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Ulterior Motives

author: Swellwriting (on ao3)

summary: Tom riddle x reader where he does the deed only bc he is trying to get something out of her (an artifact/information, idk) but then at the end feels guilty for some reason and stays with her ???

this one-shot wants to make me yell/sing deepthroat by cupcakKe😭🤚

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' She's pretty ', he thinks to himself, he's not sure why he never noticed you at Hogwarts, perhaps that's a good thing. He was prone to hating anyone from Hogwarts that he had to put up with, they seemed to get in his way. But you would be the exact opposite.

' She's pretty ', he thinks again as your dress falls to the ground. Your underwear contrasts your skin, you look delicate, it makes him nervous .

All he really needed was a way into your house, and coming home with you in the guise of sleeping together was the easiest method. He originally thought he would get in the house, hex you and take the dark magic artifact that had been passed down to you from your deceased uncle. He should be hexing you right now, not watching you intently as the bulge in his pants throbs painfully.

It was something he never really bothered with before, sex, it seemed like a waste of time and effort and he didn't like dealing with the aftermath. He had done it yes , but with girls who understood this was a purely physical act.

But he can't deny the way his heartaches or the way he yearns to touch you as your bra falls to the ground.

You have a smirk on your face. Trying to play along, acting like you don't know exactly what his plan is, you aren't stupid, you know he wants that weird thing that gives you creepy vibes that your dead uncle gave you. Frankly, he can have it, you have no use for it.

You expected him to have tried to take it by now but you can see by the look on his face, the blush on his cheeks that's betraying him, and the bulge in his pants giving him away.

Tom Riddle actually wants to fuck you, huh, what a night.

You walk towards him, he's sitting on the edge of your bed as you straddle his lap.

He's very calm, looking up at you, his dark eyes and dark messy hair make you swoon. You heard he's an awful man but he's been nothing but sweet to you, and you hate the way his dashing looks make your heart melt.

"You know I've heard things about you, Tom, rumours at Hogwarts that you were this dark edgy guy,"

He hums in response as his hands roam your bare skin, you grind against him and push your hands up his partially buttoned shirt, feeling the soft skin of his torso.

"You seem like a sweet flustered mess right now to me, I thought you'd be more, demanding."

"Do you want me to be?" He asks plainly, looking at your face, analyzing you.

"I want you to be yourself, be comfortable with me," you coo as you kiss his cheek and then down his neck. You feel him gulp against your lips as you smile, biting his neck gently.

He wishes he could be more confident but you're just destroying him, he feels like a fool but all he can think about is how soft your thighs are as he squeezes the skin in his hands.

Your core is hot against his clothed cock, all you are wearing is a small pair of lace panties, which makes you realize he is far far overdressed.

"Is the scary Tom Riddle gonna let me undress him, or is being naked too vulnerable for you?" You tease and it makes him smile, he likes how bold you are.