Rabbits and Rattlesnakes [Regulus Black/OC/Tom Riddle ]

Chapter 7

(Warning: Smut!!)

I looked down at him from the top of the stairs. He shifted uncomfortably, looking around at the crumbling walls and ivy-wrapped windows. He wasn't a snob, I knew that, but something about seeing him in his expensive coat with his hands clasped tightly behind his back inside my disintegrating home warmed my stomach. As I descended his eyes met mine, and I couldn't hide my glee. I'd spent the last three weeks of summer alone at home with my father, so his lips were too tempting. I jumped the last two steps and leapt over to him, throwing my arms around him and pushing my mouth onto his. After the initial surprise I felt him hold me, lifting me onto the tips of my toes as we crashed into each other.

"Your elf is very protective of you." He laughed after we released one another, his cheeks as red as his lips. "He didn't want to let me in."

"Well I have known him my whole life." I grinned. Elves are more powerful than people understand, or care to understand. To make an enemy of one is unnecessary. I grabbed his hands, trying to drag him towards the stairs.

"Eloise." He stayed stuck to his spot, laughing gently. "Eloise-"

"What?" I turned, pouting. "I just want to show you have much I've missed you..." With my hands still entwined in his I leaned forward into his chest to lay a kiss on a button of his waistcoat. As I looked up to see his dark eyes staring above his chiseled chin I bit the fabric, pulling to release the button.

"Merlin..." He breathily moaned, only encouraging me to move onto the next button, but he stepped back. 

"Eloise, I'm here because I have to speak to you before we go back to-" I rolled my eyes and turned away from him. As I walked towards the stairs I could feel the trail of his eyes along the back of my body. I slowly climbed the steps before turning to look back at him. His eyes climbed up the curve of my neck and over my mouth. I watched him staring at the smile growing on my lips. There was plenty of time for talking, but I'd never wanted to be touched more than I had in that moment. I'd always wondered what it'd feel like to look at someone the way boys had looked at me, and it didn't disappoint. He took a slow stride forward, and then another. His long legs leading him towards me. I reached the top of the steps and made my way to my room, feeling him stalking behind me. I heard the footsteps stop, and the slow creaking of my door closing. I took a deep breath, finding my confidence wavering for a second. I turned to see him standing there. His tall body lurking in my childhood bedroom, his rabbit eyes reminding me that I couldn't lose my confidence now. I slowly unzipped the back of my skirt, letting it fall around my feet. Watching him gulp as I began to lift my shirt over my head made me tremble with excitement. He silently stared as I took a small step outside the ring of my skirt, and then another and another towards him. I stopped just in front of him, the material of my bra gently brushing against his jacket.

"You can touch me you know." I whispered, curving my neck up to him.

"I... I can't... I don't deserve to-" My hand slipped over his and brought it to my mouth. I opened his palm to leave a light, warm kiss. His cheeks reddened as his chest began to rise and fall. I lowered his hand, making his fingers run down my throat and slowly over my breasts. I looked up at him as I guided him over my stomach, watching his mouth open slightly as he felt the edge of my underwear. There was no going back now. He couldn't resist anymore. He pushed his head down into mine, our tongues intertwining as he wrapped his arms around me. I began undoing his trousers, letting him slip them off before directing him towards the bed. I tugged at his shirt, desperately wanting to feel his skin on mine, but he shook his head, only removing his jacket and waistcoat. I wanted to argue, but the urge to get him onto the bed was too overwhelming. I unbuttoned most of his shirt before pushed him backwards onto the bed. Standing over him I felt my thighs tingling. He looked so trapped. He lifted his long, partially exposed torso and rested on his elbows, leaning back as he looked at up me. I lifted my legs and spread them around him, my hands instinctively grabbing onto his long black hair as I straddled him. I pulled the hair at the top of his neck, forcing his head to tilt up to mine. I kissed him slowly, deeper than I had ever before. As he moaned into my mouth I found my teeth biting the edge of his lip, creating a small bubble of blood to appear. I leaned down and opened my mouth, letting my tongue wipe the blood away, the metallic taste making me shiver. I felt him tremble under me, his erection rubbing against the inside of my thigh as I wiped his blood from my lips. I placed my hands on his chest, pushing his back down onto the duvet. I watched his body contort below me as my hand gently wrapped around him.

"Are you sure?" He whimpered. I grinned, lowering myself over him to give him a quick kiss. It warmed me that he thought there was any part of this that he had control over. As I leaned back up I felt his strong grip on either side of my hips. He helped me rise off him, my hand guiding him towards my entrance. As I felt the tip of him begin to push into me we both looked at each other. As we lowered my body onto him both of our mouths opened, our eyes overwhelmed by the sight of the other. My body exploded in feeling as he slowly stretched my walls. Neither of us could control the groans escaping our bodies. My hand reached for the bedpost for support as he guided my hips upwards again. I was so wet. I hadn't even realised. As he entered and exited me over and over my legs trembled more. I watched him as he started at his cock appearing then disappearing inside of me. His chest was bright pink, and it suddenly occurred to me that he may never have been with someone before. I felt a surge of power in my veins. It was Regulus panting beneath me. The quiet boy, the boy no one had ever even gotten close to knowing. That dark, moody boy's fingers were digging into my hips, pushing his erection into me. He felt my gaze, my erotic god-complex only inspiring him to fuck me harder. Suddenly his hands wrapped around my back, pulling my body down to his. My breasts pressed against his chest, my mouth landing on his neck where his skin tasted warm and salty. I felt his breathing quicken as he drilled into me, feeling so hot that I could just burst into flames any second. His rhythm became frantic and his grip around me tightened.

"Fuck El... you feel so-" His desperate whispers heated my skin as his panting breaths hit the inside of my ear. "I can't... fuck-" I squeezed my legs around him, tightening my walls making him release a deep guttural groan. He quickly pushed me up, ripping himself out of me. The speed made me whimper as I fell back on top of him, feeling his writing body under me as his warm cum landed on my lower back and thighs. I rolled off him panting, my legs shivering uncontrollably at the sudden absence of him. It was over too early. I turned to look at him, his chest rising and controlling dramatically as he stared wide eyed at the ceiling. I turned onto my side, resting my head on one arm as the other wrapped around him, my fingers trailing up and down his chest. His rabbit eyes turned to find mine, his hand taking mine to his mouth where he left hot, sloppy kisses on my fingers. I watched his black hair sticking to the sides of his flushed face. I loved the way he looked at me. I loved the way he had looked beneath me, how he'd moaned into me as he came, his body exuding heat as I made him whimper.

"So..." I leaned forward to leave a small peck at the tip of his nose. "What's so important that you thought it took priority over that?"