Darkness Calls

Antonin Dolohov | 29 | Department of Mysteries | Former Death Eater

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CHARACTER INFO:

Character name: Antonin Dolohov Age & Birthday: 29, 11th of September Gender & Pronouns: cis-male & he/him Occupation: Department of Mysteries (Death Chamber) Blood Status: Pureblood Previous House: Slytherin Previous Affiliation: Death Eater Face Claim: Sebastian Stan

Antonin is taken by Mia

BIOGRAPHY:

Antonin is the only heir to the Dolohov name. Born in Bulgaria, his family moved to London when he was five years old and started networking with other pureblood families. It wasn't long for them to build connections and elevate their status through different business ventures. Like all pureblood wizards, he was sent to Hogwarts at the age of eleven where he was sorted into Slytherin. 

He excelled in potions, defence against the dark arts, transfiguration and charms. He was part of Slugborn Club and participated in duelling, which became his favourite part of school. That is where he met Rhysand Lestrange and their friendship developed from there. Being a heavy supporter of the Dark Lord, when school was finished, he obtained a position in the Ministry, working under orders. Eager to please anyway he could. 

Everything that led up to the war, to Antonin, was his life work. A cause he stood firmly behind. The war was the chance to let his heightened darkness out, taking lives without a second thought on who they might be. They stood against him, therefore, traitors. He hid behind his mask, concealed identity that played well in his hands. He was a chameleon that could blend in perfectly. 

At the fall of the war, his identity remained a secret, allowing him to  keep his position at the Ministry, working as an unspeakable. The loss of those he considered family carried with him, keeping the continued work for the Dark Lord a secret, and keeping his head down; which he despised more than anything. For now, he's bidding his time until they take what is rightfully theirs. 

[micahmulciber]

"Mmn...?" Micah blinked at the sound of a familiar voice, smirking when they recognized Antonin despite the slight discomfort he put in their middle. They had always been a little afraid of the serious death eaters. The ones who believed in what they did, who they didn't know so well personally. But fear had never stopped them from flirting, before. "Y'think so...?" they chuckled low and sultry in the back of their throat, glancing him up and down as they pointed out, "promise m'still a mess underneath." "Needed a break from all of the... Everything?" Micah had needed a break from it all, theirself. Despite the fact they were still a part of the same society, invited to all of the same gatherings, they always felt distinctly out of place in spaces like this. It was uncomfortable to be around so much luxury, not so much as a single rose out of place in the decor. They took another long hit of their joint as they thought about it. "Might get out of here, soon. Think i've had enough."

[antoninxdolohovx]

It was hard not the miss the discomfort that came with each time they met. An odd concept considering the time they had spent together, but that was none of his business. To much of ones surprise, he only cared for indulging, the thought of the one not something he focused on. "Who isn't a mess underneath." He winks at Micah, taking a sip of his drink.

If Antonin was being honest, he was about done with the night as well, he had done his duties, whatever that might have be, and with the night winding down, his presence was no longer required; at least in his opinion. His hand reached out for the joint, occasions like this, he didn't see the harm. "And what do you plan to do with the rest of your night?" He had no desire to bring anyone home, getting his fill for the night. Though, it did prompt him to an idea of seeing them another time.

[xaliceinaurorlandx]

There many meetings had been like this. Fast, quick, lacking passion. Alice might have been concerned, but he kept coming back. And it made no sense, but Alice knew that meant he cared. It might not seem like it, but she knew. Alice knew him better than she knew most people. He was rough, but she liked that, and she knew he knew that. She had a feeling this meeting was not going to be long. And she didn't quite mind that. After all, she did have a job to go do.

"So demanding." She managed to get out, against her better judgement, since she knew that teasing him like this was not the best idea. But she couldn't help it, and she did quite like teasing him. His bites only brought her closer to that edge. He had always been rough with her, but she knew he knew she liked it. The roughness they shared was something she had adored. She was not changing her mind about that now. As his hips continued to slam into hers, she could feel her walls tightening around him, as stars started to appear behind her closed eyes. It would not be long now.

