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minleeeknow · 19 days ago

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﹒⪩⪨﹒delusions ⌞ stalker!theodore nott ⌝ navigation ꕀ masterlists ꕀ rules ꕀ anons ꕀ aus ꕀ readers

pairing ꕀ stalker!theodore nott x reader

warnings ꕀ mdni, smut 18+, voyeurism, semi public??, masturbation, stalking, unprotected sex, dirty talk, anal, spanking, hair pulling

a/n ꕀ 570 words, unedited, finally got my shit together to write my theo drabble 😭

“fuck.” theo is panting, his hand wrapped around his dick. he presses his forehead against your window, his hands jerking his erection as he watches the man you brought home push himself into you.

he watches you arch your back off the couch, a silent moan escaping your lips. theo’s cock throbs in his hand as he narrows his eyes, keeping them trained on you. your legs aren’t spread out enough, not pressed far back enough, and he isn’t hitting you deep enough.

theo hisses as he watches the man not push deep enough and his movements along his shaft grow faster, harder, needier. it was absolutely pathetic the way theo wished—no, yearned—for him to be the one to touch you, to kiss you, to claim you, and to fuck you.

properly.

he closes his eyes as he fully releases his cock from his jeans, jerking it off as he imagines fucking you from behind.

your moans roar in theo’s ears as he ruts himself against you, his cock thrusting into your ass as you arch your back into him, crying out.

“does that feel good, cara mia?” theo hisses into your ear, grabbing your hair to expose your neck as he continues pounding your ass. “taking my cock in your ass?” he uses his free hand to spank your buttcheek, making a strangled cry escape your lips.

“theo—fuck yes, feels so—so good!”

your eyes gloss over as he grips your hair into a fist with one hand, forcing you to arch your back into him as he pounds you from behind. theo grunts, his hand leaving another mark on your ass with a loud slap.

“cazzo, look at this ass taking my cock so well,” theo groans. “beautiful ass, baby. ‘m gonna fill this ass up, yeah?”

“theo—please, yes,” you moan breathlessly as his fingers tangle deeper into your hair, the hand on your buttcheek gliding to your lower stomach. theo pushes his hand onto your skin, forcing you to meet him with every thrust.

your eyes roll to the back of your head as his thrusts get sloppier, a heat building up significantly between your legs. theo presses harder against your lower stomach, the pressure splitting through your body as the orgasm rips you in half.

you’re panting when you come down, your vision unblurring slightly, gasps falling from your lips in time with theo’s thrusts.

theo’s eyes fly open as he gets jerked back to reality, his forehead pressed against the side of the window, his cock pulsing and throbbing in his hand as he jerks it furiously. he grunts, biting down on his lip as he watches your date keep up at the same slow pace.

you could do so much better, theo thinks. you could have me.

his hand’s motions quicken as he feels his climax building up soon. he keeps his eyes on you, nice and spread out on the couch, and he imagines you under him, his cock wrecking your pussy.

theo groans, feeling sticky liquid seep between his fingers as pleasure racks through every single bone, every single muscle in his body. at the same time, your own orgasm hits you, and he sees your eyes roll back, your hips lift and your legs spread instinctively.

he squeezes his cock, swearing he feels your pussy clench around him.

soon. soon you’ll be his, and there is nothing you can do about it.

taglist ꕀ

#theo nott thoughts #theo nott x you #theodore nott #theodore nott drabble #theo nott x reader #theodore nott smut #slytherin boys smut #theo nott smut #theo nott #theo nott x yn

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minleeeknow · 19 days ago

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﹒⪩⪨﹒brother's bsf!theodore nott (bbsf!theo) navigation ꕀ masterlist ꕀ rules ꕀ anons ꕀ aus ꕀ readers

featuring ꕀ theodore nott, influencer!reader

it's a given rule that mattheo riddle's younger sister is off limits, right? obviously. but you've just been so sassy and bratty to him ever since he moved in with you and your brother, and it's getting on his nerves how much you tempt him with your words, your gestures, how you dress... such a sweet mouth once he fills you up with his cock at night secretly to shut you up. "all bark and no bite, hm, bella? maybe we should post this to show all your followers how much of a slut you really are, yeah? mm, and what if i showed mattheo—" "theo. you wouldn't." "don't test me, cara mia."

fics ꕀ

drabbles + headcanons ꕀ

taglist ꕀ

semi-inspired by @nottsangel to avoid any plagiarism confusion. this is still my work.

