Make It Right

I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Tom had managed to persuade his host to let him take them to a dance in London. Lilith had eased up on him about Sirius, but he knew he temper was coming back with full force sooner or later.

He had excused himself to go to the restroom, in addition to natures call he really did need a rest from those people. Lilith’s parents were…eh, nice, but they were just too perfect in their own image. They were like the muggle version of the pureblood extremists. Tom shrugged in distaste. They had even had the nerve to call his daughter an abomination. The thought made him want to set Nagini on the both of them. Though, they did not know that Lily was his daughter, maybe they’d keep their mouth shut if they did.


He smiled as he saw Lilith exiting the women’s bathroom. He had been pestering her about a dance for ages and he was not about to give up.


“Come” Tom said “I promise I’ll be good”

Lilith giggled.

“No, I can’t really dance with you. Firstly, I don’t know how, and secondly, people know me here. What would they think if they saw me dancing with another man. You, non the less.”

“Why is dancing with me so bad?” he pouted.

“Because you are gorgeous, and they know it!” she hissed

“Well thank you, but dance with me, please. They know me too, I would never take advantage of an hand-fasted woman.” His eyes were twinkling with mischief. “Especially when her husband his here, with both of your parents.”

Lilith sighed. She knew he would never leave her alone until she danced with him.

“Okay, I will ask Keith, but it will have to be something simple, because I really can’t dance.”


They headed back into the main hall and headed towards the table of torment.

“Keith, darling. Mr. Riddle has asked me to dance? What should I say?” she whispered to him. Even Keith had noticed that Tom had not paid the slightest attention to Jessica during the entire day, but had kept his eye steadily on Lilith and Lily. He decided on what to do and yanked Lilith closer to him, though not hard enough for their parents to notice, however, Tom did.

“You will do what ever you can to please him. Understood?” he hissed. “You can whore yourself for all I care, but if I loose that job, it will be on your head.”

“Surely you do not expect me to….” She stammered, but inwardly she was neutral. She might love him, but she was not happy with Tom at the moment.

“Oh, but I do.” He threatened, and then his face broke into an ugly grin. “Let’s hope he finds you more…adequate, than I do, eh?” Lilith sniffed in a fake miff and turned to Tom and winked at him.

He nodded and held out his hand.

“Can you believe that just told me to do whatever it took for him to keep his job? He actually gave me permission to sleep with you. Permission!”

“Well, he is a rather slack worker, so I think I’ll have to ripe the bribes he sets out before me.” He smirked. Lilith just rolled her eyes.

He was beaming with pride as he led her out on the dance floor. The music was slow, just perfect for a waltz. She put her hand on his white clad shoulder, and he placed his just above her waist like a perfect gentleman. In that moment the music stopped and changed to a more upbeat and sensual rhythm. Realising what kind of music it was Lilith tried to leave the dance floor, but Tom wouldn’t have any of it.

“Tom please, I don’t know this dance, I can’t…”

“Shhh… it’s the easiest one of all.”

“Liar, I’ve seen it before you know.” The lights dimmed and the other dancers assumed their possessions. Tom grabbed her hand and pulled her into his embrace. He held her close.

“Tango is a dance of love, and you know that I love you.”

“It’s like sex in public!”

“No, not sex. It’s making love. There is quite a difference Lilith.”

“Well, I don’t see it.”

“The difference between sex and making love…”

“I know that…”

“…is the equal to the difference between me and Keith…” Lilith snorted. She had seen Tom make love and it didn’t involve her.

“I get your point, but I…”

“As much as I would love to pound you into which every bed available, I truly prefer to kiss every inch of your body…” he said while he caressed her waist.

“…and worship you…”

Lilith’s breath was quickening. Tom was holding her around the waist with her back to his chest. She really should not fall for this act.

‘Remember who’s child he carried, who’s lap he bounced in, who’s body he clung to like his life depended upon it…’

“…will you dance with me Lilith?” he whispered. Lilith shivered as his hot breath tickled her neck.