[antoninxdolohovx]

Antonin was lost in the moment. The second he saw her at the wedding there was only one notion that consumed him and he was gaining that fulfillment tucked away in a closet. His hips continued to slam against hers, growling into her flesh that was between his teeth, digits digging into her sides. There was so stopping his orgasm from falling over the edge, her walls milking him, feeling his body grow rigid. The wizard pulls back, claiming her lips in one last heated, passionate, kiss when he released in side of her; satisfied knowing that she would always be his like this.

He felt her own orgasm ripple through her body, letting them ride out the wave of bliss, before he unravelled her legs from around his waist and placed her back down on the ground. Antonin reached down for his wand, casting a spell to clean himself up before he started to redress. This was how all their encounters had been recently, he'd use her for sex, wanting her to feel the pain he still carried around.

"I should get back to the party."

[karmacarrow]

Amycus was growing more and more bored by the second. He wanted to leave or break something, maybe both. He had been eyeing one of the more expensive things in the manor to see just what kind of sound it would make if it were to shatter against he floor. It could be put back together, probably, but he was itching to cause something.

He was about to grab the object when there was a voice and then lips crashing into his own. Antonin. Well, if he wanted to play, then Amycus was going to grin into the kiss, returning it as his arms wrapped around the other's torso. None of this half hearted bullshit. He opened his lips, his tongue darting across Antonin's lips wanting more.

[antoninxdolohovx]

If Amycus truly believed that Antonin would back down, the wizard had a thing coming to him. His mouth opened, his tongue searching out the other, battling for dominance, gripping tighter at the back of the neck of the other's. He didn't know how long the kiss lasted, pulling back that his teeth scraped harshly across their lower lip, breaking the skin.

"You looked a little lonely there." A smirk plastered on his features, licking his lips. "You don't taste that horribly." Antonin kept the closeness between them. "I've give that a solid nine out of ten."

[xanthoshaima]

“As opposed to vanishing into cupboard with attractive women?” He asked, his expression far from damning and more congratulatory, “A fine way to spend a wedding, it stokes the ardor for a passionate touch. By this point we’d have carted the couple to their chambers with song and leave them to such passions.” Whereas… they were still here, it seemed rather lacking in amour. 

“But I digress,” he clicked his fingers and a shot glass full of clear liquid (ouzo) appeared between his fingers, “What question do you have of me, my friend?” He asked, throwing the shot back and let out a satisfactory ”Ahh” from the burn.   

[antoninxdolohovx]

A smirk toys on his features, and Antonin neither confirms, nor denies, if he did happen to steal away with a certain witch that belonged to him, regardless of what she might think otherwise. He let out a snort on what he other described. "I would pay to see that happen." He knew very well nothing like that would happen. This was how mundane the night was going to be, knowing that a certain show needed to be maintained because of the families involved.

The wizard goes to take a small indulgence in his drink before giving his attention back to the other. "Do the witches really fall for the Greek god flying in on his winged-horse?"

[antoninxdolohovx]

where: lucissa wedding who: @karmacarrow

It could have been the amount of alcohol the wizard had consumed or the fact he wanted to fuck with Amycus. Either way, the thought that formulated in his mind had him highly amused and since it was getting closer to the end of the night, causing a little chaos seemed fitting.

Antonin found Amycus off on his own, closing the space between them. "Here, let me give you something to dream about later." Without warning, his lips come crashing down on the redheads, locking into a heated kiss, a hand wrapping at the back of his neck.

[xaliceinaurorlandx]

Alice hadn't done this recently, but she'd done it plenty of times when they had been together, and so she knew exactly what to do. She knew exactly what Antonin liked it, and she felt quite smug to know that that hadn't changed. It was no surprise when he thrusted into her mouth, but she could take it. After all, this had been a pretty common occurrence when they had been together.

She smirked at his reaction, though she wasn't sure whether he would be able to tell. It was very satisfying to know she could still do that. It made her feel very smug. The roughness was something she only associated with Antonin, but even he was still gentle to a degree with her. As he lifted her up, she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling her closer to him. Of course, she shouldn't have bothered, because it wasn't long till he was slamming into her. Alice moaned, throwing her head back as she got used to the pleasure. Their love making had always been like this, and yet, she would never get over the pleasure that he was bringing her. "I think you are already doing that darling." She murmured, just as their lips met again.