#theo nott smut #theodore nott smut #theodore nott #theo nott #theo nott x reader #theodore nott x you

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minleeeknow · 20 days ago

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‘stray cat’

‘pairing’ -이민호 (lee minho/lee know) x fem!reader

‘genre’ - fluff, college au

‘tw’ - kissing, flirting, teasing, lost cat, angst if you look closely

‘word count’ - 1.4 k

‘to get tagged’ - pls reply to the taglist post, this post, or just ask me

‘lee’s notes’ - lowercase intended, not proofread

pls note, reblog, anything

minho hears a scratching sound come from his window. he looks up to see the shadow of a cat perched on his windowsill.

a faint meow comes from the cat and it scratches its claws against the glass again. minho opens his window and a slender siamese leaps into his bedroom. the feline weaves itself between his legs, purring softly.

“hi, kitty,” minho coos. he has a soft spot for cats and he reaches down to stroke the cat’s soft fur. the cat stretches across his legs, its purrs getting louder.

minho notices the mark of a collar among the fluffy ruff of fur. “did you run away, kitty?” minho asks, crouching down. his long fingers scratch the feline’s dark brown ears.

another familiar mew announces the presence of one of minho’s cats, soonie. soonie and the new cat sniff each other before leaping into minho’s lap. he laughs as he runs his hands through their soft fur.

the next morning, minho wakes up with a light weight on his chest and sees a curious face of a siamese cat staring at him.

“hi kitty,” minho says, booping the cat’s nose with his index. eager for the same attention, soonie, doongie, and dori leap onto minho’s body and shove their faces into his.

on the other side of his bedroom wall, you curl up on your bed, lonely as hell. your cat had disappeared yesterday, leaving only her collar. the thought of your trigonometry test and dance assessment forces you to get out of bed.

dark rainclouds gather in the sky, signaling the arrival of rain soon.

as you lock your apartment door, you see your neighbor say goodbye to his cats. a deep longing wrenches through your heart as you listen to him.

“bye soonie! bye doongie! bye dori! bye kitty!” he says with his beautiful, smooth, melodious voice.

four cats? you think, confused. i thought he only had three, since like, yesterday. i think i’m losing it.

you don’t realize you’re staring until he says, “hi.”

“hi,” you squeak shyly, self-consciously fixing your hair. as he looks at you, you realize how pretty he is. he looks at you with gorgeous big boba-colored eyes thoughtfully.

“do i know you?” he asks. then he snaps his fingers before you can process. “you’re yn, right? from my dance class, trig, chem… and linguistics?”

“yeah,” you utter, staring at him hypnotically.

“i’m minho,” he introduces himself, smiling. you almost faint at his cute little bunny smile.

“yn,” you reply, finally mustering enough energy to make your brain cells function half of what they’re capable of.

“well, i’ll see you around?” minho asks. “maybe let’s exchange numbers later, huh?” before you can reply, he leaves with your heart, his bag slung across one shoulder, throwing a finger heart back at you and a small, shy smile.

you smile back, half in shock, half in ecstasy, your loneliness forgotten.

the solemn day drags on until lunch break, when you decide to escape to your favorite cafe. you haul your bag onto your table and take out your folder, a handful of sharpies, and your phone.

“alright, chai, i’m getting you home,” you breathe out as you open your folder. taking out your first missing cat poster, you take a black sharpie and uncap it.

your hand flies across the paper as you write in neat script “missing cat. female brown siamese with blue eyes. comes to the name chai. please call xxx yyy once seen.”

