Bellatrix (Black) Lestrange

(+) prodigious skill (-) conscience formerly: thatwhoreofsatan

[rodolphus-l]

bellalestrange:

She could tell that her words burned him to the core, which is exactly what she wanted. The thing about his, on the other hand, was that she didn’t believe them. They didn’t settle into her and create weakness, she knew what she was destined for and she had full control of that. However she did know that somewhere, deep down, Rodolphus was afraid that her words were true, and she used that fear a weapon more often that she ought too. It was, however, extremely effective. Bellatrix’s eyes followed him as he approached her, her visible anger dissipating as she watched him, like a panther readying itself to pounce. With his face just inches away from hers, her eyes narrowed on his before she leaned up and captured his mouth with hers, her lips hard and commanding. She inhaled sharply, reaching back to his hair, her body closing the gap against his. With her fingers laced tight in his hair she pulled away as hard as they had collided, yanking his head back a bit so that he could see her face. “You and I,” She breathed out in a low rasp, “together.” Her eyes searched his as her mind took off, “That’s the only way we can get what we deserve.” She released him with that thought, her voice very serious. “If you try to do this on your own, you will fail. If I do it, I will have the support but it will take much longer and the cause will suffer.” Bellatrix grabbed either side of his jacket, pulling at him, “Together we can be everything the Dark Lord needs. We can be the ones he trusts over everyone else. Us, Rodolphus, doesn’t the idea make you quiver with desire?”

He knew that look in her eye–the hunger, the need to devour everything in her path to get to whatever goal she’d set before her. He anticipated her next move before she made it, but still found himself sucking in a breath of surprise as her lips made contact with his. It amazed him the way she ignited his body. In an instant, a fire had erupted in his chest and a different sort of eagerness had replaced his rage. He wanted to force her backwards, take command from her, but he knew better. She was in a craze–one he had put her in–and there was no bringing her down from it, no taking back control. Letting her yank him by the hair, he stared into her dark eyes as she spoke. She’d given this speech before, and in an odd way it comforted him. She was aware of the fact that she needed him, and this added security to their marriage that might otherwise not be there. And she considered him an ally, a partner in their quest to greatness, and it was easy to see by the look in her eyes that having Bellatrix at his side would surely help him achieve it. The desire that bloomed from their kiss grew as she spoke, his chest rising as she grabbed him by the jacket once more. A grin crawling across his lips, he stared into her wild expression and matched it with his own. Grabbing her cloak in his hands, Rodolphus pulled Bellatrix against him and growled. “I’m bursting with desire.” Locking his eyes on her lips, he crushed his mouth against hers, tugging her body flush against his own while leaning back against the bookshelf behind him. Eagerness overwhelmed him as he shoved her cloak from her shoulders, uncaring as it felt to the floor, his hands immediately roaming her body for how to undress her further.

[bellalestrange]

Despite how much she loathed him, and she’d deny it to her grave, there was something about having a partner that understood her desires on the level that he did. In fact, there was something so deeply chemical about their bond that she couldn’t keep her body from pressing into his as he pulled her to him. She watched his eyes move up her body and back down, her breathing deep and measured. A sharp breath escape her as he thrust her cloak off her, his hands searching her body and far more demanding than they had been before. The adrenaline that had been fueling her anger had been replaced by a choking desire to ravage him. As he searched her body for access, she pulled his jacket from his shoulders and pulling at the collar of his shirt. Pulling at him, she felt the top button give way, falling to the ground. “Oh, how unfortunate.” She crowed before running her hand down the opening of his shirt, forcing all of the buttons from their stitching.

[bellalestrange]

@lizziewolfe luv me @in-thedoghouse what can I say :’)

[bellalestrange]

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[rodolphus-l]

bellalestrange:

As the study door shut behind them, Bellatrix yanked her arm free and sent a searing slap across his face. Her nostrils flared as she stared at him in utter fury, his words burning as if they were embers from a fire on her skin. She clenched her jaw tight, speaking through her teeth, “That mark means nothing on your arm.” Bellatrix spat as she finished her thought. “The fact that you bear it makes it mean less. You didn’t earn it, you barely even wanted it. If it wasn’t for the constant push from your father, you’d probably have ended up owning some sodding sweet shop on diagonal alley.” Bellatrix’s rolled her eyes so hard that the whites of her eyes exposed themselves, the thought that he really could consider himself as something greater than she made her entire body churn with anger.

The feeling of her hand coming across his face was not unfamiliar to him, but the searing sensation still made his skin burn and his pride fume. He glared at her with piercing eyes as she spoke, her words soaring into him like cinder blocks. They may have played their parts well, put on a good show for their parents and sometimes even for one another, but at the root of it this is what she thought of him. That at his core he was nothing more than a nobody wizard who would amount to nothing without the help of others. Every day he slaved away to prove otherwise, to show her and the rest of the world that he was every bit the dutiful pureblood wizard he claimed to be, and yet she would never be satisfied. She would never see his greatness for being so blinded by her own. “You ungrateful bitch,” he spat. “Do you really think you’d be allowed at meetings, that anyone would even give you a second glance, if you weren’t married to me? If I didn’t have my mark? You are nothing to the Dark Lord unless you’re standing beside me. Your father was cursed by his inability to make male heirs–do not delude yourself into believing that the name ‘Black’ holds any power for you.” His face was inches from her now, his breathing audible as his chest rose and fell with anger, waiting for her inevitable retaliation. 

