Supreme, Supreme, Dark Lord!

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The background of this episode is after all the dust has settled, Tom's age is unknown, Lord Voldemort's appearance age remains unchanged, and his mental age is also unknown.

Note: Please take this as a parallel time and space, that is, I don't know if it will appear or not.

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It is impossible to tell how many ups and downs they have gone through, but when they realized it, everything had already settled down. The dark devil finally broke the curse of not being able to get happiness, and found his love without having to rob the princess.

Lord Voldemort was still Lord Voldemort, tall, majestic, handsome, charming and full of charm.

Tom.Rui Dou is still Tom.Rui Dou is unrestrained, unrestrained, evil, capricious and handsome.

Even though they have already ruled the world, these two men with similar looks but completely different temperaments still live together. They ruled the darkness and daylight of the outside world respectively. On the surface, they are incompatible with each other, but in reality...?

The close lips parted, carrying the mingled turbid air, the always bloodless lips and cheeks looked a little rosy due to the lack of breath, Voldemort, dumbfounded, wiped his mouth, put down the phoenix quill, and even touched his eyelashes Tom touched his eyelashes and said, "Don't make trouble, I'm reading a book."

"Books can be read at any time, is that kind of thing more important to me?"

Tom, who refused to leave, clasped Voldemort's waist, and leaned over again, shamelessly grabbing attention from the dead thing. After a long time, Voldemort's black thread, which was unknowingly unbuttoned again, tightened his clothes and kicked the front door open. Tom who served him: "At least reading will not make me so tired, and books will not press me on the bed anytime and anywhere to try to drain me!"

"It's not anytime, anywhere──"

Tom who was kicked was not angry, and his face was still smiling. He held Voldemort's ankle in time before Voldemort retracted his foot, and then rubbed the sole of his foot with his slender fingers ambiguously: "At least in the kitchen I haven't tried it on the dining table or in the study room yet, I saw a lot of novelty things when I went to Japan for business, dear Voldy, let's try it?"

"Don't try to use those perverted things on me!"

Voldemort wanted to take his foot back knowingly, but Tom hugged that foot with a smirk and stood up slowly. He held Voldemort's waist when Voldemort's center of gravity was unstable, and he was very interested in matching his own desire. Said: "Look, I'm so hungry, Your Majesty the Great Demon King, should you seriously feed me?"

"Damn...I didn't just yesterday—"

The unfinished words were sealed with lips, and the clothes of the two were stripped clean by the improved Disarming Curse. The black prince of the wizarding world once again defended world peace with his body. His behavior deserves to be awarded the Nobel Prize. The honor of the Peace Prize and the gratitude of the people, if he would accept the Muggle award...

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The magic of witchcraft is unimaginable for ordinary people. A wizard who can use witchcraft is naturally not seven times a night. Therefore, after going crazy for a few times, and finally the clouds and rain have disappeared, Tom, whose body is still buried in Voldemort, hugged the black man tightly. Demon King: "Voldy, I love you."

"Before you say that, please pull out your damned ass."

The handsome Dark Lord frowned, and the soreness in his body made him moan in a low voice. In order to avoid accidents that always occur every time, he didn't act rashly this time, but gave Tom a faint order, but his other half just Grid laughed and hugged Voldemort tightly: "Oh, my dear Dark Lord, you really make my head down when you say that──"

"For a perpetual motion machine that is in heat all the time, I'd be happy if you were willing to hang your head down."

Voldemort complained shamelessly, but Tom couldn't help laughing: "Oh... Voldy, how can you be so cute? I love you more every day than yesterday, if anyone loves you more than I must be myself tomorrow──」

"...can you stop being so nasty?" Voldemort, who couldn't adapt, tightened his body, while Tom put his earlobe in his mouth with a smirk, and said vaguely while licking, "Loving yourself is a kind of love." Virtue, I am narcissistic."

"Self-love doesn't explain it like this... Tom? Isn't it..." Voldemort felt his body was full again, his face turned green, and he leaned on Tom with his arms and legs and wanted to get out, but Tom, who was pretending to be innocent, grabbed his waist , the evil-hearted man squinted his eyes and smiled with the most innocent expression: "My supreme majesty the devil, your lovely Tom wants it again, please kindly satisfy me..."

Following his words, the chirping and chirping voice had already explained everything, Voldemort covered his face with his hands when his face became hot again: "What kind of supreme... ah... supreme..."

"This..."

Tom gave a smirk, pulled it out slightly, and then slammed into Voldemort's sensitive point and said, "You are supreme in my heart, so I can only make you supreme."

"Heretics..."

Voldemort twisted his waist forcefully, pinched Tom so that he gasped with excitement, and Tom put Voldemort's feet on his shoulders excitedly, deepening his sprint, "Voldy! Voldy! I love you! I love you!"

"..."

Voldemort didn't respond until the exhausted and sleeping Tom was lying soundly on top of him. Then he stretched out his hand, brushed Tom's sweaty hair lightly, looked at his sleeping face, his lips pursed unconsciously, and then sighed.

"Well... I think maybe I'm a little self-absorbed too..." he said, and Tom's expression didn't change, but something reacted again, and the man with his eyes closed chuckled and rolled over again, turning his head again. The noble Dark Lord was under his body, so the legendary Demon King City once again heard ups and downs...