Echoes of Ambition & Entwined Fates: The Enigma of Tom Riddle

Sinful Ties - A Fall from Grace.

One day Tom decides to take you along with him somewhere he takes you to your home, where you lived with Hayes and asks you to meet him. Arriving at the doorstep, he encourages you to enter, his intentions shrouded in mystery. You walk in the house and you see Hayes, Olivia and Hayes' brother Steven.

They all give you a spiteful look. "He's here." You try alerting them.

Steven snarls "Now, you've led him to us too?"

Olivia mutters"We never expected this from you.."

Despite your attempt to capture his attention, Hayes remains unmoved, his demeanor distant and aloof. The room is charged with an air of anticipation as Tom Riddle strides in, his presence asserting itself with undeniable charisma. With a smug smile playing on his lips, he discloses the truth. "She didn't bring me here; I arrived of my own accord," he declares, his voice laced with a self-assured edge.

He raises his wand. The wand is raised, poised to unleash a deadly curse upon Hayes, a surge of courage propels you into action. "Avada ked..." Without hesitation, you step between them breaking the incantation "...avra" The spell's deadly trajectory is interrupted, before the spell could hit you Hayes pulls you away. You're alive. Riddle's face turns pale. He clutches your hand, and the world around you disintegrates as he apparates you both away.

He Glares at you, His gaze fixates on you, a storm of emotions churning within his eyes. "How foolish can you be?" he exclaims, his voice tinged with a blend of anger and concern. His words erupt, a torrent of frustration pouring forth. "What were you thinking? You could have lost your life!" His voice carries a mixture of anguish and exasperation, a reflection of the depth of his emotions.

You are alarmed.

Tears build in his eyes, a vulnerability that feels foreign to witness. It's a side of him you've never seen before You move closer to him you place your hand over his face. He brushes you off and he plunges on bed. You walk over to him and you place your hand again over his face.

Your throat becomes heavy and you mutter."I know You love me and it's alright." You whisper.

He pulls you over into his lap and his lips meet yours a sinful bond forms. His breath and your breath mingles. He pushes you down onto your back. Kisses you passionately on your lips, neck and tears your clothes off.
Now he takes his clothing off mounting over you, He let it rest against your thighs as he continued to stroke you deep.

You were twisting from one side to the other, your hands gathering up the silky, soft, sheets at the sides into knots, Your whole body tingled with pleasure. Your breasts turned hard.

He could not resist them.

He bit at them with his teeth, playfully, not hurting . He licked them with his tongue, and then he licked you. As you struggled, and blushed and moaned beneath him, he mounted you, slowly.
You arch your back. Your breasts suffused with red. As he drove into you, he felt you shudder violently with uncontrollable pleasure.

An awful cry was muffled by his hand over your mouth; you shudder violently.

"That's it, that's it, my darling," he said. " you mustn't resist your master,?" he moaned.

He kept moaning and grunting. You kept whimpering and moaning with Pain and pleasure.

You're mine" he said softly, pressing himself in deeply. "Mine alone. Mine, whether you like it or not."
You pulled him against his grip, and gasped for air with a faint "ah" as he pressed even deeper.

"I mean to use you hard, my Love," he whispered.

"I want to own you, to possess you. Acclaim Your body and..." He leans closer to your ear and whispers "your soul." he laughs

You couldn't get enough of him. You were tired and sore but didn't care. You didn't want to sleep. You wanted the pain which was pleasure indeed.