Private Sex Lessons With Tom Felton

Chapter 2

It's been a few days since I've last seen Tom. I can't get him off my mind. I miss the feeling of his lips. He hasn't really talked to me after he left that first night after we kissed.

I was at home on my day off from work doing laundry when my phone starts ringing. I look at it and it's Tom. I answer nervously.

"Hey Tommy Boy" I say trying not to sound nervous

"Hello darling, what are you doing today?" He says so cutely

"Not much, currently doing laundry why?" I ask with curiosity

"I wanted to come over that's why" he says with a giggle

"Since when have you ever asked to come over" I laugh

"Very true, I'll be over in a few." He says deeply

"Can't wait." I say flirtatiously

We hang up and I can't help but regret being flirty with him. He doesn't know it's him. I have to get my shit together.

Not even 20 minutes later Tom is here. He has his own key, so he walks straight in and goes to my cabin in the living room and held all my board games, and grabs trouble. He sets it down on the coffee tables and calls me over.

"(Y/n)!!!!! Come here love! We're gonna play a game!"

"What game?" I ask walking into the living room

"Trouble" he says with a smirk

"Oh boy, that game was made after you." I say jokingly

"Why do you say that?" He says looking at me from across the table

"Because your trouble" I say smiling

"Whatever you say darling. Let's play on a bet." He says smirking

"If I win we start lesson two, if you win we can do whatever you want." He says cunningly. I swear he should've been a Slytherin. No wonder he played Draco so well.

"You got a deal Tommy Boy." I say smiling and shaking his hand. I swear he could tell I was blushing like a mad man. I secretly hoped I wouldn't win. Maybe it's my imagination but I swear I could see a slight blush upon his cheeks.

We had been playing for about 20 minutes and my luck was in my favor. I was losing but only by a few moves. Suddenly he makes the winning move and says "I win" deeply.

I look up blushing. He stands up and walks over to me, holding his hand out for me to grab. He helps me stand up and walks us over to my bedroom. I can't help but get slightly nervous. "So um Tom what's lesson two." I ask nervously

He sits us down on the bed and looks me in my eyes. "Tell me about him." He says with a bit of hurt in his eyes and slight pain in his voice.

"What." I ask shocked

"Tell me about the guy you like, so that way I can teach you properly." He says melancholy.

"Well um, he's so kind, he's a gentleman beyond no other, he loves music, he loves his dog, one could say more then life itself, he loves fishing." I said, only after scared maybe I said to much and made it obvious that it was him I was in love with.

"He seems like a good guy." He says trying to hide a smile.

"He is, truly great actually." I reply quietly.

He leans in and I lean forward to meet him halfway. One of my hands go to the back of his neck sliding up into his hard tugging slightly. My other hand is on his cheek, caressing his face. His hands go to my waist pulling me closer. It doesn't take long for the kiss to get more passionate. Our tongues battling for dominance. One of his hands slides up my body feeling every inch before landing on my boob. I tug his hair and he groans into the kiss. He squeezes my boob hard as payback. I moan loudly pulling back from the kiss, leaning out foreheads against each other. He takes this opportunity to kiss down to my neck. I lean my head back giving him more room. Things get more intense with one of my hands tugging his hair and my other hand over his shoulder, scratching his back. He pulls my chin down and starts attacking my lips. He moves both hands to my boobs now, squeezing hard. We moan into the kiss. The kiss is so heated.

Suddenly he pulls away panting. He stairs into my eyes only for a second before getting up and running out. It takes a second before I get up and follow after him. He grabs his stuff and runs out the door. I run after him calling his name but he doesn't turn around. My front door slams in my face and I stop immediately. I can't help it. I cry hard. I can't stop. I fall to the floor, my eyes pouring with tears. It gets harder to breathe. I'm crying to much I can't see anymore. I fully lay on the floor, crying my eyes out.

Before I know it, I pass out on the floor, tears trying on my face.

I wake up early, still on the floor, wearing the same clothes from last night, dried tears covering my face. I look around, everything the same from last night after Tom left.

I decide to get up and clean myself up. I go to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I look awful. I decide it's better just to take a shower. After I'm done with my shower I get dressed and decide to finish my laundry from last night.

As the day goes by I barely eat. I'm too sad. I'm sure I lost my best friend. I never should've done this stupid lesson crap.

I just lay in bed and sulk with the curtains closed and lights off.

My phone rings once, I just ignore it. Not even a second after the call goes to voicemail the phone rings again. I roll my eyes and decide to pick it up without looking at the caller ID.

"What!" I scream into the phone.

"I'm so sorry I left. Please come over to my house so we can talk in private."

It's Tom. He sounds like he's been crying all day and night. I don't reply. I'm too in shock to even process what he just said.

"(Y/n)?" Tom asks concerned.

"Why should I come over after you just pick up and left. What kind of friend does that. I least tell me that your leaving or where your going. Bloody hell just tell me you can't keep doing these lessons if that's what is pushing you to run from me!" I say getting mad.

"(Y/n) please I want to explain in person." He says sadly.

"....fine.. I'll be there soon." I reply nonchalantly.

"Thank you, I'll be waiting." He says almost sounding like he's gonna cry.

I hang up and immediately question what I just agreed to do.