Babydoll ━━ tom riddle ✓

𝒊𝒗 - 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔

    Tom sucked and bit at Eloise's neck, leaving a trail of lovebites in its place. They were sitting inside the room of requirement like usual, a blazing fire beside them to keep them from shivering due to the shifting weather. Tom planned on telling Eloise about his plan to find the locket but he knew she wouldn't be very keen on the idea, so he was making sure she wouldn't be able to deny him.

    "Tom," Eloise moaned. He kissed more roughly, deepening their kiss. "Babydoll," Tom replied, pushing her down against the sofa. Tom scrunched up her skirt and softly caressed her thighs. After many more passionate kisses, Tom attempted to pull away but was quickly pulled back by Eloise. "Wait," she whispered. Tom smirked, she was so needy. Tom pulled away from her, causing Eloise to sit up in disappointment. 

   "Winter break is arriving," Tom began. Eloise nodded. "I was hoping we could go to Paris over the break," he finished. "Why?" she questioned, her eyebrows furrowed. "I require something there but I don't want to go alone, would you want me to spend all of Christmas break, alone?" 

  Tom's words came out like silk, smooth and shiny. How could Eloise not feel sympathetic? Her lover was going to spend all of the winter break alone, Christmas, alone. "I'll go with you," she smiled, and Tom smirked at how blinding it was. 

He was going to ruin her.