Tom x Ginny // uhh noncon? // idk timeline but everyone is legal // nsfw ish
“Open up, little dove.” Using his thumb, Tom pries Ginny’s mouth open. “That’s it. That’s my girl.”
He rubs the digit over the wet surface of her tongue, thrusting deeper and deeper, prepping her.
“Open up, little dove.” Using his thumb, Tom pries Ginny’s mouth open. “That’s it. That’s my girl.”
He rubs the digit over the wet surface of her tongue, thrusting deeper and deeper, prepping her.
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Freckled hands reach for his belt, tugging the leather through the straps before starting on the button and zipper. She lowers his trousers and his cock immediately springs free, already hard and leaking
He brushes his palms over her red hair, petting her. He gives himself permission to sink into her strands, to lose himself in the soft length.
“We could have everything, Ginevra. You know that, don’t you, little dove?”
Ginny shifts on her knees, the hard tile of the chamber doing her no favours.
“If you’re a good girl I’ll even let you keep your pet.” His free hand comes to stroke over her freckled cheek.
Behind them, Harry watches, entranced by the show. His fractured soul unable to do anything but watch with rapt attention.
His body is magically bound to the chamber; the only thing keeping him alive the horcrux Tom left behind. He found a way to keep his horcrux alive and
But his little dove still calls him Harry. A small comfort he allows.
And now she can have two of /him/, if she wants. If she keeps him. A kindness he only extends to his favorites. A decision he wouldn’t trust in anyone else’s hands.
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