“hey, mind if i sit?”

you look up from your work. “oh. yeah, sure, sorry about my mess,” you murmur apologetically. minho shrugs, flashing another cute smile. he toys with a black bracelet, matching the white one on his wrist.

“why aren’t you with your friends?” he asks hesitantly. you stiffen immediately, your grip on your pen tightening. minho notices, of course he notices, he can notice anything.

“oh. i’m sorry–” he stammers, his cheeks reddening. you don’t say anything, you’re too focused on trying not to break down and on your handwriting. his pretty eyes land on your cat’s picture and he freezes.

minho stares at the image of your cat, his heart racing. his hands shake as he thinks back about the stray cat he cared for yesterday. the kitty he found looked exactly like your chai.

“um, i–i have to go,” minho stammers, standing up. his bunny smile is gone, instead he’s biting his lip. you stand up as well, trying to grab his hand before he leaves.

“min–” minho slips out of your grasp and disappears, his eyes covered by his bangs.

minho avoids you the rest of the day. dance practice was especially hard not to interact with him. you were paired up with him, like fate.

you can still remember the way his hands held you up when he accidentally crashed into you, the way he licked his lips nervously as he stared into your eyes.

“sorry,” you mumble under your breath to him as you accidentally elbowed him. minho tries not to smile at your obvious flusteredness as he breathes down your neck. you shiver involuntarily and he smirks, suddenly summoning some energy and forgetting the game of avoidance.

“you’re a good dancer,” he murmurs in your ear at the end of practice as he flies past you and disappears through the door. once minho leaves, the guilt of taking your cat gnaws at his heart again.

as soon as he steps outside, the drizzling of rain starts. minho stares up at the flecks of water painting across the sky and smiles slightly.

he twists the key to his door quickly and opens it. his three cats attack him and minho leans down to scratch each of their ears. he realizes his kitty, your chai, isn’t there. instead he sees chai’s silhouette on the window. chai taps the glass and minho opens it, confused.

the rain patters loudly against the rooftops of the ground floor and before minho can blink, chai is gone.

“no!”

as you walk back to your apartment, the rain attacks you viciously. you have your hood on but you can feel the wetness seap into the fabric. realizing the hood is useless, you take it off, letting the raindrops fall on your head.

suddenly you see a siamese cat a few meters in front of you on the sidewalk, looking straight at you. you blink a few times, thinking it’s an illusion of the rain and your mind.

“chai?” the cat meows and turns around and runs away from you. you take a fraction of a second to react and you’re running after her.

“you freaking cat–” you mutter as you run along the side of the buildings to avoid the random people walking.

chai leads you to what used to be your favorite park until–until you discovered your ex was cheating on you here.

you see chai walk up to a shape that looks vaguely familiar holding an umbrella. you get closer when you recognize them.

“minho?”

“yn?”

minho looks up at you, memorizing your body. your cheeks are flushed from running and your hair is damp from the rain.

you open your mouth but no sound comes out. minho laughs and takes your hand, pulling you under the umbrella and closer. your back is against his chest and he rests his chin on the top of your head.

“so, here’s the short version,” minho begins quietly, suddenly shy. “i may have accidentally taken in your cat not knowing she was yours and here we go, i was scared you’d think i had stolen her but then she escaped and–”

you unravel his arms from your waist and press your index to his lips, stopping his frantic flow of words.

“hey. it’s fine,” you say, smiling. “i guess she wanted us to–” your voice becomes a squeak. “be together?” you feel your cheeks turn red and you bring a hand up to cover your embarrassed face.

instead, minho catches it and pulls you swiftly into a kiss. the feeling of his soft lips against yours makes your heart race in your chest, threatening to burst out. minho cups your chin and the kiss becomes harder.

your mingled breaths warm the atmosphere around you until you both break the kiss. minho looks down shyly, a small smile on his lips.

“and all this time, i thought she was just a stray cat.”

