imagine:
tom riddle is bored and walks in on you in the bath.__________
"Y/N!" you heard Tom call out from your room. You were in the bath, completely covered in soap and bubbles as the other half of your body soaked in lukewarm water. You closed your eyes, wishing for a moment of silence before yelling back at Tom.
"Tom, I'm busy!" you grumbled, sighing at your lack of alone time. You couldn't even get a self-care without someone yelling your name from across the hall, asking you for a favour.
Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open and Tom Riddle stood there wide eyed.
"Tom! Get out!" you screamed.
"Look, I'm sorry. But I really need you to help me right now."
"Tom!" you gasped in annoyance, shocked by his insensitivity. "I'm currently busy right now!"
He grumbled impatiently and simply sat by the tub, waiting for you. "Hurry up then."
At that point, you were on the verge of exploding. Tom had never been so annoying and you were this close to breaking his nose. But he sat by the tub so innocently, so desperately. You rolled your eyes at him and moved slower just to annoy him, and it pissed him off.
"Oh for the love of god—" Tom let out a ghastly sigh as he stripped off his clothes. You sat in the bathtub, shocked at what you were witnessing. You opened your mouth to say something, but all that came out were stutters and gasps.
"To-Tom, what are yo-" you stuttered, watching him enter your bathtub. He sat facing you, completely naked but down his torso was being covered by bubbles and soap.
"What the fuck, Tom?" you yelled, your jaws dropped at his recklessness.
"I'm not fucking leaving until you're done, and what takes you so long to take a bloody bath?" he yelled back, drawing closer to you.
"Tom... What the fuck?"
"God, what?"
"You're in my bloody bathtub, Tom! You're buttnaked! In my bathtub! With me!" You shrieked, your hands flying everywhere as you were ready to slap Tom for hopping into the bathtub and ruining your self-care session.
"I'm only doing this to get you out of the bathtub!" he groaned, leaning back on the edge of the tub. You felt his legs brush your stomach for a minute, then resting on your sides of your figure.
"Well someone's horny," you chuckled, rolling your eyes at him.
"How dare you make such assumption!" he gasped, drawing closer to you with a frown. "Girls swoon over me, wished they could even get me to make eye contact with them, you're lucky I'm even here with you!"
"Not really, I'm not," you sighed, glaring at him. He shot you a cocky smirk, shifting even close to you.
"Really?" he whispered into your ears, his hot breath burning your skin. You leaned backwards awkwardly as you felt a tingling sensation below your torso, but it only made Tom grab your waist and pull you closer to him.
"Right, so what was the help you needed?" you stammered, giving him an awkward smile.
"Gosh, I must've forgot," he gasped sarcastically. Before you could shoot him a sarcastic remark, his hands crawled up to your neck, then pulling your face towards him, smashing his lips against yours.
His hands crawled over your back, feeling every inch of your skin as you moaned at his touch. Yes, you were absolutely touch starved and you have never been felt like that before. Tom knew that instant that you were a virgin, which only made him more giddy, but considering the casual, one of Tom's most treasured friendships, he decided to take it down to your level and spare the roughness. Instead of trying to devour you whole, his kiss became more gentle and passionate.
Your lips finally tore apart from his as you gasped for air. The two of you began to laugh at the situation you were in; Tom threw his head back, cackling at how horny he was. He had never felt that way in a long time as no one ever appealed to him.
"I can handle rough; I know you like it," you panted, smirking. Deep down, your heart was pounding and clearly you weren't ready for it, but for Tom you felt like you could. Aftef all, he probably the most decent person to lose your virginity to out of everyone in Hogwarts.
"No, that's okay," he smiled, "it's your first time and it would hurt more if I took it rough on you."
"Tom, I can handle it," you retorted, folding your arms. You felt a little offended about how Tom doubted your capabilities—though a part of you was relieved—which made you even more driven to prove him wrong.
However, Tom easily fixed that by pulling you into him as he wrapped his arms around your waist.
"You don't need to prove anything," he sighed, gazing into your eyes. "I know you can, but it wouldn't be wise to jump in feet first."
"And how would you know?" you hissed, then realising exactly how he'd know. Your palms went smacking on your mouth as you looked away in silence. "Right."
"Maybe next time, alright?" he chuckled. You nodded your head in agreement, but inside you felt a little disappointed.
Maybe next time.
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a/n:
THIS took me DAYS to finish because writing smut/fluff bout tom makes me fluster and embarrassed cus i get this little feeling that tom riddle watches me write from behind and laughs at how horny i am for him and the fact that im writing a book filled with fantasies i have of him so PLEASE I SWEAR THERE'LL BE A SMUT SOON!! JUST LET ME COPE WITH THE WHOLE THING FIRST!!anyway have a good day :D
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