   Summary: After two weeks apart Bella and Rodie unite to talk about Rabastan and freaky things. No, just freaky things. It goes without saying that they're creepy fucks, but damn is it hot in here?Rodolphus arrives home, having spent a trying afternoon with his younger brother. Of course, the elder Lestrange does not look remotely ruffled by his stressful day as he hands his cloak to a servant and makes his way upstairs to his wife's rooms.Bellatrix is lying on her chaise lounge in a thin, white gown, reading a book. She hears Rodolphus coming down the hall and smiles slowly, taking a sip of her wine.Rodolphus knocks on the door and enter immediately. He pauses on the threshold when he sees Bellatrix and his lips curve into a smile. "Darling," he says. "I've missed you."Bella puts her glass down and turns towards the door. "Rodolphus," she purrs in greeting. "Come here." She rises from her seat to meet him.Rodolphus walks towards his wife slowly. "You look... ravishing," he says, looking at her appreciatively. "That's quite a dress you're almost wearing." Bellatrix smirks. "All for you, darling," she replies, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately. "I missed you," she says breathlessly when she pulls back because she actually really did.Rodolphus' arms steal around Bella's waist and he smiles at her. "And I you," he says in a low, rumbling voice, before capturing her lips in another heated kiss. "How was Germany?" he asks, leading her back to the chaise.Bellatrix waits for Rodolphus to sit and then settles on his lap facing him. "Exciting," she says, leaning forward to kiss his neck. "Very, very exciting." A bite. "Our hold there is growing very strong. The Germans are... thorough... when asked to do a job." She runs her fingers through the hair at the back of his neck and presses against him."Thoroughness," murmurs Rodolphus, "..is an admirable trait." He rests one hand on Bellatrix's hip, his thumb moving in slow circles over the fabric of her dress. "Very admirable indeed..."Bellatrix lets the softest of moans out and resumes kissing Rodolphus's neck. "He was pleased, as you can imagine. And it afforded to perfect opportunity to mention your brother again." She pulls back and runs her fingers down the sides of Rodolphus's face. "And how is Rabastan?""He needed to be spoken to," admits Rodolphus. "In truth, I cannot see him lasting the year at that place but I have tried to impress on him the importance of maintaining appearances." Rodolphus tilts his head to the side. "He was very appreciative of the books, my dear."Bellatrix tips her head back and laughs. "Did you see the note?" she asks, looking Rodolphus in the eye. "I thought it was a nice touch."Rodolphus smirks slightly before leaning forward and catching Bellatrix's lower lip between his teeth. After he kisses her, he pulls back. "You will drive that boy to distraction," he says softly. "And he is already so eager to please you.""That's the point," she says softly. She leans forward and buries her face against Rodolphus's neck, her fingers snaking their way into his robes. "And you, Rodolphus? Are you eager to please me?""It gives my life meaning... pleasing you," growls Rodolphus, reaching up to stroke Bellatrix's hair, lacing his fingers through the silky strands.Bellatrix smiles and kisses up his neck and across his cheek to his mouth. After kissing him thoroughly she leans back and looks at him, eyes dark. "Do it, then.""I was..." Rodolphus kisses Bellatrix's mouth lightly. "..just waiting..." Another fleeting kiss. "For you..." A deeper, biting kiss. "To give the word." Rodolphus pulls Bellatrix closer. "Darling." |
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