Lenora's Love; A Tom Riddle Story

How it Always Should Have Been

"Why is it necessary to have a ball every season" Tom teased in her ear as they danced.

"Oh you love it" she spoke softly against his neck,"Tom Riddle golden boy whom every young lady can only hope to dance with".

Tom raised his brow, "is that what you think of me?"

He held her out to twirl and she took her time returning to his arms.

"No"she touched his face softly, "I don't think you're perfect".

He made a face between a scowl and a pout, "Really?"

She loved getting a rise out of him, "I think you're devious, controlling...."her finger traced over his lip bravely, "caring,and valiant and romantic".

Her eyes flicked from his lips to his eyes, "you're better than perfect. You're real".

For once he didn't know what to say, he didn't expect her flattery to make him blush.

The only thing he could do was grab her waist and kiss her abruptly.

They were bumped. Lilith and Theo glided around them. "Get a room!" They both yelled and Tom shot Theo a glare.

Lenora only smiled up at Tom,"maybe we should..."

Everyone was busy drinking and dancing, she took his hand and led him to her room.
Hungrily they pushed through the door, their hands exploring each other.

In her bed, their hips pushed together eagerly.
"Please" she said when he pulled away,"I'm ready".

"Are you sure" Tom whispered propped himself on his elbow, laying on his side. His eyes searched hers as he stroked her hair, her lips parted at the intensity of his stare.

"I've never been, more sure" she reached down to the hem of her dress which had already rode up to her waist.

She pulled it over her head and dropped it off the side of the bed. Lenora leaned over and touched his chest, looking up to meet his burning gaze.

Moonlight poured in the window, passing his shoulder, it cascaded across her hair and lit up her eyes. Tom found himself breathless, as she leaned into him.

"I want you" she whispered now, as he traced her jaw, softly stroking her face, "to be my first".
She watched something flicker behind his eyes, as he stopped for a moment. Tom then pushed his hands into her hair, his thumbs holding the sides of her cheeks.

This is how it always should have been he reassured himself and kissed her deeply.

Her mouth met his eagerly, her arms found his shoulders and she pressed her body against his.

His lips trailed off to her cheek, her jaw, her ear and down her neck. Lightly his mouth peppered her with kisses breathing in her skin, stopping to suck a spot on her neck that made her moan softly.

She reached back to unlatch her bra, he teased her nipples with his fingertips, softly pinching the peaks until he lazily took each in his mouth.

Lenora's hands stroked his hair, his neck and shoulders. Her moans egged him on, he rolled down her lacy panties and rose to meet her lips again while he unbuttoned his shirt. She almost lunged to grab the buckle of his pants making him chuckle in her mouth.

"Patience, beautiful" he said as he finished undressing. He had never felt so exposed in his life seeing her eyes sweep across his body. Her cheeks flushed and breath hitched, a shy smile creeped onto her lips.

When his hands dropped to touch her, he gasped at how wet she was. Their kisses became more intense their tongues pushing against each other. Tom's fingers slowly moved up and down her center, teasing her clit.

Her little cries drawing out approving moans from his mouth. He slipped a finger in and curled it up, she clung to his shoulders. Then he drew his fingers out and teasing her clit again.

He alternated between these movements endlessly until he coaxed out her orgasm. Her body shook against him until her hips leapt away violently as she came.

Tom leaned over her as she caught her breath, slowly he placed his legs between hers letting her straddle his waist.

His forehead touched hers for a moment, his lips nuzzling her cheek. He touched her the side of her face and she melted.

"Tom" she said as he smiled down at her.

"Yes darling" he asked

"Will it hurt?" her voice was softer, her hands caressed his back.

"No" he whispered in her ear, he closed his eyes feeling his heart skip.

"I'll be gentle" he touched his lips onto her kissing her lightly, his tongue teasing hers.

He slid himself between her thighs and the entered her. A gasp escaped both of their lips.

Their bodies rocked softly against each other, he muttered into her ear soft words that sounded like prayers.

Her fingers touched the back of his hair, tugging lightly as she whined. The tempo increased and his fingers held onto her hips for leverage. Her soft noises turned into louder cries, her hips canted to meet his.

"Oh Tom I-" her breathing quickened.
"Are you close darling?" He asked brushing his lips over hers as she panted.

"I think so" she shut her eyes tightly.

"Look at me beautiful" he said and her eyes flicked up to his. Her mouth was open in pleasure, he could feel her finger nails drag across his back.

"That's it Nora, come for me darling" he watched her come undone, moaning loudly as her hips shook again in orgasm. He kissed her neck and helped her ride it out feeling himself coming close as well.

His hand found hers and their fingers laced together over her head. Tom thrusts quickened before they became sloppy, he pushed through as she bit her lip coming again and then he released as he kissed her passionately.

He panted onto her neck, trying to compose himself. She clung to him as he rolled onto his back. Tom's fingers traced down her shoulder as she kissed the top of her head.

This is how it should have always been.