“O-okay, but you’ll have to teach me.”

“There is nothing to teach, just do as I say”
Lilith nodded slowly.

“Don’t say anything, and don’t think” he said as he guided her to circle him.

“Don’t move unless you feel it”

Tom lifted her hand to his cheek and revelled in her silky touch.
He turned his face away from her. Lilith ran her hand along his ribs. The other hand was resting on his lower back. He had her trapped with one arm circled around her. She pressed against him and he straightened his back and raised his chin.

Her movements became bolder as her confidence grew. She could feel the music, and she wanted to move. She wanted to move with him, like they had in the morning hours. She felt powerful when she felt his arousal. She knew that only she could drive him to distraction.

Tom moved his left knee between her thighs urging her to move. As one they took a step, another one and another one, each one quicker that the last. Lilith stopped and glided down pressed close to her partner. She held his upper arms and stretched her left leg out along the floor behind her, Her move similar to a bow. She rested her head on against hard abs and enjoyed feeling his muscles ripple beneath her chin.

He held her shoulder as she went down before him. From his point of view it awakened many urges he rather did not want the rest of the world to know about. Afraid of what he might do if she stayed there he pulled her up rather harshly.

Lilith was startled at the suddenness of it all, but forgave him when she saw his lustful emerald orbs undressing her beneath his diluted irises. Just has harshly he pushed her an arms length away and spun her around. Her skirt was flying around her in a blur.

In a quick sweep he grabbed her and sat her, half standing, on his right hip. Her legs crossed. The left one place neatly between his thighs, and right foot traced from his knee further up. He held her flush against him. He felt her arousal against him when she pulled him closer. She held her hand upon his hand at her waist, her other arm was hooked around his neck. Tom held his free hand out for balance. Her feet were no longer touching the ground.

He moved in a half circle as she slid back down and together they spun around dizzyingly fast with their eyes plastered at each other. Tom spun her again, this time away from himself. She stopped, his back towards her.

She strode up to him and crossed her arms around his shoulders. She pushed him to the lower so he had to lean against her.

The Death Eaters who were supervising their Lady’s safety were mesmerized by the sheer emotion, the raw need willowing off their otherwise stoic Lord.

“I don’t give a bleedin’ shit if she’s a muggle or not. She makes ‘im ‘appy. A ‘appy Lord means less pain and less neck breakin’ assignments.

“ I agree with you on that one. Our Lord is almost back to normal again. It’s good to see him smile. Bids good for the upcoming war that does.”

“Did you see his baby girl? Beauty that one is. I’ll bet you that Cassander’s boy will be all over her by the time she’s four.” The other just chuckled and nodded in agreement. “But didn’t ye see him at the party? The lad is already captured in her lure. She’s a three year old siren.”

“Do you think it’s true what the rumour say? ‘bout Cassander and our Lord?”

“”Bout Sirius Black?”

“Aye.”

“Yeah, they’re true.”

“This is going to be messy, innit?” he asked with slight tension in his voice. There was no answer.

Tom rose as he took a step away from her. He held his face in his hands and wiped a drop of sweat from his brow. He refastened his gaze on his partner. Her skin was glistening and her hair had escaped the loose fastening. Now, it was flowing around her head and shoulders like fire. She was breathtaking. She looked like she had just risen from his bed after a particular rough session.

Lilith revelled in the sight before her. He was brushing his damp black hair from his face and swiped a moist drop from his brow. Tom scooped her up into him arms and let her slide down from his arms in one slow and sensual sway.


The music had stopped. Heat was radiating from and between them. They stood holding each other tightly, and were not ready to let go. They felt that if they did, they would loose one another. Their breaths came in short pants and gasps, partly from the dancing. However, it was plain for everyone to see that the beep breaths was a result of the violent lust and desire pulsing through them.

At a their table both sets of parents were shocked. Keith’s parents and Lilith’s father were disgusted and outraged while Lilith’s mother was inwardly cheering her daughter on. Keith was just drooling.