[antoninxdolohovx]

There was no love or passion behind his actions. Each thrust spurred with a desire to cause her pain in such a way that reflected how she made him feel all those years ago. Hips slamming into hers, wanting nothing more than to leave bruises and make her bones ache when she tried to walk in the morning. The pads of finger dug harshly into her flesh. His lips breaking free from hers, a string of groans vibrating against the side of her neck and he knew that his moment they would share together would be short lived. A fix to keep his addiction in check.

It would take much longer until he felt his impeding release start to build, a hand slipping between them and the pad of his thumb pressing into her sensitive bud, moving in circles, to help bring to her own release. Antonin could leave her unsatisfied, but he found it more appealing having her walk around knowing what he could do to her body. "Cum for me," he growls against his mouth, wanting them both to fall over the edge together, teeth sinking into her skin, leaving his mark.

[xaliceinaurorlandx]

"Take this off" Alice murmured, pushing both is blazer and shirt off his shoulders at the same time. But her mind was half distracted by what his fingers were doing. Antonin knew her too well, and whilst it felt good, she knew it was an advantage to him right now. He knew exactly what to do to practically bring her to her knees. Convenient when that was what he wanted her to do.

At his words she smirked, her hands dropping to his waist, undoing his trousers, and slipping her hand into them. "Someone's happy" She teased, as her hand gently slipped around him, moving slowly. She knew the teasing would get to him, but it was just too tempting. She made him wait, a little bit longer, kissing him back as their lips met. Alice did eventually give into his request though, she was a good girl after all. She pushed him away, before dropping to her knees. She'd done this plenty of times, and knew exactly what he liked. She pushed his trousers down further, until she could take his cock out his pants. "Definitely very happy." She teased again, glancing up at him, so she could smirk at him, before taking him into her mouth.

[antoninxdolohovx]

Happy was an understatement. The only desire on his mind was to fuck her, hard, and leave her standing there naked in the closet. The way she had left him heart broken all those years ago, not taking a stand for them, now he had every intention of her breaking her; in the most delicious way. Strong digits tangle in her silky onyx strands, thrusting his hips forward to have her take all of his length into her mouth. Antonin knew what she was capable of and he would not hold back. A gradual rhythm building, wanton azure hues fixated on her features.

"Fuck Liss." He groaned, a hand coming up to rest on the wall in front of him. The witch was great with her mouth, a skill she was talented with, suddenly he pulled her off his member. Tugging her up by the hair, not too hard, that once she was standing, his hands wrapped around to grab at her ass to lift her up in the air, giving her time to wrap her legs around his waist. "I want you." He growls, a hand aligning him up with her wet core, and like he was meant to fit her, he thrust hard, her walls stretching around him, A moment stilled, pressing her back into the wall, one hand at the back of her neck and the other a hip, intense hues boring into hers. "Fuck you," the same hatred laced in his words and the second his lips found her, his hips moved, slamming into her each time.

[xaliceinaurorlandx]

Alice should have known he wouldn't like her statement. He'd always liked to be in control. It was something she hadn't forgotten. Before it had been easy to let him control her, especially when he ended up pleasing her. But she'd grown more of a back bone now. She would fight back. And she wasn't about to stop just because it was him.

As he pushed her dress off her shoulders, she made quick work of the buttons on his shirt, pushing the fabric aside so that she could slide her hand across his abs. A moan escaped her lips as his hands moved across her body. He had such an effect on her, one that not many others had. "So confident." But she knew it was true. Not many people made her feel the way he did. And it frustrated her that it would make him feel good.

She ground her hips against his hand, wanting to increase the friction that she felt. "You've not lost your touch"

[antoninxdolohovx]

He would not stop her hands from exploring his body, a spark ignited with each touch that only seemed to further entice his actions. "I will always be." He whispers sordidly against the side of her neck, letting his teeth sink into her skin, his fingers continuing to slide in and out of her, curling the pad of his fingers to brush against that one spot that would push her closer to the edge.

Digits grasp harder into breast, feeling the tightness in the crotch of his trousers, in need of his own pleasure. "Come Liss, down on those knees." He pulls his hand from within her panties, taking a moment to indulge on a taste that always left him in an intoxicated state. "The sooner you do, the sooner you get what you want." Him fucking her up against the wall. "Be a good girl." His lips find hers once more.

[xanthoshaima]

When: Malfoy-Black Wedding (Evening) Where: Malfoy Manner - Ballroom With: Open to all!

