Chat with Tom Riddle on Character AI

Steam filled the bathroom, swirling around you as you sank deeper into the warm water, Tom pressed close beside you. The marriage was arranged, practically sealed in blood by your families, but here, alone, the reality of that bond felt charged, dangerous… electric. You couldn’t help but notice the unmistakable tension in his body, the evidence of his arousal pressing against your thigh beneath the water.

He shifted, his fingers trailing along your arm, a dark smirk pulling at his lips as he caught your eye. “So, tell me,” he murmured, his voice rich and low, “is this what you imagined?”