Lilith hid her face in the nape of his neck. Tom shivered as her heated breath caressed his skin. Reluctantly he pulled away from her warm embrace. Seeing her head lowered he pulled her flush again him once more. He could not take the painful sting of the cold that penetrated his clothes when he didn’t have her warmth against him.

He kissed her neck lightly and butted his nose carefully against her cheek, cuddling her. The light pattering of small feet brought him out of his Lilith scented dreams. Lily had somehow managed to climb out of her chair and down to the dance floor unnoticed.

“Daddy, up pwease?” the little green eyed read head pleaded with her hands stretched up towards her father. Tom took pity on the little girl, or rather he caved for her teary pleading puppy eyes and sweet pout. He grinned and hoisted the black clad toddler up into his arms. Lily giggled and snuggled herself further into the crook of his arms. Upon hearing the loud “aaaaaaw’s” he realised that they were not alone.


During their heated dancing they never noticed that the other couples had left the dance floor to look at them. Tom smirked and followed Lilith off the dance floor. A waitress appeared immediately before them.

“Wow.” She said to them. “You should be a professionals”

Lilith blushed crimson

“Well, believe it or not, that was Lilith’s first tango ever.”

The waitress was speechless.

“I think we should head back. Lily seems tired, and I have…plans.” Tom said. His voice was husky with desire for the mother of his child.

The waitress snapped out of her fascination. She knew that the red head was married to another man, but she was clearly in love with this one. Who could blame her? Her husband was a violent cheating brute who often bought the services of the local whores. She knew this because she also worked as a bartender at the local pub in Crystal Palace, not too far from the park. She saw them often walking by in the mornings, then a few minutes later the fat dirty blond came in, drank himself pissed and bough a whore. This happened every Tuesday and Saturday. The toddler could not belong to Evans. Her eyes darted between Tom and Lily.

‘Could it be…?’ she thought. She narrowed her eyes to slits and worried her lower lip while she formed a plan in her head.

“If it’s not too bold, we do have the honeymoon suite available if you don’t want to go home. I think t should be suited for your plans.”

Lilith gaped and was about to protest but was quickly silenced by Tom’s lips on her own.

“Excellent idea. You are getting a major tip young lady.”

“Don’t worry, it’s my pleasure,” she said, “here’s the key. It’s on the 19th floor.”

Tom gave her a blinding smile.

“We’ll settle the bill for table no. 59 in the morning then? Oh, and could you give Lily here to the blond young lady, Jessica Lassier, and ask her to take her for the night and that I’ll pay the bill for everyone, taxi included and that they should just hit the bar if they feel like it. Tell them not to worry of the expense.” the waitress nodded happily and skipped off with the dozing toddler in her arms. She was pleased that she could give the lovers a night in undisturbed luxury. The owner of the hotel was a hopeless romantic. Every month one of the waitresses was given the key to the honeymoon suite to give to a couple for the night, free of charge.

Tom and Lilith ran to the lifts. When the doors closed their lips were sewn together in a heated kiss while their bodied grinded together. He grabbed her just beneath the round of her bum and yanked her legs around his waist.

They arrived at the 19th floor to quickly for their liking. Tom carried her to the door and flipped up the key to open it. They fondled blindly through the rooms towards the bed. Lilith’s knees hit the edge of the soft mattress and fell backwards. Tom followed a second after.

“Finally”

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The lights were snapped on and Lilith and Tom woke from their after sex slumber. In their hurry to for fill their primal urges they had forgotten to close the door, and now they truly had a problem.


“Well, I never expected my daughter to be such a wanton whore. And Mr. Riddle, I expected better, what will you ever make of yourself.”

Still slightly sore from the past hour’s activities and still quite dazed, they just stared at the man in the entrance to the bedroom. Lilith’s head finally caught up with her eyes.

“Father?”


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A/N; i've actually figure this story out now. i think there are about five or six chapters left. Very intense chapter though. please review.