Now we all know I don't usually comment up here, I feel it takes away from the story. I would however like to thank you all for staying with me this long, and for the messages I have received. Heavy petting ahead.
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Future
I woke up when I heard somebody storm into the bathroom, I wasn't sure how long I had been asleep, it was still dark out though. My neck also hurt, perils of sleeping on a floor.
"God damn stubborn Nymph." I flinched at the anger in Riddle's voice, he sounded furious and exhausted. "Do you have any idea how impossible it is to sleep when we can practically feel your discomfort?"
Wow, look how many fucks I give. Let them be uncomfortable, I had been uncomfortable for six years.
"Get up." he tapped my foot with his, his foot was bare which was weird. I looked at him properly and realised he only had a pair of boxes on, I blushed and quickly tried to hide it but he saw. Smirking he knelt down next to me and touched my hair, I hissed. "I don't actually half mind this, preferred it long, but it can always grow." I tried to ignore the sight that he made, I hadn't properly seen him with his shirt off. It was a bracing sight. He had some kind of scar running down the front of his chest, looked like it had been done by some kind of slicing hex. Having noticed where my eyes were, he ran a finger down the mark. "Dark magic, won't fully heal. Thanks to Grindlewald." His teeth flashed in a smile, "That was a worthy fight."
"Is he dead?" I couldn't help the question, Riddle shook his head.
"Where is the fun in killing a defeated man, he gets to sit in a tiny cell and remember how great he once. And always remember that one young man took it all away from him." His eyes glazed for a moment, I felt sick at the pleasure that was in his voice. He snapped back to the present, "now get up."
It was a command, I tilted my head at him, wondering why exactly he thought that this would work. "Nope." I shuffled around in the coat to get comfortable again, wincing at the pain in my neck.
He breathed out air through his nose, something I had come to understand was his attempt at calming down. It failed this time. Muttering a very long slew of swear words, he gripped my arms and under my legs, lifting me from the floor.
"Put me down!" I wiggled in his grip, he ignored me and held me down tighter. He walked out of the bathroom into the warmth of the bedroom, and tossed me through the air. I shrieked and tried to catch my bearings, instead on landing on the floor I landed on the bed and rolled once, my protective coat flew off and I lay stunned for a moment.
"Did she hit her head?" Asked Malfoy curiously, his face appearing above mine. I sucked in a breath and he slammed a hand over my mouth. "I do love your voice Mudblood, but I find myself in need of some sleep. So kindly shut up, before I make you shut up." Threats of violence from Malfoy were rare, and usually to be taken seriously. I nodded under the hand and it left my mouth. It took me a second to realise that I was completely naked, when I did I quickly burrowed under the blankets like a mole. Riddle had tossed me into the middle of the large bed, Malfoy was to the far right so I knew that my left side would soon be guarded. Sure enough I felt another body slide into the bed, the room went pitch black with only slight light from the fireplace. I was frozen, barely breathing as I waited for one or both of them to grab me. At least I'm warm. The traitorous thought was thrown from my mind, I grit my teeth and burrowed in further with the blanket.
"She hogs it." Statement from Malfoy, Riddle made a noise of amusement. "Come on Nymph, share the blanket."
"No." I burrowed in further, wrapping myself fully in the warmth and revelling in it. "Get your own blanket."
Stunned silence, and then a barely restrained laugh from both men. God I hate them. Determined to not acknowledge them again, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Interrupted again when my cocoon was slowly pulled out from around me, I let out a noise of protest at the motion and then one of horror when I could feel the bare skin of both men against my own.
"Be quiet Nymph, we won't touch you tonight in that way." Riddle did sound exhausted, good. A hand wrapped around my right wrist, it wasn't for my comfort, more for Malfoys apparent need to have control over me. Hardly as bad as Riddle though, who placed a hand between my clavicle and let his fingers rest on my neck. The subtle warning was not to subtle, grumbling slightly I moved a little until I was comfortable and closed my eyes again. I slept embarrassingly well that night.
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I felt warm, almost too warm. Confused my eyes opened and I nearly passed out when I saw the still sleeping face of Riddle so close to my own. I turned my head and jumped when Malfoy's smirking eyes met mine.
"I want to get up." I whispered, not wanting to wake the big bad.
Malfoy shook his head and smiled, the hand that had been around my wrist was now around my naked waist. I shuddered at the realisation that Riddle's hand had likewise moved to somewhere less appropriate.
"Best not to wake him, he needs his beauty sleep after all." Whispered the blond, I glared at him.
"Yes, god forbid we stop evil incarnate from getting his eight hours." I opened my mouth to happily wake Riddle up, loudly, but a hand slammed over it.
