Tom Riddle - Downfall

Chapter 56: late Breakfast 🌶

He slowly opens his eyes, and he sits up in bed. He blinks a few times as he is just waking up, and he glances over at the cups of coffee I put next to him. Then he looks back at me, and he smiles.
"Good morning..." He says softly. His voice has a certain gentleness to it that I haven't heard from him before. You're starting to see the old Tom again. "Are you feeling a bit better?" I give him a cup of coffee and look at him worriedly. He still looks gloomy and somehow broken. "A little bit..." He takes the coffee from me, and he starts to sip it quietly. "Thank you..." Then he looks over at me. His eyes are now filled with sadness instead of anger. He looks away for a moment, then he looks back at me, and he whispers:
"Can I ask you something...a personal question..."
"Yes, of course, what's wrong?" I answer him and sit down next to him on the bed. His eyes seem to be searching for something inside of me. My strength, my affection. It's like he's looking deep inside of my soul, just hoping that I will stay with him. And then he starts to speak.
"Are you really not afraid of me? Are you really not planning to leave me, now that you know the truth?"
"I won't leave you, I promise. I'm glad you're with me now, and you'll get over it. I'll help you, okay?" I kiss him and stroke his head. He kisses me back gently and looks into my eyes. His gaze is full of affection and admiration, but my kisses now feel almost like a relief to him; I'm the safest place for him to be right now in this fragile state. He feels weak, and I'm the only one he wants to hold him tight as he fights to regain his strength. He pulls me on top of him, and we continue kissing while he gently touches me all over. The kiss grows more and more intense, and his hands keep on touching me. I feel his body pressing up against mine, and with each touch I feel even warmer inside. Then I feel an almost primal sensation as his hands run down my back, down my legs, and then up again. I feel his touch and his hot breath, breathing on my skin. It fills me with a new feeling of desire, and I don't want it to end.

Then he quickly turns me under him and pushes my shirt up and whispers, "I need you now. I want to feel you." He takes off his shirt and caresses my neck. The sudden boldness shocks me at first, but then I find myself responding to his passionate touches. My body is filled with desire, and I'm starting to get lost in the pleasure. I let him take off my shirt, and then all I can feel is his skin against mine. He continues to caress my neck, and the feel of his soft touch gives me shivers all over my body. He is kissing me all over, too, and I can't help but lose myself in this amazing moment.
But Tom is different than usual. Passionate too, but more demanding, stormy. "Tom, wait... do you think that's a good idea now?" but Tom continues, more dominant and kisses me everywhere. He's not listening to me. He just continues to be demanding. He is like an animal, completely taken over by his raw instincts. He keeps kissing me everywhere as I feel him pressing against me. The sensation is thrillingly overwhelming, and I feel yourself getting lost in it. It's hard to get mad at him because he just seems like an animal now that wants to make love to me. My body is starting to respond back at his kisses and touches. It's not that I don't want him. I want him, but I can't forget how broken he was in front of me yesterday. "Tom.. wait," I say gently.
"I need you now. I have to have you, you're the only one, the only one who can bring me down" Tom rips off the rest of my clothes and starts to penetrate me, I moan loudly and Tom looks me in the eye. The way he just rips me off doesn't feel like the same Tom that I've known for so long. The way he stares at me like I'm the only thing that matters right now. The way he looks at me like I'm his world. The desire and the passion that he's showing me right now is different than anything that I have ever seen from him before. This is not the same gentle Tom who I love. This is Tom taking what he wants and making me his.

After we've finished, I lie next to him and look at him. "Is everything okay?". He's lying down next to me, and he slowly looks at me too, his breath still heavy and his body still trembling a little.
"Yes...yes, it's all okay..." He wraps his arm around me and pulls me close, and his eyes are still closed as he slowly regains his breath. I can tell that he really did need this and that he feels a relief from that intense passion. He's beginning to relax more now, and he leans his body against me. He's so much more vulnerable here. "What was that then? I mean, don't get me wrong, it was good, but.... Tom..." he interrupts me with a kiss, and I can feel a certain raw energy within him, almost like this was an emotional release for him more so than a pleasure. I kiss him back, but there's a certain edge and desperation in it. He wants to keep on kissing me and feeling me, as if he's wanting more of this intense passion now that he's opened up to it.
"I needed you...I needed this..." He says as he kisses my neck.

Suddenly I hear my mother come home and jump up "Come on, we have to get dressed" Tom immediately gets up and he quickly puts his clothes back on, and then he helps me do the same. We are back to being the normal Tom and Lucia again, and there is no sign whatsoever on my bodies that we just did the most intimate thing imaginable with each other. I take his hand and lead him downstairs. "Hey mom, may I introduce you? This is Tom. "
My mother smiles. She is a small woman and looks at Tom, who seems probably huge for her.

Mrs. Grey looks up at Tom with a kind smile on her face.
"Hello, Tom. It's a pleasure to know the man that my daughter has been telling me about! Are you a friend of hers?" She asks him in a very cheerful manner. I laugh a little and say, "Mom, you know exactly who he is. He's my boyfriend." Tom looks a little embarrassed and holds out his hand and says,"Mrs. Grey, it's a pleasure to meet you. " My mom smiles warmly at Tom and takes his hand in her own and shakes it graciously. She can tell that he's not quite used to this, but she appreciates the gesture.
"Lucia has told me all about you. Your relationship with her seems strong, which is all that matters with me! Just make sure you take good care of my girl, alright?"
Tom: "I will. She's the most important thing to me, " he says and kisses my hand. After that, I can hear my stomach grumble, and my mother raises an eyebrow. She smiles, and then she looks at my stomach and chuckles.
"Sounds like you're in need of some food! Tom, you're welcome to join us for a late breakfast if you'd like? Or at least stay for a bit longer and have some coffee?"

Tom accepts the offer, and we eat together. My mother asks lots of questions to get to know Tom better, and so far, he's very charming. "Mom, you know it's only a week until school starts again and... can Tom stay here until then? He doesn't really have a family. " I nod encouragingly at Tom. Before my mother had the chance to answer me, Tom spoke up and he said: "I'd be very grateful for that. I don't have anywhere else to go for now."
My mom smiles, and then she turns to me. She's clearly taken in by all of this, especially Tom's kindness and willingness to stay with us for a while.
"I think that's a great idea. You know that you're always welcome here, dear."
"Thank you," I say and hug my mother. She really is a lovely person. She's always kind, and she used to be a Hufflepuff. Admittedly, she was surprised when I came to Slytherin, but I must have gotten that temper from my father. Tom watches as I hug my mother. He can tell that we have an amazing relationship, and he's actually a bit surprised at how caring she is with me. He would never get that kind of maternal affection from his mother, and he's envious. But at the same time, he's also a bit nervous about that affection. Maybe he's been missing that all of his life, and he just didn't realize it until now when he sees it in front of him. He wants to be loved like that, too.