Shows [Reverse Harem x Reader]

Thirty-Seven

"No, not my time turner, rather, a different kind of device."

You correct him, still feeling shocked at your situation.

"What can of device?"

Tom is now grabbing the side of your face, staring at you, waiting for your explanation.

"A device that would take me to meet creeps like you, Riddle."

You exclaim, shoving his hand away from you in discomfort.

Out of everyone, it had to be Tom, not Newt.

Oh, how much you miss your sweet, kind-hearted, Newt.

"A creep that you have a long history with...why don't you take a seat so we can speak more comfortably."

He points at the sofa; you walk over it and sit down in the middle, not allowing Tom to sit beside you.

Instead, he smirks as he decides to stand directly in front of you, causing you to lean back.

"You have a fancy-looking house here. Are you fending off your rich pureblood followers?"

"I have built my wealth from scratch; I thought you knew that I'm better than that, my dear."

"I don’t recall ever thinking you were better than anything, Tom," you say calmly, despite the annoyance going on inside your head.

"Tell me, my dear, why is it that you’ve come back to me? Surely, it’s not just to insult me."

You narrow your eyes at him, your jaw tightening.

"I didn’t come back to you, Tom. I didn’t even want to be here, this was a huge mistake."

"A mistake, you say? How curious. And yet, here you are sitting, waiting for me to fuck you"

As you were about to deny it, Tom suddenly shoved you down on the sofa before getting on top of you.

"You have never seen me nude before,, have you?"

The fact that you are trying to calm your racing heart down, as the feeling of his body against your own, makes you feel things.

Things that you only feel when you are reading 18+ content.

"Tom, this is inappropriate!" You let out in embarrassment, trying to get up from the position you are in.

"Yet, you didn't even tell me to stop and get off of you, now, did you?"

This is correct, well, you are living a fantasy.

An Ao3 fanfic fantasy.

Tom leans down towards your face and smirks.

"This is your last chance to reject my advances to kiss you."

When you don't say anything, Tom kisses you on the lips.

He didn't even give you three seconds to make a decision.

After deeply kissing your lips, he pulls away a little and then places small kisses near your lips.

"Remember when I told you that I wanted you to be my wife after we graduate?"

Oh, you remember everything very well, but of course, you play a fool.

"...No"

"Liar," he accuses, tilting his head.

"You remember it perfectly, the way I told you, with all the certainty in the world, that you were meant to be mine."

"It's funny how you act like what is between us is a love story when, in reality, you only want to possess me as if I were a tool."

"Let us assume what you said is true? How will you stop me?"

"I'm going to leave soon, so don't put any type of hope in marrying me, Riddle."

You remind him that your stay here is not permanent.

"Then we will marry tonight."

His hand wraps around your neck, his thump stopping on your pulse.

"You shall become my Dark Lady, someone that everyone will fear and respect."