In a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you.
Fandoms Without Non-Canon Ships: A Court Of Thorns and Roses, Throne Of Glass, Three Dark Crowns, The Ranger's Apprentice, The Lunar Chronicles, Once Upon a Time...
A/N: Happy Valentine's Day, this is dedicated to all the Singles like me who read fanfics to cope with being lonely. This AU was created by Silv on the Tomarry discord.
Warning: Tom is going to act like a low-key pedo so if that triggers you, ignore this.
AU: Now with his fiancée and the approval of his in-laws, Tom and Harry are preparing for their wedding. But the universe has other ideas.
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Narrator's POV
Harry Potter, soon to be Riddle, was a succubus and had been for nearly two months, and because of that he was pregnant.
Because of that development they pushed the wedding date closer so they were wed before Harry gave birth.
Which meant that their planning for the wedding was crazy, Harry once suggesting to forget all the planning and have a shotgun wedding but Tom insisted on doing it the old fashion way.
Harry sighed as he looked in wedding catalogs, looking for his dress, leaving post-it notes on the ones he liked and what he liked about them.
In the two months since his transformation and their engagement, Tom had been running himself ragged trying to make everything safe and perfect for him and the baby on the way but Harry was getting sick of it, he didn't want to be treated like glass for eternity.
Speaking of Tom, he was apparently looking for a small cake that was fitting to their wedding since the only guests they would have were his puppet-parents and the judge since they couldn't get near a priest since they were technically demons.
The succubus looked at his phone, seeing it was Valentine's Day and pulled up his contact info for Tom, sending him a text.
Me: It's Valentine's Day~ ❤️🖤💚
He immediately got a text back.
Tom: Indeed
Harry sighed, Tom wasn't picking up on the clues he was giving, so he took off his shirt so all his torso was covered with was his black lace bra, sending him a sexy selfie.
Tom: Sexy
Harry groaned, Tom wasn't picking up on it enough, so he took off his bra and sent another selfie with a text this time.
Me: Oh, Daddy, I need you~ 🍆🍑
Harry knew that if Tom didn't get it now he was hopeless.
Tom: Are you having cravings? I can bring you some eggplant and peaches if that's what you want.
Harry fell back onto the couch, putting his clothes back on, Tom was absolutely hopeless.
***
Tom chuckled, sitting on his motorcycle in the parking lot of the lingerie store, he knew exactly what his darling wanted but he did love to tease him.
He had gone shopping for Harry after all today, merely telling him he was searching for a good cake, but he had found what he was truly looking for instead.
It was a leotard form of lingerie, but instead of being made of lace or silk it was made of gold —well not solid gold but plated in gold since solid gold was too heavy.
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It was his gift to Harry for Valentine's Day and he hoped Harry would try it on for him immediately, though if he did it would be immediately taken off for obvious reasons.
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Harry was now in the kitchen preparing a nice dinner since he was going to treat Valentine's Day as an important day even if Tom didn't.
He prepared two bloody rare filet migon with mushroom and wine sauce with mashed potatoes and roasted vegetables for their dinner with a bottle of aged blood for their drink.
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Harry placed the plates and bottle on the table and sat down, knowing his mate would be home soon.
***
Ten minutes passed until Harry heard the familiar sound of a motorcycle approach their home and park in front of their house.
A few moments later the front door opened and Harry saw Tom come into the kitchen and sit down in front of him.
"Looks delicious, love." Tom commented as he sat, pouring them both glasses of blood
They began to eat in relative silence before Tom spoke again, "After dinner would you like to play with our guest in the basement, sweetheart?"
"Sure." Harry said, picking at his food, it was delicious but his mood had been spoiled
The incubus looked at his succubus sadly, slowly standing up, "I'll be right back, darling."
He returned with a large wrapped box, "You didn't really think I forgot how important Valentine's Day is to you, did you?"
Harry's eyes lit up with joy as he opened the box, squealing when he saw his gift and quickly tried it on, finding that it for him perfectly.
The succubus peppered his mate's face with kisses, doing a twirl, "I love it!"
Tom gave him a loving kiss, "I hope you would and you love absolutely gorgeous."
Harry blushed, "You'd say that even if I was wearing a trash bag."
"Because it's true, sweetheart." Tom shrugged, "Now, would you like to go play downstairs first or in our bed first?"
Harry blushed deeper, "I think in the basement so we don't have to leave bed."