‘taglist’

@goldenjupiterz networks ! @k-labels

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minleeeknow · 20 days ago

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﹒⪩⪨﹒aus ⌞ for our slytherin boys ⌝ navigation ꕀ masterlist ꕀ rules ꕀ anons ꕀ readers

⌞ hogwarts university au (main au, mostly slytherin!reader) ⌝

moodboard + info

⌞ stalker!theodore nott ⌝

moodboard + info

⌞ potions master!tom riddle ⌝

moodboard + info

﹒⪩⪨﹒ coming soon ⌞ mafia!theo ⌝ ⌞ biker/fencer???!mattheodore ⌝

#i am so excited for this whattttt

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minleeeknow · 22 days ago

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mdni !!!!

﹒⪩⪨﹒sip of heaven ⌞ potions master!tom riddle ⌝ navigation ꕀ masterlists ꕀ rules ꕀ anons ꕀ aus ꕀ readers

pairing ꕀ potions master!tom riddle x reader

summary ꕀ you "accidentally" take a lust potion... and who better to please than the potion maker himself?

warnings ꕀ mdni, smut 18+, plot if you squint, oral(m! receiving), degradation, brat!reader??ish, intoxication, dubcon??, petnames(darling, doll, etc), dry humping, hair pulling, dirty talk, unprotected sex, making out, fingering

a/n ꕀ 3k words, unedited

the windchimes you gave to tom tinkle as you step into his shop, your gaze raking across the empty room. as you glide past the endless shelves of organized potions, elixirs and tonics, your eyes catch onto a small, unlabeled bottle tucked in the corner of tom’s desk.

you pick it up, turning the bottle between your fingers as you watch the dark red liquid slosh around within the delicate glass.

“we’re closed,” tom’s voice rings out behind you and you turn to face him. his eyes narrow under his gently tousled curls as he turns his attention to the little bottle in your hands.

“that’s not for sale, either,” he starts flatly, reaching out to grab your wrist and return the bottle to his desk but you step back quickly, evading his touch. you dangle the bottle between two fingers, holding it up and moving just out of the way every time tom steps forward, his eyes darkening.

he reaches for his wand tucked in his robes, holding it loosely between his fingers as he holds it up.

“now, riddle, that’s not playing very fair,” you retort as you step back again, a small pout playing on your lips.

tom raises a brow as he steps forward, his eyes flickering to behind you, and he strategically plans his approach to you, eventually cornering you against a wall. a devious smirk plays on his lips as he leans in, the tip of his wand poking against your throat as he whispers, “darling, you know i don’t play fair. now give that back.”

your eyes widen as tom’s wand pushes harder against your throat, forcing you to lean your head back, and your body goes limp against the wall as you contemplate giving in. you purse your lips, staring into his eyes before uncorking the bottle with your thumb and pouring the liquid down your throat.

it burns as you swallow, tom’s wand pressing harder against your skin as your throat bobs. the glass bottle falls to the ground with a soft clink.

you blink, a sudden fuzziness taking over your senses. as your sight unblurs, your eyes catching onto details you never noticed: the way tom’s shirt hugs his chest, how his adam’s apple bobs whenever he’s angry, the way his veins pop as he grips his wand to your throat, or the way his body is pressed right up against you, his hot breath feathering across your cheeks.

“oops,” you giggle, your knees shaking a little. tom scowls, and he leans in closer, close enough for you to touch those soft lips—

“do you have any idea what you just consumed?” tom growls as he stares down at you. you let out a soft laugh.

