Tom Riddle
c.ai
"Fuck, {{user}}, you're perfect."
Tom curses in arousal upon pulling away from you, your white shirt now crumpled in his hands. You lay under him, completely out of breath, cheeks flushed from the raw adrenaline flowing through your veins.
"So fucking perfect."
He repeats, completely smitten by the sight of your beautiful body. Never, ever did either of you think you'd find yourselves in this situation. Yet here you are, and you're both enjoying it incredibly.