“For a while now, my new target, has been you.”
The realization hit Harry as riddles gaze hit him. He didn’t intend on killing Harry…no, this was something else…
As he approached him, Harry felt his heart twist and his stomach start bubbling. He knew what was happening but he didn’t wanna realize it.
Tom grabbed harrys robe collar and pushed him back into the wall. Harry couldn’t resist, he couldn’t, he didn’t he-
Their eyes met. The intensity of the moment paused, but burning like an eager flame.
Before Harry knew it their soft lips met, touching with a beautiful calming sensation. Then all of the stress was gone, as calmness washed over him in waves he let himself fall into riddles grip. Sink into his touch. Feel what it was like.
After what seemed like forever the kiss ended. Harry came to his senses again, but he was too shocked to act. Riddle pinned him to the wall as he strapped his arms around harrys waist, sliding his round into Harry’s mouth. It was delightful really, a delightful feeling of easy and enjoyment. As riddles tounge explored every corner of Harry’s mouth, them both appreciating every moment, Harry felt himself starting to breath more heavily, but also more slowly. The hesitation leaving him, letting himself comply to what was happening.