Harry Potter x Reader Oneshots!

Needs:) - Tom Riddle

INTENSE SMUT Y'ALL! I'm getting back into my Tom Riddle era! Enjoyyy<3
-imma start doing warnings so y'all know what to expect:)-

*dirty talk, overstim, extreme sensuality, descriptive words (if that can be a warning?) tom being aggressive but in an acceptable way? (lmao idk how to put warnings, anywayyy)*

It was a horrid Spring evening, humid with no trace of rain. I sat up in my dorm, magicking a fan to blow sweet air into my face as I read. I was immersed in a wonderful book, something from a Muggle bookshop that I picked up last time I was in London. 

It was called the Goldfinch, and it was about a young boy who accidentally stole a famous piece of art. 

I was almost done with the novel, and I was aching to tell Tom about it. Theo (the main character of the book) reminded me of Tom so acutely that sometimes it made me giggle. Just his mannerisms, the way the author wrote his thoughts made me feel as if I were in Tom's mind. 

A knock came at the door, startling my concentration. The fan dropped and my book closed as I went over to see who was there. 

 "Tom?"

The handsome seventh year stood leaning against my doorway, a small cocky smirk spreading against his lips. 

 "Hey Y/l/n. What are you up to on this fine evening?"

I smirked right back, copying his posture. 

 "Nothing much. Just reading that novel I've been dying to talk to you about,"

His eyes brightened. "Oh yeah? I've actually got some time right now, if you don't mind me coming in..."

He reached out, still smiling down at me and grabbed the hem of my shirt. I let him push me back into my room, and he closed the door softly with his foot. 

 "Tom," I sighed as he tucked his head under my tee and began to suck on my breasts. I was braless- he ran his hands up and down my spine, giving me goosebumps and making me arch into him. 

 "Tom I actually wanted to talk to you," I panted, feeling his lips suck hickeys onto my chest. God, he made me crazy. 

 "Mhmm later. We have all night, sweet," he mumbled, rubbing his fingers under my waistline. 

 "Tom-" my breath hitched "I-"

 "Y/n," he pulled away suddenly, his eyes flinty. I immediately missed his warmth. "I need you," he breathed. 

I was surprised at first. He was almost never this honest with me. But I wrapped my hair around the curls at the nape of his neck and brought him down for a kiss. 

His lips moved urgently against mine, tongue prodding between my teeth. I bit down softly, and he groaned. 

He eased me back onto the bed, laying me down softly as he trailed kisses down my neck. 

 "Stay there," he said, smirking as he pulled away, taking off his shirt. 

I watched, biting my lower lip as he unbuckled his pants. 

 "Undress yourself," he panted, sliding out of his boxers. His dick was hard, bouncing up against his abdomen. I could feel myself getting wet as I lifted off my shirt. 

He eyed me up and down as I stood, wiggling out of my shorts and panties. Our clothes lay scattered on my floor as he pushed me back onto the mattress. 

I bit my lip, grinning as he propped himself up, staring down at me. 

 "You're beautiful," he said, leaning on an arm to trace the contours of my face. 

I blushed, turning to the side. He pulled me back to meet his gaze, hesitiating before pressing a slow kiss to my lips. 

I could feel him manuvering himself, lining up his cock with my cunt. 

 "Mhm," I chuckled, slipping my arms around his neck and drawing him to rest his cheek against my neck. 

He slid into me, groaning as he bottomed out. I let out a high-pitched moan, eyelids fluttering as I felt him twitch inside me. 

 "Fuck, I'm not going to last," he said, beginning to flex against me slowly. 

 "Ugh, Tom..." I moaned, rolling my hips up against his. 

He began to move faster, his chest sliding against mine. He was losing his self control, I could tell. I tugged on his hair, make him grunt and thrust quicker. 

It was incredibly hot in my room. Our bodies clapped together, making the most pornographic sounds. His forehead was damp with prespiration as he pressed it against mine. 

 "I'm- uhhh..." his jaw dropped as he came inside me, twitching against my walls. 

He pulled out, still straddling me. My hand dropped to my clit, eyes on him as I rubbed myself. 

 "Tommy?" I moaned, arching off the bed.

 "Move your hand," he said, dropping two fingers to my mouth to suck on. 

I did, clenching my hand in the sheets as he lowered his mouth to my clit, breathing on me before shoving his tongue inside me. 

I rolled my hips into his face as he rubbed me impossibly fast, his callused thumb making me feel so good. I swirled my tongue around his fingers, pretending it was his cock. 

I could feel myself slipping away, heading to that magical, orgasmic place, but then he stopped. 

 "Tom?" I squeaked, feeling tears rise to my waterline. 

 "I'm gonna make you cream, sweet," he said, smirking devilishly. 

My eyes widened. "Tom, no, I can't handle much-"

He shoved three fingers inside me, putting intense pressure on my G-spot. 

 "Fuck Tom!" I screamed, arching off the bed. 

He moved quickly, tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth. He was so focused. 

 "You can do it love, squirt all over my arm"

I felt this heavy thing resting on my lower abdomen. I felt like I was burning up, like I was about to explode. 

My eyes rolled back- I saw white as I came, writhing on the mattress. 

 "Good job love," I heard Tom say. 

I felt him press a soft kiss to my inner thigh. 

God, this man. 

Y'all this was the most intense thing I've ever written. I really had to put some thought into it lmaooo hope you enjoyed<3