The One with the S3x

[WARNING : smut (this whole chapter)
don't take this all too sirius]

i sat next to my boyfriend, tom riddle, in the back of the class. both of us were quite bored.
     i gasped when i felt a heavy hand on my thigh. i hold my hand to my mouth and glance to my right, where i see him smirking. "what are you doing?" i hiss but it doesn't undo him from his smirk.
     he leans closer and whispers in my ear, "i want you now." a shiver went through my body, knowing tom is satisfied with my reaction. "we are in class," i breathe, "where we can't do this."
     tom slowly moves his hand up my thigh. i lay my hand on his hand, preventing him to go any further. causing tom to lean in and whispers, "don't be a bad girl. you know what happens to bad girls," he pauses, "they get punished."
     "then i have been a bad girl, daddy," i whisper in his ear. i notice the goosebumps to where my breath fanned. tom finally removes his hand, allowing me to breathe. "i'm not done with you, darling. not yet."

after class was dismissed, tom left the classroom rather quick. i frowned but let it go. i strolled through the hallway when i suddenly was pulled into a cupboard.
a hand prevented me from making any sound. "punishment part one," he purrs near my ear. "please, daddy," i respond.

tom spins me around and holds my whole body with one arm. his other hand lays on my thigh. "where were we? before i was rudely interrupted," he whispers darkly.
his hand moves up my thigh and i can't do a single thing. it felt like my skin was on fire, everywhere his skin touched. "daddy," i whine. "someone is desperate," tom smirks, "i want you to beg for it."
"please daddy," i whine, "please touch me." tom follows my desperate beg and softly rubs over my panties, which are soaking wet. "so wet for me, already," he chuckles darkly. "only for you, daddy," i mutter.

tom pushes the wet fabric away, "it's useless anyway." a shiver was sent down my spine as i felt his fingers rubbing my vagina.
     "you like that?" he whispers, chuckling. i nodded but that gesture made him stop. "answer me!" he growls. "yes daddy! i liked that, daddy! please don't stop!"
     "what a mess are you," he breathes and tightens the grip around me. then i understood why. one of his fingers slam right into me. i opened my mouth but no sound came out. "we gotta be quiet, darling," he whispers, "even though i like to hear how i make you feel."

he swiftly adds another finger, pumping in and out of me. tom's lips brushes mine, allowing me to moan in his mouth. which turned him on more than ever.
i was reaching my high, just when tom's fingers left me. i whine in his mouth and i can feel the smirk on his face. he pulls back and lips his fingers, chuckling. "sweet."
he then unbuckles his belt and lowers his pants. he lines up to my vagina and slams right in, not giving me any time to adjust to him. my scream was soon muffled with tom's lips as he started to pick up a pace. he knew no mercy and fucked the hell out of me.
"god, you are so tight," he pants. i couldn't bring out a single word, except "cumming." "not yet, darling," he pants, "i need you to cum with me." tom increases his pace. i felt his penis harden, which meant he was reaching his high.
"look at me," he demands, "look at me while you cum. i want to see how good you are taking me." i opened my eyes to look in his dark brown eyes. we both reached our highs, leaving us panting. tom pulls out of me and cleans himself.

"only wait for tonight," he winks and leave me alone in the cupboard. i only needed time to process what just happened.
     i readjusted my clothing and looked at my watch. my next class will start soon. i leave the cupboard, pretending nothing happened.

the first thing i spot was tom's satisfied smirk on his face as i step into the classroom. "i can't wait to hear you scream, darling," he whispers, chuckling. my cheeks must have turned red because of his comment.
both of us knew, i wasn't going to walk for days. it enlightens tom's mood.

the day went by slowly but finally, the dinner was there. tom and i had been shooting glances at each other, knowing we both don't want to be here.
     "i'm full," i say, "and tom agreed on studying together." my friends nod and just let me go. from the corner of my eye, i see tom rising on his feet as well. 'the fun can begin.'

i waited for him outside the great hall. tom walked around the corner and smirked as soon as our eyes connect. we both knew this would be a hell of a ride.
"shall we get going, darling?" he whispers. "yes, daddy," i whisper and intertwine my hand with his.

as tom was a prefect, he had prefect dormitories. tom had his own dormitory. yet, tom had put a spell around the room, just in case.
     while tom is casting his spell, i undo myself from my sweater. i decided to tease him with undoing the first two buttons of my shirt.
tom stows away his wand in his robe before slowly approaches me. i did a step back, he did a step forward. i smirked as my back touched the wall.
     the slytherin towers of you and places a hand above your head. he leans in closer, and whispers in my ear, "punishment part two." "please, daddy."

he then noticed my change of clothes. since he was taller, he had a full look of my breasts. he smirks as he chuckles, "i'm the one who teases you, darling." i look up with innocence in my eyes. "what are you talking about, daddy?" i ask.
tom's hand wraps around my throat, causing me to gasp. "you know exactly what i'm talking about," he hisses, "remember who is in charge." "you, daddy," i say. he lets go of my throat and his lips swiftly brushed against mine. my hands go up to his hair, tugging it.

