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In the muggle world where She, [y/n] came over to Tom riddles apartment to 'Help' him research about a charm.
"It's summer break, tom. Why the hell are you doing school stuff?"
[y/n] was hurried to tom's building while she was partying, She only drank few liquor which she didn't get drunk on yet.
She ruffled her hair, placing uncomfortable accesories on the glass coffee table at his apartment; Her eyes glanced at the curly haired boy that had his back turned to her, glimpsing out from the glass walls.
He wore a tight sleeveless turtle neck underneath his blazer, and trousers that was buckled by a belt on his waist.
It wasn't an appropriate clothing to be comfortable around his own home. I thought.
He turned around; his eyes trailed from your eyes, his gaze hugging your body that was dress tight with a cream silky color that defined the curves of her body, thin laces to avoid the dress from falling off her shoulders.
"Strip." He glared; sitting down at his couch, i stared blankly. "What does it got to do with the charm you're studying?"
"This is punishment." He narrowed his eyes, piercing to me like daggers. "For what?" I asked confused,
"You know what you were doing at that club, full of filthy mudbloods." he stood, walking closer.
"Do you want a muggles seed injected into your uterus, doll?" He stod infront of me, his towered figure left me under his shadows.
"You're a mudblood aswell, Tom." Testing his patience, waiting for what action the man will pull next.
His Hands slithered tight around my neck, making me lose my breath and widened my eyes. "Take that back." He glared, his face was inches away from mine.
He pushed my body to the wall and pinned my neck with his hands making me choke more, his face showed anger. "You and I know." I smirk.
The way his hands tickled my skin while he slythered to my neck, His eyes piercing through me, His breath hitting my face, his cock buldging, just a few inches away from my stomach, his grip tightening.
"Strip." He whispered in my ear.
I turned around, pointing at the zipper that i asked for him to unzip, The zipper trailed down until the top of my crack, revealing the white lingerie i wore underneath the silk dress.