"Ah, ah, ah." I looked at Malfoy, he had a glint in his eyes that made me decidedly uncomfortable. "Hush now," the hand stayed on my mouth, while his other one began tracing little circles near my belly button. "I think we can come up with a nicer way to wake our Lord, hmmm?"
I shook my head, no, and glared at him. He just chuckled silently and moved his hand a little lower, my eyes widened and my head shook even more. Malfoy muttered something under his breath, a particular kind of silencing spell that I really hated, and removed his hand from my mouth. I struggled for a moment and flinched when Riddle grumbled in his sleep, his hand tightened over my breast for a moment and my mind shuddered. I was very much aware of the danger I was in, Riddle was bad at the best of times, he could theoretically be so much worse when woken abruptly. Oh-so-slowly, Malfoy ran his fingers down my sternum. I cursed him in my mind when he reached his destination and continued his light touch. My body shuddered when thick fingers ran down my lips, the offender groaned at the wetness he found.
Fuck, I hate my body. The hand on my breast again shifted, we both froze again and relaxed when Riddle didn't wake. Without hesitating again, Malfoy slipped a finger into me and began circling that place he had targeted last time. Light touches, that made me shudder and tense. My breath came out heavier, as did his. I would have cried out if I wasn't silenced for what he did next, his pointer finger gently pushed inside of me up to the first knuckle, as his thumb continued torturing me. My body arched slightly, and I didn't even notice that the hand attached to my breast tightened into delicious pain. Panting silently, I opened my eyes and glanced at Malfoy. He seemed riveted with what his finger was doing, to be honest so was I. Carefully he pushed it in deeper and I groaned, a real groan, the spell had been removed. Startled I looked up and into the very awake face of Riddle, before I could attempt and explanation as to why I was moaning on him like a bitch in heat. Malfoy twisted his finger a little bit, pushed down and went in further. Mouth open I yelped, and tried to turn over onto my stomach. The hand removed itself from me and let me, I let out a breath or relief? Despair? but it didn't last long. Riddle positioned himself so when I flipped I landed half lying on him, my head resting on his stomach. The finger returned with a friend, unable to help myself, I clutched onto Riddle and panted. A hand gently pulled my face up, eyes beseeching I looked into a heated red gaze.
"Do you want to come?" I tried not to answer, the fingers pushed in a little harder and I felt a twinge of pain, followed by a great flood of pleasure when the thumb rubbed faster.
I wasn't sure what he meant, come? "Y-yes." My voice broke on a moan as teeth bit into my arse, startled I tried to look back but my chin was held firm.
Riddle nodded, from behind me the fingers picked up their pace, sliding in and out with a sound that embarrassed me. "Beg me."
"W-what?" Those shark teeth flashed again, my brain couldn't keep up.
"Beg me to let you come." I bit my lip, I would not beg. My lip was released when the fingers suddenly stopped and I let out a pathetic whimper of neglect.
"Beg." The fingers started slowly again, and my eyes rolled.
"I-I, p-please." Those eyes showed satisfaction, I jerked when I was moved down the bed slightly. Something was poking into my collarbone, I glanced down and knew exactly what it was. Riddle smirked, he nodded his head and the finger twirled around a little faster. My hips were pulled up slightly and I landed on my knees, chest still pressed to Riddle's thighs. A groan came from behind me, and a hand slapped me on the arse. I jumped again and tried to turn.
"Sorry pet." A hand soothed the burn away and I calmed a little, "fuck." Fingers spread my lips and looked at me, red lit up my face and faded when the twirling continued. Riddle raised his hand and the movements stopped, I let out a frustrated moan again, my hips were trying to move against something that wasn't there. "Oh fuck." Again that curse from Malfoy.
"We are going to teach you something today little Nymph." I looked confused at Riddle, he flashed his teeth again. "Do you know what you're feeling?"
My mind blanked for a moment, "Orgasm." I blurted out the word, having remembered the mention of it the other day.
Red eyes crinkled slightly, "very good." The fingers behind me started gently moving again, I shuddered. "Now," hands gripped my hair and pulled my face up. Have to cut it shorter next time. "Have you ever seen a cock before?" I blushed bright red, I had felt theirs last time they had me in a similar position, but no. I shook my head. Riddle smiled and used his other hand to pull his boxers down, I didn't want to look. But I did.
It was weird, nothing like the images I had seen drawn in medical books. It was much larger, and tampered out into something that looked almost like a mushroom at the top. He was pale all over. Except the head of his 'cock' that was more pink, it was also leaking. "Now if you want to keep feeling good, we expect the same in return."
"I-I" I wanted to protest, then those fingers of Malfoy went even deeper than before and I yelped instead.
