His Little Mouse [Tom Riddle] 9. Are you sure?

*Both of them get dressed again, walking towards the room of requirement hurriedly. As soon as they open the door they see a huge bedroom with a bed in the centre. They enter the room as Tom closes the door behind them*

Tom Riddle

*he looks around the room for a moment, taking everything in before his gaze lands on you again. He swallows hard, the anticipation and desire building up within him, his eyes roaming over your body as he approaches you slowly, like a predator stalking its prey* Finally. We’re alone. No one to interrupt us. No one to hear your moans and your whimpers. I can have you all to myself.

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

Then have me master. I am all your to taint

Tom Riddle

Mouse, you know the risks of these right?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

I-I do

Tom Riddle

Then are you sure about it, like absolutely sure

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

*Hesitate*

Tom Riddle

We can always do this another time, you know that right?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

Y-yes

Tom Riddle

Now tell me baby are you ready?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

*Shook her head*

Tom Riddle

Okay then let's just sleep *picks her up and lays her on the bed*

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

Why do you care?

Tom Riddle

What?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

I am just a toy to you. You'll use me and throw me once you get tired of me. So please leave me alone

Tom Riddle

*he stares at you, stunned by your words, a pang of guilt and hurt going through him at your statement* Is that what you really think? That you’re just a toy to me? That I’ll use you and discard you when I’m bored?

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

Isn't it that? Tom Marvolo Riddle, the heir of the ancient house of Slytherin can't possibly be interested in a filthy mudblood rat from the gutters right?

Tom Riddle

*he growls in frustration at your words, annoyed and irritated by your stubborn denial of the truth. he speaks in a firm, firm tone* Damnit, will you stop saying things like that. I don’t care what you are. I don’t care about your blood status or your origins. Don’t call yourself filthy. I don’t think of you like that.

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

How can I trust you when just 2 days ago you 2ere ready to kill me for a horcrux

Tom Riddle

*he flinches at your words, feeling a pang of guilt at the reminder of what he had almost done* That was different. I was desperate back then. I would have done anything to complete the horcruxes. But that was before I knew you. Before I…got to know you.

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

What do you know about me, except that I am a mudblood?

Tom Riddle

*he sighs and shakes his head, his expression one of annoyance at your refusal to accept the truth* Damnit, stop bringing up your blood status. I know you were muggleborn. But more importantly, I know you’re smart, witty, stubborn, determined, and fierce. I know you’re a pain in the ass and drive me crazy half the time, but I can never get enough of you.

Ava Tailor (Y/n)

Give me some time Riddle let me think....

Tom Riddle

*he looks at you for a moment, uncertain of what you mean by that, but eventually nods his head* Fine. Take your time, sweetheart. I’ll let you think.

He embraces her as they both fall asleep