he kneeled down next to her head.

“Open your mouth, sweetheart.”

She happily complied. [Y/n] felt Tom Sr’s hot seed painted over her tongue and face, his release was long and powerful. Then Tom Sr guided his softened dick to her mouth. “Suck,” he ordered and she instantly wrapped her mouth around his cock, sucking and licking it clean.

“Good girl,” her boyfriend praised as he planted an open-mouthed kiss right on her shoulder.

Taglist: @lumosouls​ @dr4cking​ @just-wordsandthoughts @shrooms3000 @citrusdarling7 @onyxblackwinchester @riddlesvoid @thirstingovertoxicmen I’m too shy to tag too many moots lol :3

[darkladyslytherin]

Birthday Girl

Tom Riddle x Reader (Fluff + Smut)

Summary: Tom Riddle is being very romantic and soft with you especially on your birthday.

Word count: 1,878

Includes: ooc!Tom, romantic couple lol, tit sucking, oral sex (female!receiving), daddy kink, unprotected sex, squirting, smut in the end of the fic with fluffy ending.

Note: I had fun writing this one. Tom is too ooc 😂 Enjoy! 💚

You woke up to the sound of little birds chirping merrily outside the window. You slowly opened your eyes and the first thing you saw was an alarm clock on the nightstand.

7:20 am. You woke up ten minutes earlier on that day, which was your birthday.

“Happy birthday, love,” came a deep voice from behind you. You turned around and your eyes laid on your lover’s face that you oh so love to see everyday, Tom Riddle’s beautiful face. He was already staring at your face, smiling adoringly. Even though his curly hair was usually messy and unruly in the morning, he still looked extremely handsome.

“Morning, darling. Thank you for the birthday wish. I’m so grateful to have you in my life, Tom,” you grinned.

“I’m very lucky to have a cute girlfriend like you, [Y/n],” Tom said before suddenly attacking your face with kisses. You squealed delightedly. He let you cuddle him for a few more minutes as you felt very comfortable and warm in his loving embrace.

“Go take a shower, baby. I’m going to make breakfast,” Tom got up from your shared bed and lightly threw a pillow on your butt. You giggled as he attempted to drag you out of bed, but his effort was fruitless when you rolled and wrapped yourself up with the blanket, like a burrito.

He let out an audible sigh.

Nevermind, just let her be a brat on her birthday.

3:40 pm, Diagon Alley.

You two went shopping at Diagon Alley that afternoon. The weather was perfect, the cobblestoned streets were less crowded during that time as most of the witches and wizards preferred to shop their things in the morning.

Tom had bought some birthday presents for you. He remembered back in the day during winter at Hogwarts, you loved to spend your free time outside the castle to catch the prettiest snowflake and then showing it to Tom.

“Tom, come here. Look at this pretty snowflake!” you said enthusiastically.

Tom approached you, your hand stretched out towards him. He looked at it uninterestedly.

“It seems to me that you’re prettier than this snowflake,” Tom gave a matter-of-fact answer.

“Um.. uh, thanks?”

Nothing in the world could stop the smile that gradually crept on both of your faces.

The two of you were attached to each other’s hip, walking side by side on the stone ground, his broad hand holding your small one.

“Tom, I’m craving ice cream,” you whined.

“Yeah? Let’s go get some then,” Tom said smoothly.

You and Tom spent some more time enjoying ice cream at Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlour.

“Mmm this chocolate flavour is so delicious! Thank you Tommy,” you happily thanked him for buying your ice cream.

“Stop calling me Tommy, [Y/n],” Tom rolled his eyes. “Finish your ice cream quick before we- there is some chocolate on your cheek, love.”

Tom gently wiped off the cream from your cheek, secretly admiring at how sloppy you looked when eating ice cream.

How oblivious she is, he thought.

Later in the evening, Tom was taking you out for dinner at a fine dining restaurant. It was a muggle restaurant which was located in the heart of London. Arriving to see that he had reserved a table beside the floor-to-ceiling windows, providing the two of you with panoramic views of the city.