The wedding was, well, smaller than he’d expected, but then Greecian weddings were events unto themselves. Nevertheless, Xanthos ensured an entrance was made, flying to the manner upon his winged-horse and dismounting in his blood-red dress robes. He turned to nuzzle the beast’s head with affection before whispering in its ear and sending it flying off again; it would return when he had need. 

From there, the ceremony was bland, but well executed and the afterparty felt much the same. Still he laughed, socialised and drank with those of Rabastan’s circle and wondered if the evening would grow more lively as the night wore on. “I wonder,” he said, voice rich and deep as he turned to the nearest person, red wine in hand, “Do all remained so well behaved all evening or will there be some true revelry before the night is through?”  

[antoninxdolohovx]

Antonin was both impressed and jealous of the wizard that showed up on the winged horses. There was his own sudden need to have one and that when he caught sight of the one in question, after his little stint in one of the closets with a certain witch, he made his way over to formally introduce himself.

"Unfortunately fornicating in public is very frowned upon." He takes a sip of his firewhiskey. "I would suggest one of the room that you're not supposed to be in and have fun. That way there is still the rush of someone walking in." He gives a small shrug. "I do have a question to ask you."

[xaliceinaurorlandx]

It should worry her. Being this close to him. But she knows he won't hurt her. He would never hurt her. Or at least, she was pretty confident about that. He'd given her bruises, both in the past, and more recently. But that had been consensual. Alice was pretty confident that he would not intentionally hurt her. And Alice knew she should stay away, but somehow she was as addicted to him, as he was too her.

There was a smirk on her lips, as her stalked towards her, and she took a step back. She wasn't scared of him. She didn't think that she had ever been scared of him. "So bossy." She was treading a thin line. But it made her more exciting. "I'm not. I don't belong to anyone anymore. I'm mine." She had long ago decided that she wasn't going to allow anyone to own her anymore. And she wasn't about to go back on that decision.

The kiss was intense, and she probably couldn't have broken it even if she had wanted too. As they kissed her hands found there way under his blazer, pulling his shirt out of where it was tucked in his trousers, so that she could trail her hand across his back. She could tease as much as he could, and she wasn't going to go down without a fight.

[antoninxdolohovx]

A sordid laugh erupted against her mouth when she mentioned that she belonged to no one. It was cute, but wrong. Alice Selwyn had always belonged to him and she would continue to do so until he let her go; which he never had any intention of doing. This would be their dance, the way he held control, and he would keep reminding her.

"Mine." He bites down on her bottom lip in warning. His body fleshed in goosebumps at her touch against his bare skin, his own reaching back to work at the zipper of her dress before coming up to push the strap off her shoulders, pushing the fabric down to pool at her feet. He was going to fuck her. Be the one on her mind when she left his closet. His palms grasp at her breasts, the pad of this thumbs flicking against her nubs. "I want you on you knees Liss, be a good girl for me." His tone smooth like velvet. She was a sight on her knees, pleasing him. "Then I'll fuck you. Make you scream." A hand glides down her smooth stomach, dipping inside of her panties, the pad of his middle finger brushing between her wet folds. "Wet for me." Two fingers sliding inside of her, needing to feel her squirm before getting what he wanted.

[xaliceinaurorlandx]

It was hard to be back here. She'd almost said no when Alastor had asked her. Seeing the friends, the people she had left behind in Diagon Alley or in the ministry was one thing. But purposefully coming back into it, that was a whole other story. Alastor thought had a way of twisting her arm, getting her to agree to things. And so here she stood in the literal lions den. She knew her parents would be around here somewhere, and she was just praying she did not run into them.

She had spotted Antonin nearly as soon as she'd walked in. She probably always would be able too. But she had tried her best to avoid him. It wasn't that she necessarily didn't want to see him, even though she knew she shouldn't. She just didn't want to do it right now.

She could have cursed him for pulling her aside like that. But he'd acted too quickly for her to even react, and there was a frown on her face as she looked at him. "I'm working Tonin."

[antoninxdolohovx]

It took all of his restraint to refrain from starting to rip the dress from her body. He didn't care for the material, it was pointless, and she always look best naked in front of him. His blood boiled each time he saw her, a hatred consumed him, and with most, he would wish for nothing more than to see them bleeding out in front of them, but with Alice, a deadly craze came over him; one way to satisfy. He stalked towards her, that she would step back until her back hit the wall.

