Pretty Words
Pairing: Abraxas/Tom Riddle Jr
Title: Trinkets
Word count: 287
He had said that he had only a little money, and so could only afford mere trinkets. He was alright with that.
But they had hardly been trinkets. An elegantly, beautifully crafted jewel set in a protective amulet, a shining silver knife with offensive runes… All so expensive… and all traditional courting gifts.
And so he had fallen into bed with him, enamoured with his persuasive words and his beautiful eyes and his pretty, pretty trinkets.
He had been convinced- he had given him traditional courting gifts and been so charming, seductive- and so in return, he had given his virginity...
All to his detriment.
"Where are you going?"
"Out."
"Where?"
"See Dumbledore."
"Oh. Can it wait?"
"No."
"Are you sure? Maybe you could do something a bit more... productive?"
He had given him one long measured look. "Maybe later."
It had stung, being brushed off so casually.
But still. He was still entranced with him, and the previous night had been so beautiful.
So he let it go.
"I saw you, you know."
"Oh? Doing what?"
"Kissing Druella Black."
"Why do you care? Jealous?"
"No. But I thought we were...?"
"That was sex, Abraxas. Nothing more."
"Oh. Okay then."
That stung even more. Almost excruciating, really.
"Tom."
"Yes?"
"I have something to show you."
"Show me."
"Okay."
"Crucio."
The rabbit screamed.
"That's interesting."
They fell into bed again.
"Tom?"
"Yes?"
"Do you mind sleeping with just me?"
"Possessiveness is not attractive, Abraxas."
"Oh."
"Abraxas."
"Yes?"
"You were acting like a slut today."
"How so?"
"You were all over Orion Black."
"We're just friends, Tom."
"Friends don't play tonsil Quidditch."
Sex that night was intense.
"Tom?"
"What?"
"Mind taking your trinkets back? They're cluttering up my shelves."
"Fine."
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