“you wish you could consume me,” you sigh dreamily, eyes trailing down to his hips, and your hand reaches out tentatively.

tom slaps your hand down, his fingers wrapping around your wrist as he pins it to the wall next to your head. “look at what you’ve done, darling, the effects are already sinking in.”

you blink wildly, your pulse skittering as he pins your hand to the wall, his face inches away from yours. if he just leans in to kiss you, and slip his hand under your shirt, and let you grind your hips against his—

fuck, you are horny.

it comes out as a whimper, a plea, before you even could register the words that left your mouth. “tom, please.”

tom tsks, his eyes flashing. “please, what, darling? i don’t know what you want.”

you whine, your common sense thrown out the window and smashed into a million shards as you push yourself onto him, letting your aching core rub against his thigh. your brain hurt, and you couldn’t think clearly, the only thoughts in your head were tom, tom, tom.

tom smirks as you hump his thigh, rubbing your clothed pussy against his pants, his fingers tightening around your wrist. “is the doll in pain?” he asks with mock-concern, his brows raised. his thighs tighten up at the sight and feeling of you getting off on his leg, and tom feels his dick swell up against the fabric of his pants.

he pushes you off suddenly, a frown furrowing his brow as he adjusts his robes. wordlessly, he turns and walks to his desk, sitting down firmly on his chair, his legs spread, before beckoning to you.

“come here, darling,” tom says smoothly, all signs of the man he was when you first walked in gone. “on your knees.”

you quickly come to him, falling promptly to your knees when you approach. you rest your chin on his knee, looking up at him with those pretty little eyes, your core aching with need. tom takes your chin in one hand, tilting your head up and making you bat your lashes. he curses, feeling himself throb and strain against his pants.

you try to keep your eyes trained on his face but they still trail down to the tent in his pants, making warmth pool down to your stomach at the sight.

“didn’t know you were such a slut for me every time you came in here,” tom growls as his fingers dig into your skin as he grips your jaw. you let out a muffled whimper, and he chuckles, a dark, thirsty sound.

tom’s other hand comes down to his crotch, and he pulls down his fly and unbuttons his pants, pulling them down to his knees, revealing the large bulge under his boxers. he tugs at your jaw, pulling you in closer between his legs.

he raises a brow, dipping his chin down expectantly. with eager fingers, you pull down the waistband of his boxers just enough to let his erection spring free from the confines of his clothing.

you feel a slick wet your underwear, your pussy burning and aching at the sight of his cock. tom lazily wraps his free hand around the base, jerking himself off slowly as pre-cum glistens from the tip.

tom jerks your head closer to his cock, his eyes darkening with lust as he watches your tongue flick out to wet your lips. fuck. he feels his member swell up in his hand at your face, so ready for him, so fuckable.

“such a pretty little mouth for a fucking slut, hm?” tom coos, his thumb running across your wet lips. you nod breathlessly, your pulse quickening and your core dripping at his words. how could such dirty words come from such a proper… gentleman?

“suck,” tom orders as he leans back against his chair, widening his legs slightly as you scoot yourself closer to him.

you close your eyes as your tongue flicks out to lick the tip of his length, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum. your lips pepper kisses on his tip, slowly taking in more of him in your mouth as you reach up to wrap one hand around his base. you ease him in, muffling whimpers and whines until his cock hits the back of your throat, making you gag.

tom reaches down to grab your hair, forcing your eyelids to open up and look up at him, tears prickling the corners of your eyes. he smirks as you gag around his cock, a shiver of pleasure rushing down his spine.

“you look so much better when that slut mouth of yours is filled up,” tom observes, his fingers tightening around your hair, pulling your head up. he groans as your hand wraps around him, and you ease him out a little, letting your tongue swirl around his cockhead. “this cockslut is finally fucking quiet and doing what she’s told.”

his member stifles a soft moan from your lips, and as your lashes brush against your cheeks, tom tugs at your hair, forcing your eyes open again.

“no. keep your eyes on me, doll,” tom orders sharply, leaning in slightly. his cock throbs in your mouth as you bob your head up and down, almost a nod.

you continue to bob your head, moving your hand in time with your head, and tom throws his head back, his mouth open in a soundless groan. you finally let him out with a pop, gasping for air as you moved closer to him, letting him close his legs around you.

your clit burns against your clothes as you moved, and you shift to sit on tom’s foot, rubbing your pussy against the top of his shoe. you place kitten licks across the tip of his cock as you grind against his foot, your core’s burning appeasing slightly at the friction.

tom looks down at you with narrowed eyes, a dark smirk playing on his lips. “who said you could ride me?” he demands, his hand tangled in your hair moving down to your chin. he sneers as you whimper around his cock, your ministrations on his foot ceasing immediately.

