3 Works in stuff i've read
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Outside the moon shone, surrounded by adoring stars that hung high in the sky.
The moonlight would never reach inside their bedroom, with the curtains drawn tight, and his body covering hers. “You can take it, sweetheart,” Tom murmured, his hand cradling her cheek, “I know that you can."
He kissed her roughly, his tongue slipping between her parted lips to tangle with her own. She tasted like sweet strawberries, cream, and sunlight, a taste that he couldn’t get enough of.
She was always his opposite, her hands as clean as his were stained red...
Dark Fantasy, Forced Marriage AU | For the Tomione 2020 Fic Gift Exchange! 🔥💖
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“I want a hero: an uncommon want,” Tom murmured, his index finger tracing beneath the finely printed words. Lord Byron’s work was a favorite of his, and his wife’s, “when every year and month sends forth a new one, till, after cloying the gazettes with cant, the age discovers he is not the true one – “
His wife curled in his arms, warm and sated with his spend dripping from her thighs. She made for a decadent sight; her chignon askew and her cheeks flushed pink, while Tom held her closer to him. She was the only one he desired close, the only one he had never considered pushing away.
Nor did he desire the afternoons they spent at the manor to end when they made love freely throughout every wing of the manor and every sunny place outside. The garden was well tended, while the apple orchard stretched throughout countless acres, ensuring they would never be caught en dishabille unless they wished it. It was their private paradise, or their ‘Eden,’ as they called it.
One that others would never know of...
For the Tomione 2020 Fic Gift Exchange! 🔥💖
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“You have ink on your cheek, love,” Tom murmured, crouching beside Hermione. He cast a wandless spell, the ink fading from her skin. Her eyes fluttered open, softening as she saw who was near her. “Tom,” she whispered, before closing her eyes again.
"I'll take her to my room," Tom said, slowly gathering her into his arms. Her head rested against his shoulder, her dark curls cascading down her back. Draco moved to his feet and unbuckled the Mary Jane's from her feet.
Hermione often spent her nights divided between the two; only sleeping in her own, private room when ill. Though when she’d come down with a nasty case of the cat flu, Draco had curled beside her, and read silly, muggle-born romances to her, that she would never admit to liking, while Tom brewed potions for her using Slughorn's lab. She was their witch, the only one that Tom or Draco would ever share.
Maybe, she was always meant to be theirs.
Canon AU | The Golden Trio never existed, in its stead are three, pining Slytherins.