“Tom, this restaurant looks hella expensive,” you whispered to him as you scanned the lavishly decorated restaurant.

“Shh, sweetheart. We rarely dine out at luxurious restaurants like this one. But tonight, an exception is called for, birthday girl,” Tom merely smirked at you before taking a sip of his wine.

After a few minutes, a meal was served and both of you enjoyed a candlelit dinner together. The sound of smooth jazz music and soft chatter filled the warm air.

“Do you like your new necklace, love?” Tom asked. His eyes flickered over the sparkling necklace that laid across your neck.

“Of course darling, I love it! And the journal too. Thank you so much my love, you’re spoiling me,” you chuckled. He bought you a snowflake pendant necklace and also a journal with your name permanently engraved in gold letters on the leather cover. He had noticed that you love journaling, so why not buy the journal too.

“Well.. that’s exactly my plan, to spoil my girlfriend on her birthday,” he took your hand and brought it to his lips, kissing your knuckles as he winked at you.

“You’re very charming, you know that,” you stared at him lovingly with your doe eyes.

“And you’re very cute, you know that,” Tom responded back. “Oh, there is your cake.”

You turned your head around to see a waiter approaching your table with a mini birthday cake on his palm.

Tom thanked the waiter as he put your cake on the table, then the waiter bowed slightly with a smile and left. Tom’s attention was now fully on you. “Surprise. Happy birthday once again, [Y/n]. I hope you like the cake.”

“Awe, you’re so sweet, Tom. Thank you! I love you so so much!”

A thank you wasn’t really enough to express how grateful and overjoyed you’ve felt.

“I love you so much more, [Y/n]..” Seriously, you were the only one that he deeply felt in love with. You were the one that would understand him, to prove to him that he was capable of love and to shower him with affection and happiness. He wanted to take care of you, to love you and to cherish you. On your birthday, it was the time for him to reciprocate your love towards him and to show his appreciation by treating you like a queen. “You’re the love of my life. Now, make a wish.”

You closed your eyes and the first thing that came to your mind was-

I want to marry you, Tom Marvolo Riddle, you opened your eyes then you blew the candles.

In the silence of the night, Tom was making love to you. You closed your eyes at once when his lips were on yours, kissing you passionately. You melted into the kiss, the pool of desire in between your thighs driving you to let him slip his tongue in your mouth. Tom’s mouth was moving expertly against yours. His tongue was sinful as it danced against your own, exploring your mouth that tasted just like vanilla.

Tom’s lips trailing down to your jaw, neck and your chest. Then he looked up at you, a wide grin spreading on his face before he continued his work of pleasuring you, latching onto your nipple with insistent hunger.

You could feel him smirked as you moaned at the sensation of having his soft lips wrapped around your perked bud. He rolled your nipple between his teeth, his free hand coming up to lightly twist the other one as well. The feeling of having your breasts given attention like that was so good, so pleasurable that you almost reached your high right there.

Your eyes snapped open when his finger dipped between your folds to rub circles on your clit. Soft moans falling from your lips as your hips involuntarily grind against his hand to create some friction. His eyes were locked on yours as you stared back into his dark ones. You allowed yourself to get lost into their depth, drowning in the ocean of darkness.

“You’re so wet already. I want to taste your sweet little pussy.”

You nodded at him. Eager to feel his warm tongue against your cunt.

Tom’s hands gripped your thighs tightly, his head lowering down till he tasted your sweet arousal. You cried out in passion and lust, squirming in your bed when his tongue flickered across your pussyhole, lapping at your clit like his life depended on it. Tom’s dark and disheveled hair was tickling your inner thighs as he sucked on your clit. Then he rubbed your clit ferociously with his slender fingers whilst his tongue teased your opening, drinking away all of your juices.

Within no time, you found yourself screaming his name as your first orgasm of the night finally washed over you. You tugged on his curly hair earning a groan and hiss from him. You shook under him uncontrollably and he only continued to suck you clean, not letting a drop of your sweet essence go to waste.