Riddle smiled, "touch me."
I could refuse him, I knew I could. I also knew that this was the kind of 'torture' that he had implied yesterday, and I didn't think I could put up with it for long. And honestly I was curious, curiosity had always been a weakness of mine. I reached out with one hand and touched him, his eyes glazed like mine and I became even more interested. Clenching my fist around him, I moved my hand up and down, I wasn't a total innocent thanks to Jeremy. He had told me what he would like me to do to him during one heated kissing session.
"Jesus." Malfoy removed his fingers from me and I went to protest, before I could something wet slithered up my slit. I jumped when I realised it was his tongue, finger still twirling around me, his tongue dipped in and out like I was candy. I shuddered and my hand dropped off for a moment, Riddle growled and gripped my hair once more.
"Do you like it when he does that?" I nodded, eyes rolling again, I was so close. "I want you to suck on me." I was startled and stiffened, Malfoy's tongue slowed down a little bit. "Malfoy, reposition yourself would you?" All touch was removed for a moment, I was startled again when my hips were lifted higher and I was on all fours. Hair tickled my inner thighs and I looked down, Malfoy was literally getting me to sit on his face. Horrified I tried to hop up, he growled though and gripped my arse, pulling my pussy down to his face. He started again with his tongue, and I nearly wept. "Open your mouth Antoinette," I did without thinking. Something hard slid in and I opened my eyes in shock, Riddle was feeding his cock to me.
Oh fuck. "Don't bite me pet," I cursed his ability to read my mind, it had occurred to me to bite down. Thick fingers once again pushed into me and I moaned, Riddle cursed and gripped my hair. Slowly he began moving my mouth on him. "Good girl. Oh fuck, suck harder at the tip, Merlin."
The fingers inside of me began moving faster, I was almost surprised when he didn't stop like he had before. Instead he carried on, everything became a blur. Riddle moved my head further and further down his cock, my throat protested a bit and he backed off with a curse before doing it again. Finally I started shuddering, my nipples tightened into points and I practically rubbed my pussy along Malfoy's face, much to his apparent delight. I broke with a cry, mouth stuffed and eyes rolling I shuddered between them. Riddle uttered a curse, something wet slid into my mouth and I swallowed instinctively. Then he pulled himself from my mouth and collapsed back, panting like he had been for a run. I was panting too, Malfoy seemed the only one of us to be slightly aware of what was going on. He pulled himself out from under me, then yanked me down the bed a little more. I went without protest, he cantered my hips up even further and muttered a curse when something hard hit my arse.
"Don't fuck her." Came the muffled orders from Riddle.
Malfoy laughed, "Don't worry, I know you get all her cherries." His cock pushed down on the entrance to my pussy, "I just like to tempt fate." Riddle chuckled. I arched at the slight pain the small push did, Malfoy cursed and I could feel his hand hitting me as he masturbated. He pushed in a little bit more and I cried out, Riddle chuckled and held my hands to the bed, stopping me from pulling away. Malfoy did this a few times, not going any deeper, and then he make a exclamation like Riddle had and something wet and warm splashed against my pussy. Malfoy released my hips and collapsed to the side, muttering 'fuck me'.
I laid there on the bed, arse still pointing up as I processed. Slowly my hips lowered when a hand gently pushed them down, Malfoy was murmuring sweet words to me. "You did so good, carefully now." When I was lying flat, my mind flooded with the thought of what we just did and to my great shame I started to cry.
"Shhh little Nymph." Riddle pulled me up slightly so I was tucked into his side. I gripped him and hid my face in his chest, mortified and sobbing like a baby. "Malfoy get a towel." The weight behind me left and I felt a moment of panic, then it returned and I felt the aforementioned fabric wipe over me and clean up what Malfoy had left on my skin.
"I h-hate you," I hiccupped. Holding onto him even tighter.
"I know," lips touched the top of my head and I felt a gentle kiss. "You won't hate us forever." He soothed a hand up my side, "do you need to feed?"
I did, but I stayed quiet. "Malfoy." I smelt the blood in the air and my fangs dropped, a bloody wrist was bought in front of my mouth and I obediently bit down. A hissed curse was all I heard, I only drank a little before releasing my grip. A hand patted me on the head and drew my mouth up a little, I looked up at Riddle. He didn't look happy, or sad, or anything. He was calm. I sunk my teeth down into his breast and didn't even have enough left in me to care that he flinched in pain, his eyes clouded for a moment and then cleared when I released him too. His hand ran through my short hair and I allowed myself a moment to dream that we weren't who we were, and this wasn't as fucked up as it seemed. Then I pushed myself up and went to the bathroom. I need a shower.