“please—please, tom, please—” you whine, your mouth full of his member.

“does it hurt, darling?” tom inquires, his eyes glittering under his curls. “does the doll need something to ride because her pussy hurts?”

you nod wildly, your lips parting around his cock as you silently plead him. tom smirks, and he prods his foot against your core.

“fine, fucking slut,” he hisses as you gratefully suck him, sitting back down on him and rubbing against his shoe.

your pussy burns at the friction, slick coating your underwear as your hips bucked against tom’s foot. you feel tom’s fingers entangle themselves back into your hair as your throat bobs around his long cock, his cockhead hitting the back of your throat again.

tom grunts, his thighs clenching as he sees your soft lips around his member, your clothed pussy rocking against his foot, your pretty eyes watering as you gagged around his length. his hips buck involuntarily in your face, making you gasp out, a broken moan falling from your lips as you greedily continue to suck him off.

“fuck. look at that pretty mouth sucking off my cock like candy,” tom growls, his fingers tightening around your hair as he pulls you closer. you whine softly, your hips rocking faster and harder against his foot.

tom’s cock twitches inside your mouth and you can see his balls tighten. you moan, lifting your hips to grind against his leg, your pussy aching as you rub hard against his pants. he lifts your head up by tugging at your hair, his eyes searching yours. you suck his cock harder, taking him in deeper as he groans, feeling his release build up in his lower stomach.

his member swells up in your mouth and you let out a small whimper at the sensation. fuck, you dreamt of this. tom pulls at your hair again, this time more desperate and needing. tom throws his head back, all his muscles tensing as his cock expands inside your mouth.

he groans and you feel his hot cum in your mouth before you taste it. tom fills your mouth up with warm jets of his load and you moan around his member, ceasing your grinding against his leg to greedily swallow up every last drop of his cum.

“take it all. swallow it, fuckdoll,” tom breathes out, his fingers tugging at your hair. another moan escapes your lips and he sneers, bucking his hips forward, forcing his cock deeper into your mouth.

you gulp the last of his load and pull him out slowly, the salty taste of his cum still lingering on your tongue. your tongue glides over your lips, lapping up any drops of tom’s cum left on your face.

his cock slaps up to his abdomen once released from your mouth, and tom grunts as he feels himself harden again, at the sight of you licking up his cum from your lips. “tastes good, doesn’t it?” he growls as he pulls you up by your hair, forcing you onto his lap.

“yes tom yes, tastes so good,” you mumble as tom’s hands push you up to his desk next to him, and he stands up, sliding his pants and boxers down to the ground, placing himself in between your legs. you watch him shrug off his robe and unbutton his shirt, revealing his toned and bare torso to you.

your swollen lips part, and you’re already salivating at the sight of tom riddle, standing in front of you, naked.

he pushes you down and grabs your wrists, pinning them above your head on his desk as his other hand starts taking off your clothes. tom’s mouth crashes down on yours and you feel his tongue immediately claim your mouth, swirling and exploring every inch of it.

he helps you take off your blouse, and essentially rips off your skirt, leaving you with nothing but your panties.

tom hums into your mouth. “no bra, darling?” he tsks. “how naughty of you. as if you were begging to get fucked by me.” he pulls away from your mouth and you whine, your hands struggling against his.

tom’s free hand brushes against your panties, and he chuckles as his fingertips brush against the slick-soaked fabric of you underwear. “so fucking soaked for me.” he hooks his fingers around the hem and tears them off, leaving your pussy bare and wet to him.

he pushes his fingers up your entrance and you bite your lip, stifling a whimper as slick coats his fingertips and he barely touched you. tom hisses with satisfaction, dipping two of his fingers deeper into your pussy, and you arch your back off his desk at the sudden penetration, a low moan escaping your lips.

he grunts, his cock throbbing as he fingerfucks you on his desk, his fingers curling and thrusting and pushing into your pussy. tom fixes his gaze on your face, the way your cheeks are flushed and you’re gasping out every time he plunges his fingers into your hole.