as then, my hands work on his shoulders, trying to undo him from his robe. which he allows me to do while he slowly unbuttoning my shirt.
     our lips partened as i pull his sweater over his head. i grab his tie, bringing him close to me and i crash my lips on his. he chuckles within the kiss, somewhere liking this dominance.

yet, he was done with that and wanted to be in charge again. he slid off my shirt, leaving me in my bra. he chuckles as he observes the fabric, "wearing my house colours now, are you?" "of course," i whisper, locking my eyes with his.
     he easily picks me up, walking to his bed. with a wave of his hand, my clothes disappear. which i found unfair since he was still dressed. but i could see the bulge in his pants.

he pins my hands above my head with one hand. the next thing i felt was cold metal around my wrists. i glance up, only to see handcuffs around my wrists. my reaction was exactly what tom expected and wanted.
with another wave of his hand, he blindfolded me. i couldn't see anything else but black. i felt the bed sinking in, because of tom's weight. he just sat there, observing my body while i waited.

he laid his cold hand on my stomach and slowly moved to my throbbing core. his hand rested on my lower stomach, torturing me. "please, daddy," i breathe.
     i know tom was shifting position. one leg on each side of me and his left arm next to my head. "craving for something?" he purrs, next to my ear. i nodded, "yes daddy."
"tell me what do you desire?" he asks, his free hand on my stomach. his finger circling around my umbilicus. "you daddy," i say, "i want you inside. i want you to fuck me so hard i can't walk." tom knew i couldn't see him but the smirk on his face.

"your wish is my command," he purrs into my ear. his hand went down my vagina, softly rubbing it. "god, so wet." he chuckled. i felt his hot breath against my chest.
     i gasped when he both entered me with his finger and took my breast in his mouth. his teeth softly nibbles my nipple as he adds another finger. i yanked the handcuffs, growing a frustration. a frustration of not being able to touch him.
     my back arched and my mouth opened but no sound. "i want to hear you, darling," he whispers, "i want to hear what i'm doing to you." i did what he wanted. it sounded as music to his ear.

i felt his breath, on my stomach. tom saw in the corner of his eye a mirror. another idea popped in his head, knowing he would use that later.
     "t-tom," i whine, "i'm-" tom pulls his fingers out, leaving me frustrated. "remember, darling," he whispers, "this is punishment."
     he brings his wet fingers to my mouth. "suck it," he demands. i do as he says and suck my own juices from his fingers.

the weight next to my head disappears. i couldn't see a thing, not even knowing whether tom was still dressed or not. but i craved to touch him.
     tom spreads my legs. i shivered as i felt a cold breeze against my hot core. he shortly jerks of his penis before he lines up.
     "lift your hips for me darling," he commands. as i lifted my hips, giving him better access. tom slowly entered me. once the tip of his penis entered, he slammed the rest in. "bloody hell!" i screamed. a scream that turned into a moan.

tom snaps his fingers and the blindfold disappears. "look at me when you cum," he demands. tom had picked up his pace, allowing me to cum. yet, he didn't stop.
     with another snap, the handcuffs disappeared. he pulled out of me to turn me over and slam right in. he snaps his fingers again, my hands were cuffed behind my back.
     tom forced me to bend my knees for better access. for him to thrust deeper into me. he pulls my upper body closer to him. his arm over my shoulders, to keep me steady. his other hand was placed on my lower stomach.

"see that mirror," he breathes in my neck. i glance around the room, spotting the elegant mirror. "yes, daddy," i answer.
     "i want you to look at me through that mirror," he whispers, "so you can see how good you are taking me." i tilted my head and looked into the mirror. tom watches me in ecstasy.
"i'm ... i'm-" "you know what to do, darling," he whispers. i hadn't noticed i had closed my eyes until i opened them. i looked into the mirror, locking my eyes with tom. tom doesn't decrease his pace while i reach my third high of the day.

tom groans as i came. "bloody hell, you're tight," he grunts. "look at how good you're taking me," he whispers in my ear. i watched myself in the mirror. god, i was a mess. but i was his mess.
     as tom was still pounding into me with quite a pace, i felt a tight knot in my lower stomach. i observed tom in the mirror. his usual perfect, brown curls were now sticking to his forehead.
     "you look so good when you're taking me, daddy," i pant. "yes," he pants, "tell me how good i make you feel." "you make me feel like a little slut, daddy," i whisper. "daddy's little slut," he grunts.

i feel him harden and soon he reaches his high. he pulls out of me, pushing my shoulder so i would fall into my back. i could finally admire tom's body.
     i observe him licking two fingers before he enters me. he picks up a fast pace and then i understand what he is doing. he wants me to cum one more time. while his hand works, he crashes his lips on mine.
     i moan in his mouth as his thumb caresses my clit. i arched my back and tom could only smirk to my reaction. he pulls away to look me in the eyes, knowing i'm close.
     there i went, reaching my third high during this night. tom enjoyed every moment of it. he kisses me once again. sweet kisses.

"i love you," he mutters.
"i love you too," i kiss him.