Summary: You both share a small argument in the beginning which leads to Tom leaving a mark on you as a sign for Abraxas.
Word count: 1,375
I was busy yelling and scolding Tom for his flirty behavior towards Bellatrix.
"You keep talking to her as if she's your girlfriend" I spat harshly.
"If you like her so much to be with her" I added on angry at Tom.
He sat on the sofa in front of me as I paced back and forth in front of him. Tom was leaning back up against the dark sofa with a cup of whiskey in his hand. His eyes observed me as he took small sips.
"Stop doing that" I said crossing my arms looking away from him. Gosh I hated how good he looked. He was still in his suit, handsome but I was still angry with him.
He had a meeting a while ago at the Malfoys Manor which I had to attend. During that same meeting Tom thought it would be funny to piss me off using Bellatrix. Abraxas had seated himself next to me which caused Tom to get angry.
I didn't blame Abraxas mainly because all seats were taken by the time he arrived. Tom was always the head off the table I was in the seat on his right side. Many of Toms deatheaters feared sitting next to me. It wasn't because I was scary or rude they just feared setting Tom off. A prime example would be when a new deatheater preferably one that had just graduated from Durmstrang. Tom didn't like that he looked at me almost every second he could.
So in return he took his eyesight. Like literally his eyes.
"hope you enjoy your gift" Tom said to me handing me a small black velvet box. I smiled at him thanking him before opening the box. As my eyes widen Tom let out a laugh.
"you like it sweetheart?" Tom asked lifting his wand up as a green eyeball floats in front of my face.
"Can you guess who they belong to?" Toms questions as I stare at the green colored eyes in front of my face. Shocked and disgusted.
"They're Martins" Tom adds on leaning back on his chair smirking.
"Stop doing what dear?" Tom asked raising a brow as a smirk grew on his face. He leaned up, his back removing itself from the back of the sofa.
"Stop staring at me like that you should know it won't work" I spoke annoyed.
Tom let's put a chuckle before pulling me closer to him by my thighs. It catches me off guard and he wraps his arms around my thighs.
"I want a kiss" Tom demands looking up at me smiling.
"No I'm not done yelling at you" I replied not wanting to look down at him. Knowing myself I'd probably find myself forgiving Tom.
"Go on then" He said calmly as I stared down at him confused.
Toms eyes remained glued to mine as he stared up at me in awe.
"What"
"Go on yell at me sweetheart" Tom adds on placing a kiss on my thigh.
"I'm listening" He spoke again glancing up at me.
I hated when he did this. The chokehold he holds. I refused to even glance down at Tom. Turning my head to the side and staring out the big window that gave us a view of the house across from us.
"Well are you going to say anything" Tom questions rubbing his thumb along the back of my thighs.
I tried to open my mouth to continue yelling at him but the words weren't coming out. I finally had the courage to look down at him.
Looking down I make eye contact with Tom. He's just admiring me.
"Forget it" I said trying to free myself from his grip. But Tom still holds onto my legs tightly refusing to releases me from his grip.
"what's wrong sweetheart" Tom questions me this time his hands move up to my waist hugging me.
But I don't touch him which I know will probably cause him to get frustrated.
"nothing" I said dryly looking around our bedroom. I can feel the frown on Tom face.
He quickly lifts me up carrying me to our bed.
"Your still mad" He speaks placing kisses in my cheek and jaw.
"because your flirting with other women" I spat harshly pushing him off of me. I guess pushing him off of me only angered him. Tom grips onto my neck tightly as I refuse to make eye contact with him.
"Look at me y/n" He demands as I continue to stare to my right looking at the wooden nightstand that stood beside our bed. Tom scoffs before gripping onto my chin forcing me to look up at him.
"How many times do I need to remind you I only want you" He hums I roll my eyes slapping his hand off of my chin.
"You should've thought about that before inviting Bellatrix over for dinner" I said remembering how he asked Bellatrix to come over to OUR house while looking directly at me. He knew I could hear their conversation and was just trying to get a ride out of me.
Tom rolls his eyes before bringing me closer towards him.
"What do you want then" He interrogated placing an arm around my waist.
I stared at him confused before he shuffled around coming closer to me in our bed.
"What do you want for me to do so you can forgive me" He pleaded pouting slightly.
I take a moment to think about it trying to figure out what I wanted.
"Let me sleep with Abraxas for one night" I said. I was lying. This was just my way of angering him. I didn't want to sleep with Abraxas only Tom because he pleases me in a way no one else can.
Toms mood instantly shifts and he pins me down on the bed. He towers over me staring down at me as if I was a lunatic.
"You wanna fuck other men now?" He taunted glaring down at me. Words could not describe the anger in his face.
"It was a joke" I replied smiling at Tom innocently placing my hand on his cheek.
"I don't think it was" Tom snaps back.
"I promise your the only one I want to sleep with baby" I reassured him but I can still tell he was still a bit questionable with me.
"Abraxas will know that too" Tom stated leaning down and kissing me harshly.
A week later:
Tom wasn't lying when he stated Abraxas would know too. The very next day we had a meeting to attend. Imagine my shock when I had realized Tom had left dark hickeys all over my neck.
"Tom" I said sternly staring at the man laying on our bed with a book in his hands.
"Hm" He hums looking at his book not bothering to look up at me.
"Why did you leave so many on my neck Tom" I complained turning to look at the large mirror on our wall. I examined all the dark marks left along my neck. I see Tom get off the bed and he walks over to me. He hugs me from behind resting his chin on my shoulder. We make eye contact in the mirror before he turns his head to examine the marks he's left all over my neck.
"I think it suits you" He teases grinning at me.
"well he marked you" Abraxas says chuckling as he took the seat next to me. I tried my best to cover a majority of the hickeys on my neck but they were still pretty noticeable.
I turn to look at Tom and I see him smirking as he's writing something on a piece of paper.
Once he's done he slips me a folded piece of paper with a heart on it.
He watches as I open his note.
"you look beautiful sweetheart even with my mark :)"
I smiled at his note before glancing up at him. He places a kiss on my neck before the room is filled with deatheaters.