“You look so beautiful when you’re like this, all messy for me,” Tom’s lips hovered above yours.

“Shut up and kiss me now,” you grabbed his chin and kissed him ardently, willing to taste your own cum that was still coated on his lips and tongue.

“Fuck me daddy,” you said confidently.

“Daddy?” he laughed at you. “As you wish, My Lady.”

“More, please Tom, more…” You finally muttered, once you had let the feeling of pleasure and pure ecstasy overpower your senses. Tom’s cock felt so delicious inside you, continually stretching your velvet walls over and over as he fucked you through the night.

“What do you want, babygirl?” Tom dirtily whispered into your ear, nibbling it. You only gasped, running your hands around his broad back.

“Harder, yes!” you almost came as his throbbing member hit your sweet spot repeatedly, moaning and moaning as your boyfriend continued to satisfy you. You screamed as you felt yourself cream on his cock, your silky pussy wrapping tightly around his length and you felt your walls contract around him.

Tom willed himself not to come just yet, holding back from reaching his release as you came around him. Your tight little cunt squirting all over him had him shaking in pleasure, wanting to release all of his seed inside you.

Tom quickly turned you to the side, moving behind you as he started fucking you from sideways. He raised one of your legs up in the air, pushing himself deep inside you. He wanted to make you come more than once, to make you remember this erotic moment with him and making you fully his.

You could hardly hold your leg up, your chest heaving and you were out of breath. He continued entering you from behind, making the bed beneath you two shake.

“What a tight little pussy you have, [Y/n]. Does that feel good?”

You desperately nodded against him. “Yes, daddy! Your cock feels so good inside me.”

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum,” Tom groaned.

“Yes… me too!” you moaned loudly.

Tom bit your shoulder as he reached his own high. He couldn’t hold back anymore, hot loads of cum were shot inside you, covering your tight walls with his white semen. The feeling of his cum hitting your womb and his throbbing cock twitching inside you made you orgasm once more, your mouth forming into a little o as your eyes rolled back.

You both stayed in that position, still heaving and panting in the afterglow of your love-making session. Tom kept you tightly wrapped in his hold, hugging you close to him, wouldn’t let you go. After a long silence, he whispered into your ear.

“Marry me, [Y/n].”

The realisation hit you hard when you suddenly remembered that he was a Legilimens.

Both of you already knew your answer would be positive.

[darkladyslytherin]

His Good Little Pet

Hi, here is a short drabble. Pet play, reader is Tom Riddle’s kitten.

Pairing: Tom Riddle x fem!reader (fluff + slight smut)

Tom Riddle sipped his cup of breakfast tea, his unoccupied hand rubbing his eyes as he made his way back to the bedroom. He’s an early riser. Like always, he woke up before you and made a big breakfast for you and him. He let you sleep for a few more minutes just to wake you up by peppering your face with kisses.

He crawled onto the mattress carefully and pulled the blankets away from your body, smiling as you curl yourself like a kitten, eyes still heavy and too sleepy to look at your boyfriend’s handsome features.

You’re his kitten.

“Good morning, kitty,” Tom buried his nose into the crook of your neck, causing you to giggle at the sudden tickling sensation.

Sometimes, you struggle to wake up early on weekend mornings because you love sleep and you feel reluctant to get out of a warm and comfy bed. You whined and hid yourself under the blankets again. You felt his hands grabbing your waist under the thick blankets. He yanked your naked body to sit on top of him, making you yelp.

“Is my little pet sleepy?” Tom asked, his tone smooth and sweet, like honey. He was holding your hips against his visible crotch and making you face him by grabbing your chin.

You gave him a lazy smile that made his heart melt at your cuteness, but soon enough you acted naughty by playfully nibbling his beautiful nose.

“Sweetheart, stop, without biting! Ugh,” he slapped your bare thigh audibly and you started rolling your hips, your arousal already damping your panties.

