Tom Riddle

Request - smut (dub-con, safe-word use)

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A/N

Hi 🤗

Sorry I haven't actually updated on here for so long. So here's a shitty one for you :D

this has actually been requested a few times. a one-shot where tom is so angry he actually hurts y/n during sex and/or doesn't hear or doesn't immediately respond to the safe-word

⚠️ dub-con. this is not psycho tom but like I just said ^ ⚠️

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I'm in the library, doing work, when I feel someone come up behind me. They place their hands on either side of me, trapping me under them as I sit at the table, and I see that it's Toms hands and tense up slightly as he leans down to speak into my ear.

"Go to my room. Now. Wait for me there." He says.

"Tom—"

"Don't say a word, toy." He snaps slightly, stepping around and grabbing my jaw. I can tell he's angry. "Now." He orders. "Be on your knees when I get there or I'll make it hurt more, my love."

I nod and he smirks, leaning down to kiss me, then strides away. I get my things together, my heart racing a little, and as soon as possible I start to walk down to his dorm.

I get there and put my things down, taking off my robe, shoes, and tie before I kneel by the bed. I bite the inside of my cheek. I know he knows making me wait is torture, but he seems especially pissed off today so I'm not going to do anything other than what he told me to, no matter how tempting it is.

He does do this sometimes, if he's had a particularly rough day he'll take it out on me through sex, but it's never bad. I like it, honestly, and it's not like he never talks to me about why he's upset, that just usually comes after he rails me and is more calmed down.

After a while, the door clicks and swings open. I glance up, thankful he's here since my knees had started to hurt, and he smirks at me for a moment before he walks over to his dresser. I don't turn around to look at him but I hear him take off his tie, and then his shirt.

He steps towards me and grabs my hair by the roots on the back of my head, tugging my head back suddenly so I'm looking up. "Hands behind your back." He orders, and lets my hair go. I do as he says. "Close your eyes." He orders.

Again, I do, and then he steps away, coming back a moment later and I feel something, my tie or his, I think, wrapping around my face to cover my eyes. He ties it and then moves in front of me. I feel him grab my face and then move to the back of my head, tangling his hand in my hair as he unbuckles his belt with the other hand.

"Beg me to use your mouth, whore." He says, breathing heavy, and tugs on my hair slightly.

"Please, Tom." I start, already feeling desperate for him. Damn, the effect he has on me. "Use me, please."

"It's my lord to you, little one." He says, and I can practically hear his smirk.

"Please, my lord."

"What will you do for me?"

"Anything." I reply breathily.

"You desperate slut." He says, chuckling, and then I feel his dick on my lips. I open my mouth and he slowly thrusts in, letting out a deep sigh.