I have to lean back and stifle a sound somewhere between a gasp and a moan in the crook of his neck as Tom shifts slightly in his seat but he doesn’t react, he simply continues reading his book.
“Tom,” I warn him with a playful smile before cautiously returning to my own book. I feel him lean forward and his lips ghost the base of my neck.
“There’s no one here right now,” He murmurs gently. “If you promise to be quiet maybe I’ll fuck you right here.” I try not to let a reaction show because I know that’s what he’s after but I can’t help the light heat rising into my face at his words. I lean my head back onto his chest so I can look up into his eyes and whisper to him.
“If only Slughorn knew his golden boy spoke aloud such sinful desires.” He raises his eyebrows before leaning down so that our noses are only a centimetre apart.
“Desires? I’ve done a lot more than just desire.” He pauses and leans in even closer. When he whispers next, our lips brush together gently with each word. “If only Dumbledore knew his prized pupil gives in to these desires every time I ask. If only he knew how I make her scream my name and beg for more.” He kisses me properly then. It’s gentle at first but gradually becomes more heated. He slips his tongue into my mouth and I don’t try to resist him. Our saliva swirls together and when we separate, a string of it keeps our mouths connected until it snaps. He grasps my face slightly and wipes the excess off with his thumb, not breaking eye contact as he does so. I could feel the mounting pressure as he became more aroused so I decided to end the interaction there. The expression on his face is one of smug amusement.
I smile sweetly and give him a quick peck.
“You’re insufferable.” He smiles at that and I lean forwards again to continue my reading. The movement however causes his dick to slip slightly deeper within my folds which causes me to pause and lightly bite my bottom lip to avoid any noise escaping.
I know he feels me tense up faintly but before he can tease me about it a few of our classmates make their way over.
“Riddle, we were hoping you could settle an argument for us.” A Gryffindor says with a nervous smile.
Tom very gently sighs before setting his book down.
“What is it?”
I don’t pay much attention to the ensuing conversation but I soon grow bored of it so without warning I clench my walls around Tom’s soft cock.
“That’s not-” A sharp intake of breath. A long pause.
“Riddle, are you alright?” One of the boys asks, concerned. I somehow manage to keep a straight face.
“I’m sorry, would you mind cutting this short? There's something Y/n and I have something to discuss.” His tone is polite but there’s a subtle edge to his words. Once the boys have left there’s a long pause.
“Are you going to fuck me now?”