"You were." He growls, his hands finding her hips, digging his digits into her flesh. "Now you're on a break." A lust, along with insanity, clouded his hues, dropping his head that his lips brushed against her. She was his drug and he was in desperate need of a fix. "You're mine, Alice." His lips crush against hers, locking in a heated kiss.

The taste of her was intoxicating, and watching her parade around the wedding as security, within his grasp, not fully being able to have his way with her was maddening, until now.

[antoninxdolohovx]

where: lucissa wedding who: @micahmulciber

Antonin didn't know what to make of the wizard and their magic. He knew with the right training he could have made something great of them, but now, with their return from Azkaban, he wondered how much damage had been done.

The wizard stood out in the back, having a cigarette when the other appeared, taking a moment to indulge in his drink before speaking. "Look at that, you do clean up." A tinge of teasing in his tone. "Micah." He greeted the other.

[antoninxdolohovx]

where: lucissa wedding who: @xaliceinaurorlandx

He had been watching her all night, surprised that she was here, as security. Antonin wondered what might be going through her mind, being around a crowd of people that she used to call friends. She had ruined them, what they could have been, and he would never forgive her for the betrayal she caused.

It didn't take long for him to figure out her section to canvas, noting the rooms that were in close proximity and a plan was formulated. Magic disguised him, watching her take that one step into the same shadows that he was waiting in, and within seconds, he had two of them tucked into what appeared to be a storage closet, the door shutting quickly behind them and locking, his own sort of lock to keep her from escaping.

Antonin kept his back to the door, looking greedily at the witch in front of him. "That is what they are calling proper attire for security." He held up his wand hand. "No magic, Alice." He would never harm her, she knew that, but that didn't mean he wouldn't use force if she did.

[antoninxdolohovx]

Antonin Dolohov attending the wedding —escorting himself

[ofxalectox]

The red head smirked as she watched Antonin stand directly in front of her. She should have expected nothing less. "I could just walk around you" She pointed out, the smirk still on her lips. Of course, she wasn't going to actually do that, since that would be letting Antonin think he had won. And he had defiantly not won.

"Always a first time for everything Antonin." She mused, still smirking. She had no intentions of complaining though. After all, he had never left her unsatisfied. Not as of yet. "is it so?" She mused with a laugh. "i do venture out of Knockturn alley every so often"

[antoninxdolohovx]

"You think I'd let you walk around me." He smirks, every bit confident that he would step in her path to keep her from doing so. A game played with Alecto always did end with an appeasing win; for both of them. "Plus, you do enjoy my company." He pointed out matter factually.

Antonin took a step closer, bridging the space between them. "It has been some time since you ventured to another place." He had been busy with work and helping with getting the Lestrange brothers out and back, but now with that matters settled, he could turn his attention elsewhere. "I was about to go to that place," his home, "care to join me for a drink?"

[perfecterosier]

“Ohh don’t threaten me with a tasty morsel,” Evan chuckled, “It’ll get me hungry. Mind you I do have the most delectable meal coming up soon.” A muggle sealed away in his mansion’s basement, they’ll whet his appetite nicely this evening- it’d been too long since he’d had a chance to indulge. 

“Come now, business is business, and everting’s business.” Or more specifically, his business.

“I’m not the fellow’s keeper, you’d have to track him down yourself, is he on your mind?” Evan suspected Amycus would love to know that, it was enough to get another chuckle out of him. “Besides, I mustn’t frolic too much, I’ve a short exhibition match evening against an up and coming Bulgarian, should be a wonderfully aggressive time.”   

[antoninxdolohovx]

It was easy to read Rosier. If only the young wizard knew what Antonin was truly capable of, it might make them feel like their handywork was child's play in comparison. "I'm not threatening you. It was a promise." He might find it rather entertaining to shove an apple in his mouth.

"Must be killing you that you don't know my business." A smirks, the corners of his mouth reaching to his eyes, glistening in mischief.

"Just like you are my mind. Two I wish to avert when possible." Truth be told, he didn't mind either of their presence, but in small doses. "I'll have to bet my money on the Bulgarian."