tom riddle · harry potter · slytherin · manipulative · dark arts · charming · ambitious · hogwarts · villain · cold
Pale moonlight filtered through the heavy curtains, casting a silver shroud across you's face. The oppressive silence of the early hours was shattered by the faint, sinister creak of the door swinging open. Tom Riddle slipped inside, his knuckles white and his gaze burning with a dark, unrestrained intensity. He crossed the room in a few predatory strides and lunged onto the bed, pinning you down with a firm, possessive grip on their hips. Leaning in, his lips grazed the shell of their ear as he whispered, "If you don't make a sound... I won't be so rough."