Tomarry Oneshots

"Sorry if I come across as too forward, but you're hot."

Prompt: OTP are strangers and they get caught on a ski lift together. Muggle AU! I don't usually ship Ron and Hermione but they fit the best here.

Also, yes I know some of my titles are long, I really don't care. 

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     "Ugh." Harry groaned as Ron and Hermione got on the lift leaving no room for him. Their chair lifted up the hill while Ron and Hermione were to wrapped up within themselves. 

     Getting in position to take the next seat, Harry was not prepared for the sight of the man that would be riding with him up the mountain. He was tall, very tall. Maybe 6 and a half feet. Baby blue eyes were standing out as goggles sat on the mans perfect hair. 

     Harry was in love and couldn't bring himself to stop staring. The man, feeling eyes on him, turned to look at Harry but had the air sucked out of his lungs. In his opinion the man next to him was the male version of Aphrodite. Pink pouty lips stood out in contrast to his pale skin and gleaming eyes. The body of Harry was, in the man's opinion, perfect. 

     When the lift hit their legs forcing them to sit, they were brought out of their stupor. Harry blushed and looked out across the mountain. The man was in chaos, internally freaking out that a human could look so delectable and desirable.  Deciding to at least talk to Harry, he spoke up. 

     "Excuse me," He spoke in a deep, sultry tone that made Harry melt. "I didn't catch your name, angel."

     "O-Oh um my name's Harry. Harry Potter." The flush on Harry's face was as red as a firetruck when he heard the term of endearment spill from the other man's lips. 

     "My name is Tom Riddle." 

     'Oh that voice is like honey.' He thought as the same time as he spoke.

     Tom was prepared to do anything to get Harry's number. The cute boy was perfect and Tom didn't dare let him go. 

     Just as Tom was going to ask for the angel's name, the lift stopped abruptly, flinging the pair into the bar. Somehow when they were thrown back into their seats, Harry was partially seated on Tom's lap. 

    "Oh dear," Harry exclaimed without thinking, oblivious to Tom's smirk. "I-I'm sorry sir."

     Harry attempted to get off of the gorgeous man's lap but a strong, muscular hand on his hip stopped him. Looking up in confusion, Harry melted into his seat seeing the man's smile directed at him. 

     "Sorry if I come across as too forward, but you're hot. Can I get your number? or something..." Harry rambled off quickly, hiding his head in shame and embarrassment when he processed what he said. A deep chuckle made the hiding male lift his head. The sight of Tom laughing was breathtaking in Harry's opinion.

     "You beat me to asking your number," Tom stated as he gripped Harry's chin lightly. Emerald eyes started to cloud over in lust. "Is this ok?" 

     Harry just nodded, feeling words fail him. Tom smiled slightly and leaned in to kiss him. The first press of lips was hesitant and soft, but when Harry's petal lips parted, it became passionate. Tom slipped his tongue into Harry's mouth demanding to map out his mouth. When the grip on his hip tightened, Harry let out a small breathy moan. The hand slowly began it's trek toward Harry's growing erection as the kiss continued. 

      "WAY TO GET IT HARRY!" Ron yelled from the lift in front of them. They pair broke apart quickly and moved to their respective parts of the lift. A dark hand, Hermione's, reached out and grabbed Ron from the corner he way looking over, leaving the pair to themselves.

     "That was nice." Harry stated lamely as his cheeks filled with color, once again. 

    "Do you know what would be even nicer?" Tom asked as he grabbed Harry's hand with his own in a comforting gesture.

    "Another kiss?" Harry ventured. A small chuckle escaped Tom and Harry suddenly felt very aware of himself and how dumb he must have sounded. His worries were for not as Tom gave his a quick peck. Not exactly what Harry wanted, but he would most definitely take it. 

     "No, although we can do that after I get your number angel." Harry smiled and watched Tom get out his phone. Rapidly typing in his number, Harry had an idea. 

    "Can I get that kiss now?" Harry asked as Tom put away his phone. 

     "Do you even have to ask?" 

     Tom leaned over and right before their lips met, the lift lurched and they started moving again. A groan escaped Tom as did Harry.

     "Cock block." Tom muttered, sending Harry into a fit of giggles. 

     They rode the rest of the short ride out holding hands and softly smiling at each other. When they approached the end of the lift a collective thought appeared in both their heads, 'Way to fast.' 

     Right before the bar was lifted, Harry gave Tom a quick, filthy kiss, stunning Tom. Before Tom could get his bearing back, Harry was off into the distance, attempting to catch up to his friends, but not without winking at Tom. 

     'Thank Merlin I got his number.' 

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Word Count: 888

Published: June 24, 2020