Not About Angels (A Tom Riddle Story)

Chapter 59

Love hurts.

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"Wait till you see the outside." He said, sliding open glass doors to reveal the garden balcony.

She stepped out, her bare feet touching the sun-warmed stones that paved the garden. There was a small fountain, and beautiful flowers all around. She walked to the balcony, which over looked the entire island of Manhattan. 

She lived in London, once upon a time. But she never got so high up. She was used to seeing buildings from below, concrete giants ready to crush her. but here, she rose above it all. 

Here, everything was at her fingertips. 

She could see the Atlantic ocean too, faraway, small ships coming in and out.  

The sunlight sprinkled a light mist over the city, giving it a mysteriously sparkling cloak of beauty. 

It was breathtaking, to say the least. 

He stood by her, seeing the amazement in her hazel eyes. Gabriel never cared for material things too much...they were always just a mundane part of his life. But if this could make her happy,  he would give her a thousand rooftops to admire.  

The wind kissed her face, and whipped strands of hair out of place. He brushed it out of her eyes. 

"I love you." he said, his lips so close to her ear. She closed her eyes and said nothing back. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and began to kiss down her neck.  

He began to unbutton her sundress from the back, his lips working their way down her bare back. 

He picked her up and led her inside, dropping her on the bed. 

If this was what she needed to do, she was ready to do it.  it would make her feel a lot less guilty. 

She slipped out of the dress, and he jumped on top of her, kissing her, touching every inch of her bare skin. 

She kissed and touched him back, not holding back any reservations. 

He pressed a button and the curtains drew shut, giving them privacy. he pressed on top of her, and stopped for a second. 

"Are you sure?" he whispered. 

"Yes." She said back. He smiled, and slid off his pants. 

"It might hurt a little..you know...since it's your first time...but I'll make it worth it, I promise." he whispered, kissing her collarbone. If only he knew. 

"I don't care." She whispered, biting gently into his ear. He moaned softly.  

He went into her, making her tremble. He wasn't like Tom Riddle. He was much more gentle, as if afraid to hurt her. 

She pushed him off of her and jumped on top of him as he climaxed. 

He pushed her back so he could hold her in his arms. 

"I love you." He said again, kissing her face. "That was amazing."

This was the least she could do for him, right? This was what he wanted...If sex could make her feel less guilty, it was the way out. 

"We should get ready...you know. Dinner's in an hour." She said. 

He smiled lazily. "But I just want to stay here with you..."

She unwrapped his arms around her and got up. She needed to take a bath. 

As she passed by the mirror, she saw someone she barely recognized.