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

Chapter 24

I didn't hate being his student, I can't lie. When someone like Tom gives you his undivided attention it's intoxicating. I came to despise the others and their petty minds. The pathetic looks of jealousy became tiresome, but I had a goal and nothing would ever distract me. That's the difference between him and I. He allowed himself to be distracted by bouncing breasts and a girl who'll scream for him. I knew the plan, and I followed it precisely. The only issue was he seemed to always want me near to him, even the day I asked if I could go collect my things from Regulus' and I's cottage he had to join. He watched me burn it down, an ignorant glee in his eyes thinking I did it for him. I thought I had found some time to myself as Tom

The night came and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't more nervous than I ever had been in my life. I had to rely on trust and trust alone, but the payoff was too brilliant. I often went to meet him in his office after the moon had risen, and that night would be no exception. I never knocked, I liked the shock on his face as I'd enter. His anger eased at the sight of me and he grinned. I shut the door behind me, loudly turning the key.

"I'm afraid I'm rather busy tonight, little one." He sighed, leaning back in his chair. My eyes swan over him, his broad shoulders making his shirt crease, his perfectly cut jaw cutting through the dim lighting.

"Don't look at me like that, Eloise." His voice deepened as I approached him. "You know what happens when you look at me like that." I placed myself onto his lap, his arms immediately spreading around me. I leaned across to kiss his cheek before my eyes lowered to his throat. My fingers began to run over the nearly invisible line from my little knife game months before.

"What did it feel like?" I whispered, looking back up to his dark eyes.

"Like choking on your own flesh and blood." He sighed, unbothered by the subject.

"But you had nothing to fear really did you? Considering...?" I leaned down to leave small kisses along the horizontal line, making him tip his head back slightly as he rubbed his large hands over my back.

"No, I didn't but it still wasn't exactly pleasant, Eloise." He released a small laugh. I lifted my face back to his.

"I want to know what it feels like." I whispered, making his eyes widen for a moment.

"Why?" He asked after a long pause, his eyes analysing my every expression.

"I want to feel the life leaving my body. I want to know what it feels like when the blood drains from my heart." He turned slightly paler than usual his dark eyes serious. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling his lips to mine briefly.

"Just for a moment, Tom. Then you can close the wound. You can save me. I trust you." While his narcissistic eyes lit up at the idea his face remained stoic and slightly afraid. I leaned forward once again, pressing my mouth to his trying to breathe life into those cold lips.

"What's the game here, Eloise?" He whispered, his arms tightening around me.

"No game. You're the only person who would do this for me. You've taught me about death and destruction, so now I want to know what it feels like to be destroyed, to die." I lifted the same knife from my garter and handed it to him. I picked up his wand from the desk and placed it in his other hand

"Vulnera Sanentur" I whispered, placing his fingers around the knife and lifting it to my throat.

"Vulnera Sanentur" He whispered before dragging the cool steel across my neck. His grip on my back held me upwards as the skin on my throat split in two. I felt the heat of blood soaking my skin and my throat began to gargle in the metallic taste. I kept my eyes on his, noticing a flicker of fear as my body convulsed in front of him, my blood flowing and pooling in his lap. My head began to spin, my eyes blurred in the darkness and I looked up hoping to find some source of light but I only felt the pain of my emptying body and exhaustion. I felt the coldness of death, the gasping desperation humans have to live.

"Vulnera Sanentur" I barely heard the words, but I felt the weight lift off my chest as my neck repaired itself. Before I had even regained full consciousness I could feel Tom's tongue swirling in my bloodied mouth, his grip aching as he pulled me close to him. He lifted his mouth from mine, letting me breathe and I saw him covered in my blood. An animalistic yearning overcome us both, the bleeding prey and the blood-covered predator. His hands immediately tugged at my dress, lifting it around my waist as my fingers unbuttoned his shirt and rubbed my blood over him, smearing his chest in crimson. As I felt him haphazardly readying to thrust upwards into me with his hands grasping either side of me aggressively, I wrapped my arms around him and pulled his face into my neck. He began to suck my healing neck as he effortlessly lifted my torso up slightly before bringing it down onto him, making us both cry out as he impaled me. His fingers began bruising my hips as he lifted and dropped my body onto him with force as he stretched me out from the inside. I let myself moan and cry at the ecstasy of him thrusting inside of me, my noises only making his push harder and faster. I released my grip of his head, allowing him to sit up from my neck. His face was stained red, and as he opened his mouth to groan in front of me I saw my blood dripping from his mouth, from his tongue. The sight of him covered in my life-source, panting he bounced me mercilessly on top of him made me begin to shiver all over. As I began to vibrate around him he groaned louder and louder.

"Fuck, I can't-" Before he could say anything I closed my walls around him and he came faster than he ever had before. My light-headedness doubled as I felt him finish inside of me, our cum mixing as we both screamed out in pleasure. His hands loosened on my hips in exhaustion and shock, almost leaving dent marks from his bear grip, and I lifted myself off him, dripping onto him. All I could smell was sex, sweat and blood.

"Was it worth it?" He whispered as my thumb tried to rub away the blood convering his lips. I smiled. Now I knew. When the war kills him, and he lies there dying I'll know how it felt.

"Thank you." I whispered, leaning my forehead on his. "Now you really have taught me everything you can, and I've taken it all." He breathed in my words, and I waited for the meaning to sink in. He blinked up at me. Before he could speak I lifted myself from his lap, looking down and admiring my blood-soaked clothes asI pulled my dress back down.

"What does that mean?" I kept walking towards the door until I felt his aggressive grip on my arm.

"Eloise, what the fuck does that mean?" He screamed, forcing me to face him.

"In an apocalypse which would bet on to survive: a rabbit or a rattlesnake?" I asked with a sweet smile. Looking down and admiring his naked body, smeared and dripping in my blood.

"What are you-"

"I would bet on the rabbit." I smirked, his hand falling from my arm in confusion and bewilderment.

"Eloise what-"

"Do you know why?" I took a step towards him. "Let it be my last lesson for you." His eyes narrowed down at me. "A wild rabbit knows how to hide. It knows which battles to run from and which to fight. They only leave their tunnels to eat and to fuck." I took another step forward. "But a rattlesnake dances and sings. It shows off. The problem with that is it's little show might scare some, but then a bigger, more dangerous animal hears that rattle and it leads them right to that poor snake. After the war is over the rabbit will resurface, bouncing over the decaying remains of the rattlesnake." He stared at me in silence, trying to piece together my words. "You're the rattlesnake Tom." I laughed.

"Is this because of that boy? That stupid-"

"Do you think that little of me Tommy?" I grinned. "I'm only following your advice, don't you remember? You said not to allow other's emotions derail me from my goals. Your emotions are no different, although they are much appreciated." I lifted my wand. "Stupefy!"