Tomarry One Shots

Early morning workout

Summary: Tom gets fingered before his ministry meeting. That's it. That's the plot.

Ship: HarryPotterxTomRiddle

All credit goes to Melon_Green on Ao3

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It was early in the morning. And a soft beam of light was bathing the whole room a light blue. The orange glow of their lamps and the navy blue walls played their part in matching the atmosphere.

Tom moaned unashamedly as a finger slipped inside the rim. It was not enough. It was obvious to both of them and Harry's devilish smirk told him he knew that quite well.

His hole felt nasty overflowing with an abundance of lube. And he knew it was doing things to his boyfriend as Tom stood helpless with his hands held reluctantly above his head. A blush he could not get rid of and Harry's single finger inside of him.

It would have been easier if he had just tied his hands, but the fact he had to force himself every now and then to keep his hands up was what Harry aimed for.

Tom let him stare his fill while one of his fingers felt his cheekbone and another kept rubbing a different place inside Tom, relishing in his moans.

The finger on his face moved towards his lips. The thumb hovered over his bottom lip and Tom hungrily opened his mouth for a taste.

Earning himself a rough push.

"Aren't you going to add another?" Tom whined trying to keep his voice stable.

But Harry was more preoccupied with staring at the hickey he gave on his collarbone a few minutes ago. Minutes stretched as the finger inside him didn't move. Harry moved closure and instead of giving in to Tom's wish, he moved the collar of his crisp white shirt and bit into the skin.

"Fuck!!"

A moan left his mouth as he kept sucking on the tender skin of his neck. It was too high to hide behind his shirt collar. And something fuelled him knowing that anybody could see the mark as he walked the ministry halls. A little movement and everyone in the meeting would know he was not the perfect bachelor the witch weekly promoted.

"Done." He said as he stopped devouring his neck like a vampire.

Tom's eyes glistened looking at the brightening smile.

Giving a few chaste kisses on the spot, he stepped back admiring his artwork. But Tom felt empty without the feel of Harry and the warmth of the finger in his ass.

It was the bare minimum but at least he had one inside him before. Now there was nothing left. Tom stood half naked with nothing but a shirt covering his dignity while Harry was fully clothed in his auror uniform.

His leather boots made a loud thud as he moved around the floor. The usual scarlet cloak was draped on his shoulders and the sleeves were dangling by the side as he moved.

The sleeves of the white shirt were rolled up to his elbows leaving the filthy veins of his forearm bare.

And how he wanted to lick those up, tracing every part of his arm as he would move towards his collarbone, feeling those broad shoulders covered with an extensive amount of clothing right then.
He would rip that shirt all while sucking every part of his chest and how fucking amazing that back would look when Tom would turn him over, fucking his brains out.

Maybe another time.

It didn't look possible at the moment considering how Harry was toying with him.

"Are you gonna do anything or just gonna stare from there?" He asked finally, getting frustrated from all the teasing.