“why didn’t i fuck you sooner?” he asks himself aloud. he wonders when the potion’s effects will wear off and you’ll run away from him.

“tom!” you moan out, your tits shaking as your whole body shudders and arches off his desk. tom smirks and leans back in to kiss you, swallowing your moans and silencing your whimpers. he moves his tongue inside your mouth in time with his fingers, dragging his fingers against your tight hole before pushing them right back in roughly.

tom pulls his fingers out of your dripping pussy, pressing his fingers against your lips. you open your mouth eagerly, obediently as he shoves his fingers onto your tongue.

“that’s right. taste yourself, you slut. so fucking eager to get fucked by me, aren’t you, doll?” tom hisses as he watches you suck and lick your own juices off his fingers. his lips twist into a smirk as you nod slowly, and he lets you focus on his fingers as he aims his hips at yours, letting his cockhead rub against your clit.

you gasp, releasing his fingers from your mouth as you feel tom’s hot cockhead prod against your wet folds. he teases you, pushing in an inch and pulling out, watching you shudder and hear your soft, breathy moans escape your lips.

tom shallow-fucks you, grunting as he restrains himself from pounding into you until he’s balls deep, letting his cockhead dip into your sweet pussy and pulling out, before he lets your cunt swallow his cock whole.

his grip on your wrists tightens as he clenches his jaw, not being able to take it anymore. without warning, tom slams his hips into you, drilling his cock deep into you with a grunt.

you arch your back immediately, a loud moan leaving your throat as tom begins to pound your pussy. “moan like the whore you are for my cock,” tom growls into your ear as he thrusts his cock into you, letting it drag against your walls slowly before shoving himself back in.

he fucks you hard against his desk, making it move with every thrust of his hips. you moan loudly, the pleasure of his cock buried inside you making you see stars. tom shifts your legs, pulling them up to his shoulders to give him a better angle. he drives into you, the head of his cock pushing up against your g-spot, forcing a moan out of your lips and making you clench around his length.

a sweet pressure builds up in your lower stomach as tom ravages your pussy, his pace unforgiving. every time his cock hits your sweet spot, your vision goes dark and all you can hear are your moans and his grunts.

“so fucking tight,” tom groans as his hips slam against you, filling you up balls deep in one stroke. you shatter around him, moans falling breathlessly from your lips as you cum around him, your body shaking underneath him.

the pressure inside of you is so good, the way he stretches you out and fills you up. your pussy clenches around him forcefully as he continues to thrust into you, fucking your orgasm out of you.

tom swears, his cock twitching inside of you as his movements become sloppy and quicker. his hand tightens around your wrists, his fingers digging into your skin as he feels his own orgasm approaching.

his breathing becomes ragged and he pushes himself into you with one last thrust, burying himself deep inside of your tight pussy. you let out a breathy moan as tom releases his load inside of you, long jets of cum filling you up as he groans into your mouth, messily kissing your wet, swollen lips. “mine. all fucking mine,” he hisses as he rocks his hips against yours, riding out his high. “i don’t care if that was a lust potion, you’re my fucking cockslut now, is that clear?” tom breathes into your ear, making your heart skip a beat.

you kiss him, and his grip on your wrists loosen, finally letting you cup his face as you murmur, “i didn’t actually drink the potion, tom.”

taglist ꕀ

#tom riddle smut #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #slytherin boys smut #potions master!tom riddle #potions master #lust potion #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle x you #tom riddle x y/n #tom riddle x reader smut #18+ mdni #tom riddle imagine #riddle smut

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