Seeker (Harry Potter Characters X Reader)

Tom Riddle*

Requested by: ilovedratomcockk

I had like seven strokes trying to read that 😂

Sorry for the long wait, my friend needed to test out the logistics of this one first ✨

And thanks to Shaigne for proofreading this during maths 😂

"Yes Tommy?" Y/n smirks, when she hears Tom Riddle, her...boyfriend?...he was something like that. She wasn't exactly sure.

Tom had followed her down the hall to the bathrooms, after she had teased him under their shared desk in Potions. When Y/n got up to go to the bathroom, Professor Slughorn had been enough of an idiot to let Tom leave too, clearly oblivious to the sexual tension in the room, generated by the two teens.

"Big mistake, doing that in class." Tom hisses, grabbing Y/n's wrists, and causing her to stop in her tracks.

Y/n grins as Tom backs her into a wall, his wrists pinning hers next to her head. His body covered hers completely, his cold stare and warm body causing conflicting emotions in Y/n.

Y/n bites her lips, and revels in the way Tom's eyes follow the action. He leaned closer, his lips brushing against hers ever so slightly. Y/n was about to close the gap between their lips when he pulled away from her completely.

"Come, beloved. You know where to go." Tom said, watching Y/n breathlessly standing against the wall.

Y/n moved over to the girls bathroom, opening the door. She eyed her flushed cheeks in the mirror, with Tom's cool stance behind her.

The phrase of parseltongue that opened the entrance left her lips in a flurry. Exactly the way Tom had taught her.

"Just like that," Tom groaned.

The entrance to the Chamber of Secrets revealed itself to the pair, and Y/n climbed down the stairs leading deeper into the Chamber.

Y/n went to their place. The place Tom had built just for them, and their...escapades.

She walks over to the place he always seemed to want her, the bed frame.

"Come on, you know what to do." Tom's voice came from behind her.

Y/n could sense him a few paces away from her, watching her like a hunter watches its prey.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Y/n starts making a great show of taking off her clothes. First her robe, then her shoes and socks, then her jumper, then her tie. She could feel Tom's eyes burning into her to continue, to go faster. He wanted to ravish her, and she knew that. But Y/n was determined to make him wait.

"What are you planning on doing to me, Tom? I'd like to know before I agree to anything," Y/n purrs, turning to look at Tom, as she unzips her skirt, and slowly pulls it down.

"I'm planning on having my way with you. I plan on making you scream, and beg for mercy. When I'm through with you, you will wish for more, but will be too weak to take any more. But I will oblige, and destroy you." Tom growled, his eyes trailing down to the buttons of Y/n's shirt that she was now slowly unbuttoning.

"Is that a promise?" Y/n taunted.

"You know I'm a man of my word." Tom said, grabbing Y/n by her waist, growing tired of the games she was playing.

Pressing his wand against her neck, he muttered a quick spell, causing her clothes to fall to the ground. Now, her naked body was pulled flush against him, the soft fabric of his robes tickling her skin.

Tom raises Y/n's chin, so that their eyes meet. Y/n holds his eye, his dark, deep, brown eyes that always held a certain amber glow early in the morning, when she woke up in his bed.