𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

Back | Tom Riddles

hi lovelies, i'm sorry for all of you waiting for your requests, i'll try getting some of them done in the next few weeks. until then thank you @ShkaaRulez for requesting this story.
i don't know if this gives off soft tom riddle vibes, but i tried my best (at 1am).
stay safe and enjoy<3
~ j.

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I awoke to soft kisses along my neck, scattering across my jaw as I turned my head, smiling against the crook of Tom's neck. His hands snaked along my waist, pulling me against him as he kissed me softly, his rare sweet side dominating the few moments we shared in comfortable silence. Moments like these, basking in the early morning sun that streamed through the gap in the curtains, a few kisses pressed haphazardly over each others faces while still half asleep.

He murmured something inaudible in his deep morning voice, his lips brushing my earlobe as he gently tugged me closer, to lie with my leg and arm slung over him. I sighed, trailing my fingers over his immaculately shaven jaw, up to the dark mess of curls resting atop his head. "Hmm, Tom," I groaned as he chuckled against the column of my neck, "I really need to use the bathroom."

"No, you don't." The immediate response prompted a laugh out of me, catching me off guard. "Yes, my love, I'm sorry, but you really shouldn't deny the call of nature unless you'd like to change the sheets."

He grumbled something against my neck again, giving me one last squeeze before letting me go and watching me work my way across the room towards the bathroom.

A few minutes later, my feet were once again pressed against his warm leg to warm up. "Tom, you're acting as if I'd fully abandoned you to go on a ten year long trip to mars." I giggled, grabbing his chin and for moving his eyes to meet mine. The mischievous glint in it making me grin, knowing if he didn't want to look at me, he wouldn't, enjoying the seldom moment of unguarded emotion. It was already too late when I felt his hand sneak beneath my (his) shirt to tickle my sides, the other holding my hands together to stop my resisting.

A full shriek left me as he poked and prodded at my ribs, sparing me not even a second to catch my breath. Hands pinned above my head, breathless and giggling I finally met his eyes again, the look of adoration and realisation as he recognised the flutter in his stomach and the warmth he felt. His nose brushed mine, a single curl falling into his face as he sealed our lips, releasing my hands and going to grip my waist instead. "Hmm, well good thing you're back my love."