“You’re needy, huh? I think it would be better if you’re on a leash.” 

You whined needily at his sentence, gazing at his hand reaching the black leather collar on the nightstand. You stayed still like a good little pet as he wrapped the collar around your delicate neck, tight enough for him to pull you whenever he wanted with the leash.

“Ah!” You jerked when Tom’s elegant fingers reached your clothed core and rubbed your clit lightly, encouraging you to hump yourself on his hard cock. “Master!”

The pressure against your sensitive nub was enough to make you cum. The thought of Tom could easily pull his boxers down and fuck you mercilessly just made you even more aroused and you were willing to take whatever he was giving to you without complaints.

Tom pressed his crotch against your pussy firmly, mimicking your desperate moves to cum and holding the leash close to his face, making you look deeply into his dark, obsidian eyes. For him, you looked so beautiful at the moment and he swiped his tongue against your right nipple, making you shiver.

“Fuck—kitten, you look so fucking pretty like this,” he panted, one hand on the leash and the other guiding your hips against his cock, the precum damping his boxers. 

“You’re gonna cum just by this, kitten? Just at the feeling of my cock rubbing your clit?” As your master asked, you nodded exasperatedly. His deep, seductive voice made your toes curl. “Go on, then, cum for your master, my pathetic little pet.”

Just a few more seconds until you cum, your cunt spasming and clenching around the air. You saw Tom cumming too, he bited his bottom lip and his cum soaked the dark green fabric of his boxers. He pulled you close to kiss your lips and rub your back.

“How about you clean up this mess now, pet?”

Tagging some moots who might be interested: @lumosouls​ @dr4cking​ @voldemortslut​ @getouttofmyhead​ @b-aobao​ @riddlesvoid​ @onyxblackwinchester​ @noirsabattoir​ @shrooms3000​ @just-wordsandthoughts​ @sarcastic-sourwolf​ @honestlywhythoidontunderstand​ @shibble

[darkladyslytherin]

Tom Riddle Masterlist

Hi, welcome to my reading/writing blog 💚

One-Shots:

• The Riddles 

Tom invited his girlfriend to spend the holidays with him at his father’s house in Little Hangleton. [Y/n] was getting anxious because it would be the very first time for her to meet Tom Riddle Sr. The worst of it, the older Riddle had taken an interest in her since he met her.

• Dominance

Tom Riddle shows his possessive behaviour by fucking reader whilst his ‘friends’ are watching, driven by his jealousy.

• Party Animal, Halloween (00s AU!)

Tom gets horny after seeing you in a revealing Halloween costume.

• Birthday Girl

Tom Riddle is being very romantic and soft with you especially on your birthday.

• The Riddles - smut

What if Tom Riddle decided to share reader with his father just for one night?

• His Good Little Pet

Pet play, reader is Tom Riddle’s kitten.

• Lost

Reader got lost in the forest until she saw a manor and went there.

• Mischievous - Tom Riddle x James Potter

James learns the consequences of bully-flirting with his one year senior Tom Riddle.

[darkladyslytherin]

Dominance - Tom Riddle x Fem!Reader (Smut)

Summary: Tom Riddle shows his possessive behaviour by fucking reader whilst his ‘friends’ are watching, driven by his jealousy.

Word count: 888

Warnings: NSFW, cheating, smut (public fucking), unprotected sex, rough!Tom, spanking (mentions once), jealous!Tom, degradation, slight choking, it’s a dark Tom Riddle content, don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with this idea.

Note: Thanks to @little-diable for proofreading this fic.

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“Where is Rosier?” Questioned Tom to his Death Eaters as he roughly dragged [Y/n] by her wrist. He looked furious. [Y/n] yelped in pain as Tom finally let go of her, bruises already forming around her wrist. Tom sauntered confidently inside the Room of Requirement without sparing a single glance at his followers, the door behind him vanishing.

