Monster From Hell | Tom Riddle

fifty one

Tom dragged my hand all the way from the leaky cauldron right back to the castle. He dragged me up the stairs and through the halls without saying a word to him. I stayed silent, following along with where he was going.

He dragged me into the common room where people were reading by the fire and talking to others. He dragged me right up to his dorm and closed the door behind him.

He had me pinned up against the wall. His hair was in his face from all of that walking. He started attacking my neck with kisses, sucking on the skin. It would definitely leave a mark.

"I need you so badly right now." He breathed. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and started to take it off. He threw it to the floor quickly before returning to me, "Wow darling."

"What," I chuckled.

"You're so fucking pretty." He said while taking my face in his hands. His fingers carefully carress my jaw. He placed both of his thumbs on each side of my cheeks. He carefully leaned into my lips, his wet cherry lips brush up against mine lightly. Our lips connected and molded perfectly. Butterflies multiplied in my stomach as he slid his tongue into my mouth. He then started to suck and bite on my bottom lip.

He traveled down to my neck and then started whispering against my neck. Although it wasn't normal whispering. It was a weird language, almost like a snake was whispering to me.

A few moments later I realized.

Tom could speak parseltongue. And that's why hr sounded like a snake.

"You...speak parseltongue?" I asked.

"Yeah." He said simply before returning back to my neck. He placed his lips onto my skin, sucking on the skin which would definitely leave yet another mark. He has left so many marks on me it was almost hard to count how many. In fact it was impossible.

I felt Tom's large hands travel to my waist and start to lift me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his torso and rested my arms on both of his shoulders. He sat me down on his desk.

"Wait here." He orders me as he starts clearing off the table. Once he was done he pushed me down against the table and crawled on top of me.

"I'm gonna make you feel good." He whispered to me  huskily as he placed kisses all along my jaw. He held both of my hands up with his tight grip, "Don't move darling."

He began to kiss down my chest, biting at the skin every so often. I let out a few moans and whimpers of pleasure. Then I felt his wet tongue start to drag up my chest. He looked back up at me and smirked.

"You like that? Or should we take it to the next level?" He asked while his fingers creep up my thighs. I nodded in response, "Well, what's your answer darling. Do you want to take it to the next level?"

I nodded my head yes. Tom picked me up from of the table and held me against the wall. He placed me down on the ground.

"You know what to do." He said plainly as he started unbuckling his belt. He quickly threw it to the floor and started to undo his pants.

I quickly got down on my knees and moved the hair from out of my face. Tom slid his pants down along with his underwear, revealing his member, "Now suck darling."

I said nothing and started to take the tip of it in my mouth. I began to suck the tip, then taking more into my mouth. I then started to suck harder and faster. Loud moans pleased my ears.

"Fuck, Darling." He exhaled, "Good girl. So fucking good. I love you princess. So fucking much. Don't forget that."

He carefully grabbed at the roots of my hair and tugged gently at my hair while letting out a moan, "I'm so close, oh fuck."