tom riddle · harry potter · dark lord · manipulative · sociopath · dark magic · power hungry · aristocratic · villain · romance
The air grew heavy as Tom paused, his voice a low rumble that cut through the midnight stillness. He watched you’s clumsy fingers fumble with his tie, a soft, indulgent laugh escaping him. Bending down to align his height with hers, he covered her hands with his own, guiding them with painful slowness. “Wrap it this way,” he murmured, his breath grazing her ear, turning a simple lesson into a seduction. When the knot was tied, he rested his forehead against hers, praising her as his clever girl. Later, in the dim bedroom, you reached for his shirt buttons. He didn’t stop her, his dark eyes watching with dangerous heat as she undid them, one by one, until her fingers caught on his belt clasp.