A group of Death Eaters divided themselves into two portions and presented a familiar Slytherin student situated at the very back of the crowd, Rosier. He seemed nervous. His Adam's apple bobbing in his throat as Tom advanced towards him and stopped in front of him, eyes looking down at him. Rosier was too scared to look him directly in the eyes. 

Tom did find out about a little rendezvous between Rosier and [Y/n] last Friday night.

Tom Riddle was an excellent student in Hogwarts. The epitome of perfection he was. Everyone loved him and professors adored him the most of all students enrolled in the magical institution. Well, except Dumbledore, of course.

Tom knew when people lied to him, thanks to the art of Legilimency. He knew that his little slut [Y/n] liked having sex. Not only with him, but also with some of his followers, the so-called Death Eaters. He tried so many different ways to tame and control her into submission but she was defying him at every turn, to the point where it did make him so possessive over her. It was driving him insane.

[Y/n] wouldn’t admit it last Friday night, she’d met Rosier in an abandoned empty classroom for a quick fuck. Tom was at the meeting with the prefects. She couldn’t stop herself from doing it because she was so bored without Tom by her side. She needed some entertainment at least for that night. Such a whore.

The truth however, was revealed soon enough. Tom wanted his girlfriend to confess her sin that she’d already committed against him.

“It was Rosier.” [Y/n] spilled out after taking a sip of tea Tom gave her. She gasped and hurriedly covered her mouth. ‘Bloody hell-’

He added Veritaserum to her drink. A powerful truth serum, damn it. She was in deep trouble.

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Dimly lighted room, the only source of light came from the fireplace. The hungry eyes of the Death Eaters roaming over the way Tom’s back muscles moved as he fucked her on the table. His curls falling loose, her back arched as skin slapped hard against skin. The sound of moans, whines and grunts were echoing inside the Room of Requirement.

She should be embarrassed as her ‘boyfriend’ shamelessly fucking her while his followers, his Slytherin gang were watching. But all she could feel and think of was Tom, how good he was making her feel at the moment, how he was driving her insane as his hips brutally met hers. Strings of loud moan bled from her open mouth as Tom thrusted his cock deeply into her tight cunt. Her legs were enveloping his waist and bringing him closer to her in a desperate attempt to feel more of him. 

Above [Y/n], Tom was barely making any sounds, very much unlike his slut who seemed to be merrily taking an impression of a wanton whore, whining and whining. Fingers curling, tapered nails dragging and leaving possessive red marks down his back. Her actions triumphantly garnered a louder grunt from that man.

The Death Eaters were allowed to watch, but the only ones allowed to have pleasure was their Lord and his precious Lady. They were not allowed to come undone as long as Tom and [Y/n] were still in the room.

Tom linked his lips with hers with urgence and dominance, his tongue demanding access to explore her mouth. She let her mouth open, mewling as they moved their tongue together in sync.

He pulled away from the kiss. Flipping her over, embarrassment crashed upon her as she faced the group of spectators seated at the long table. 

“Such a pathetic slut. You like it huh when I fuck your pretty cunt like this, while they’re watching?” He spanked her arse harshly.

“Yes, m-my Lord!” She moaned loudly.

Tom's left hand gripped around her throat whilst his right hand toying with her clit. He pressed his lips against the shell of her ear, licking the sensitive area to which she generously responded. “Tell them, who do you belong to? Say it!” 

“You. I belong to you. I only want you, my Lord! Please!” She cried out.

His hips relentlessly met against hers with abandon vigor, repressed moaning and grunts enrapturing his gritted teeth. 

“Tom!” Her scream came out in splits, she came first before him. Her vision has been shrouded and all she could perceive was the shift of blur and focus on her beloved Lord as he pleased her and himself. Warm white fluid spurted into her hole, and her mind went blank as she surrendered to the feeling of his cum shooting inside her pussy and oozing out of her seal.

A feeling of pride swelled in Tom’s chest as he’d claimed her in front of his followers. He hated sharing her. She was his and his only.

Regardless that Rosier was a loyal follower, he must be punished pretty soon.

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Side note: This is how I imagine Rosier looks like-