: Tom Riddle

: Harry Potter

: 18+

: Sensory Deprivation

~Y/n pov~

My wrists were bound to our bed, my chest was thumping from my erratic heartbeat, my eyes blinded by a blindfold as I heard a piece of clothing fall to the ground. I wriggled slightly when I heard the bed softly creak and the mattress sink to my right.

He was near. His hands weighed down the blankets by my sides, he lowered his chest on my exposed breasts: I heard his shallow, warm breath right beside my right ear.

"What's the safe word?" He questioned me.

"G-Green~" I whispered.

"Good." He said, he got off of me but remained between my legs.

I felt his cold hand touch my inner thigh-making me jump from the sudden sensation.

"Don't move, be a good girl~" Tom said, his voice sharp with dominance as he spread my legs open.

He teased my wet slit with his fingers, gently pressing one finger inside of me. A gasp left my mouth when I felt him bite my breast.

"Easy~" he chuckled, he thrusted his fingers into me-feeling around my tight clenching walls.

I shuddered as he scissored two of his fingers inside of me, I gasped-feeling his tongue press on my collarbone before nibbling it. His warm lips traveled up my neck to my throat and to my jaw.

"So wet, dear~" He whispered, he removed his fingers and left me clenching nothing but air.

But I felt his tip prod my sopping petals, I felt my sweat trail down my face as I tried to move him to do something.

"T-Tom~ Please- Agh! Shit!!~" I screamed-his cock penetrating my cunt and burning himself down balls deep inside me.

"A-Ah~ Please~ move~" I whimpered.

He kissed my lips as he started to roll his hips into me. He used his tongue to fuck my mouth with, then began pistoning his hips into me. He held onto my shoulder and waist as he leaned down to kiss me, but a slight tilt of my head I made, made him go for my neck. I felt his mouth sucking on my thin skin, for sure leaving hickeys here and there.

This made him pull my legs up higher and wrapped them around his waist, his fingers digging into the flesh of my hips while I raked my nails into my palms.

He somehow seemed to go deeper and deeper with each thrust, which made the pitch of my voice rise with each hit. I choked on my own air and words when he started to circle my clit with his thumb.

"F-Fuck! T-Tom!!~" I mewled when he bit my neck again, losing my damn mind over how rough he was fucking me.

"Yeah? You like this, dear?~" He grunted into the crook of my neck and grabbed my rear end with one hand, while the other remained on my breast. I couldn't reply, already too lost in the euphoric sense to utter a word, the tension in my body ready to explode. I felt sore to the core, too-I never felt this tired in a while.

I wanted to see him, see the face he was making while he did this. I bit my lip as he groaned in my ear, I felt his chest on mine, his hips slamming harshly against me before the band in my core snapped-washing a wave of pleasure and release over my senses and drowning my hearing with my own heartbeat as I trembled beneath Tom.

His hips stuttered to a stop before his lips landed on my cheek.

"Don't worry, dear, we're not done yet~" he chuckled.

"Nnhh~" I whined.

Day 5 ✔️