Title: Last Night
Rating: R
Summary: He was charming, seductive, and she couldn't help agreeing to spend the night with him. That night only, and never again. (Drabble)
Pairing: Hermione/Tom Riddle
Warnings: Psychological manipulation, breathplay, character death, necrophilia. In that order ;). If you don't know what one or more of these warnings means, please do not read the fic!
Word count: 100
"All right," she had agreed, her voice soaked with the tentativeness of one who is treading on treacherous ground.
"I trust you," she had confided, her legs shaking as she forced them to take her forwards.
His eyes swept over her with the hunger of a starving man, but when he feasted on her body he was exquisitely tender, unnervingly deliberate.
That night she knew light and darkness. Pleasure and pain. Life and death.
Her skin still radiated a burning heat when he spilled himself inside her, kissed her lips, run his tongue over the finger-shaped bruises on her neck.