Slytherin Boys One Shots

Tom Riddle X YN: Thigh Riding ✨

Your husband Tom was a professor at Hogwarts. You guys first met formally when you were in your 5th year and he was in his 7th as Head Boy.

He has always had this level of focus and dedication when it comes to the things he does. Whether it be taking over the world or simply making breakfast, everything he did came with precision and pure perfection.

Right now, it was 11pm and he still had not come back to his secluded chambers. You don't know what could possibly be taking him this long, for the last time you talked to him it was 8pm. 

You get out of bed, wearing nothing but a simple nightgown. Obviously you had no bra on because usual people would be winding down for bed. You head to his office and knock softly.

"Come in," his deep voice tells you

You walk in and see all these papers scattered on his desk. He had his reading glasses that he often had on when he was grading papers, which was now.

" Are you still grading, when it is getting late Tom?" you ask, a little annoyed.

You simply wanted his attention.

" Hm. I see you want my attention," Tom muses, looking at you slightly through his glasses.

'Stop reading my mind' you think

"Noted. Now come here, my love" Tom tells you.

You walk over to him and he pats his lap. You sit down, your thighs coming around one of his legs as he wraps one of his arms around your waist.

Tom goes back to grading as you study his beautiful features, from his jawline to his lips. To his pretty eyes to his perfect hair. This man was true perfection to you.

Tom is reading something a student wrote as he taps his foot on the ground simultaneously. Every time he does, it bounces you a little bit, causing you to feel the sturdiness of his thighs between your legs. It feels... good.

You can't help imagine getting off right here right now.

" Go ahead," Tom drawls out.

Blood rushes to your face, " huh?"

" Get off on me, like my good slut. Go ahead, YN" Tom says, seriously.

For a moment, you really question whether or not you should do it or simply leave him alone but all those thought subside when his hand that's wrapped around your waist rocks you on his thigh.

He does it again, causing you to get more needier.

" You got to do it yourself, love" Tom tells you before removing his hand

He was such a prick sometimes

You wrap your hand around his neck as you move yourself further on him. The friction of his slacks against your panty clad pussy, made you feel really good.

You grind yourself on his thigh once more, pressing down harder causing a moan to slip out of your mouth.

Tom's hand finds your panties as his fingers skim the waistband. You keep moving against him but between the two layers between you and him, you simply could not get off.

" Tom," you call out.

" Yes, YN. I'm busy" Tom tells you, still looking at the papers.

Fuck those stupid papers. In one clean sweep of your hand all of the papers slowly cascade to the floor.

You immediately hop off of him and bend down to pick them up, immediately taken aback by your sudden behavior.

Tom gets up, one hand on his belt buckle as the other one pulls it through the loops, " get up"

You stand up and stand in front of him, seeing what he has in store for you. His dick was now fully erect and visible as he stalks over to you and pushes you against his desk as his lips met yours in a passionate frenzy.

A deep caress of his tongue on yours as his hand grips your hair. Causing a perfect combination of pain and pleasure. He pulls you up by your thighs as you wrap them around his waist. He sets you on top of his desk as he pulls up your nightgown.

The cool air meets your bare skin as you shiver in anticipation. As much as you love Tom's kisses, you need him inside of you right now. No time for simple thin-

A sound of your underwear being ripped, ripples through the air, " How's that for right now," Tom mocks you.

" I told you to stop reading my fucking mind," you snap.

A flash of anger comes on Tom's face as he thrusts into you swiftly. " I do whatever the fuck I want, don't forget who owns you"

You feel yourself getting wetter by his words as he continues to thrust into you at an inhumane pace. One of his hands, comes down on your cheek and you clench around him. He was a kinky fucker.

" Fuck, look at you getting off on me slapping you. Such a whore," he tells you

You reach up to his face and grab his glasses, slowly pulling them off his face, placing them next to you on the desk. Pressing your soft lips to his in a deep, sensual manner.

He continues his brutal assault on you until he pulls out. You look at him in disbelief when he sets you down on your now wobbly feet.

What the fuck is he doing.

He chuckles lightly, " be patient."

He grabs your wrist and pins it behind your back as he bends you over his desk, entering you once again.

You moan out loud, reveling at how deep he feels inside of you currently.

His hand finds its way between your thighs as he rubs your clit harshly causing you to whimper.

" You look like my pretty girl, taking my dick from behind," Tom praises you, his voice raspy.

You feel yourself on the edge, between him rubbing your clit and his rough thrusts, you want to cum.

But Tom has other things in mind as he slows his pace down.

" Tom, please," you whine

Tom thrusts back into you not necessarily faster but deeper. Hitting your G- spot at every motion.

" Shit YN, I can feel you clenching around me. Are you gonna cum, my love?" Tom asks you, letting a groan slip.

His hand comes down on your ass and that led you into your orgasmic spiral. You spasm around his dick as you cum so hard, your vision goes black.

" Fuck, you are gripping me so hard. You are gonna make me cum," Tom moans in your ear.

He lets you ride out your orgasm as he grips your hips tighter pulling you deeper against him.

His dick twitches slightly inside of you as his thrust becomes more sloppy and less uncoordinated. He was gonna cum soon.

" I want you to cum inside me, Tom." You moan.

That was all it took for Tom to let go and release all of his warm cum into you. He stills as his chest falls against your back, as your pussy drains him of every last drop.

He places a soft kiss against your neck as he pulls out, some of his remaining cum spilling on your thighs.

" You were so good for me, my love. Such a good cumslut" Tom tells you as he picks you up in his arms.

You were simply just tired so you hardly notice when he takes you back to your guy's chambers.

He bathes you and redresses you as he gets in bed with you.

You tiredly lean over and press a kiss to his cheek, " I love you, Tommy"

"I love you too, YN"

The End.

Authors Note: Crazy thing was this was supposed to be a short one shot, where YN gets off on riding his thigh but my crazy imagination took over so here we are. But I thank you for reading, vote, comment. But who cares as long as you enjoyed reading which is the sole purpose.

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