[bellalestrange]

She could tell that her words burned him to the core, which is exactly what she wanted. The thing about his, on the other hand, was that she didn’t believe them. They didn’t settle into her and create weakness, she knew what she was destined for and she had full control of that. However she did know that somewhere, deep down, Rodolphus was afraid that her words were true, and she used that fear a weapon more often that she ought too. It was, however, extremely effective. Bellatrix’s eyes followed him as he approached her, her visible anger dissipating as she watched him, like a panther readying itself to pounce. With his face just inches away from hers, her eyes narrowed on his before she leaned up and captured his mouth with hers, her lips hard and commanding. She inhaled sharply, reaching back to his hair, her body closing the gap against his. With her fingers laced tight in his hair she pulled away as hard as they had collided, yanking his head back a bit so that he could see her face. “You and I,” She breathed out in a low rasp, “together.” Her eyes searched his as her mind took off, “That’s the only way we can get what we deserve.” She released him with that thought, her voice very serious. “If you try to do this on your own, you will fail. If I do it, I will have the support but it will take much longer and the cause will suffer.” Bellatrix grabbed either side of his jacket, pulling at him, “Together we can be everything the Dark Lord needs. We can be the ones he trusts over everyone else. Us, Rodolphus, doesn’t the idea make you quiver with desire?”

[rodolphus-l]

bellalestrange:

I would remind you who’s father approached who’s, Rodolphus. The only weight the Lestrange’s have is a reputation of only being loyal when it’s convenient for them and poor financials, the way I see it, you ought to remember why you married me. -approaches him, leaning close and talking low- I wouldn’t be so quick to forget that you only have your mark because my father vouched for you.

Originally posted by busydreaminboutgirls

As she spoke, Rod stared at the floor, his teeth grinding harder and harder together. Regardless of any of the validity of her statements, her speaking to him this way was utter disrespect that he could not tolerate. Especially not, of all places, in her parents’ manor. At her final comment he turned and grabbed her elbow sharply, pulling her from the foyer into an adjacent empty study. Shutting the door behind them as discreetly as possible, he spun on her with gritted teeth. “You insolent woman. So long as we’re making reminders for one another, should I remind you that I am the only one of us who has received the Mark? What right do you have to undermine the methods by which I got mine, when you are nothing but a blot on the carpet in the eyes of the Dark Lord?” Staring at her with wide, angry eyes, Rodolphus’ chest heaved with anger, once again shocked by the level of disrespect his wife showed for him.

[bellalestrange]

As the study door shut behind them, Bellatrix yanked her arm free and sent a searing slap across his face. Her nostrils flared as she stared at him in utter fury, his words burning as if they were embers from a fire on her skin. She clenched her jaw tight, speaking through her teeth, “That mark means nothing on your arm.” Bellatrix spat as she finished her thought. “The fact that you bear it makes it mean less. You didn’t earn it, you barely even wanted it. If it wasn’t for the constant push from your father, you’d probably have ended up owning some sodding sweet shop on diagonal alley.” Bellatrix’s rolled her eyes so hard that the whites of her eyes exposed themselves, the thought that he really could consider himself as something greater than she made her entire body churn with anger.

[rodolphus-l]

bellalestrange:

-scoffs- Your colleague? Barely. -crosses her arms over her chest- and in what twisted world did you think it would be your place to introduce me as your wife? Long before you and long afterward my family’s name will always be worth reminding people of. Makes quite a bit of difference once they remember who they are dealing with. Not that you would know. 

Well your name is no longer ‘Black’ and I saw no reason to mention it because Lestrange carries enough weight on its own, unless you’ve forgotten the reason you married me in the first place. Mind your place, Bellatrix–Rookwood couldn’t care less who my wife is, and I wasn’t about to bother him with the details.

[bellalestrange]

I would remind you who’s father approached who’s, Rodolphus. The only weight the Lestrange’s have is a reputation of only being loyal when it’s convenient for them and poor financials, the way I see it, you ought to remember why you married me. -approaches him, leaning close and talking low- I wouldn’t be so quick to forget that you only have your mark because my father vouched for you.

[bellalestrange]

rodolphus-l:

-looks behind him as though confused, his eyebrows raised- Did you have an issue with me conversing with my colleague? I would think you’d be pleased to have met someone as esteemed as Rookwood. 

-scoffs- Your colleague? Barely. -crosses her arms over her chest- and in what twisted world did you think it would be your place to introduce me as your wife? Long before you and long afterward my family’s name will always be worth reminding people of. Makes quite a bit of difference once they remember who they are dealing with. Not that you would know. 

[bellalestrange]

Rod // Well, are you going to explain what happened back there?

[lizziewolfe]

bellalestrange:

-purses her lips, looking at her nails, in that thoughtful kind of way before letting out a laugh- You’re quite infatuated with the idea of bedding husband aren’t you? -looks up at her, challengingly- What’s stopping you? I certainly don’t mind. If you feel so confident that you can handle him, by all means, try.

Originally posted by warehouse-69

Infatuated? No. Curious? I won’t even deny it. It’s those eyes of his. -arches a brow- Handle him? He’s a man, they’re all after the same thing.

[bellalestrange]

Oh, his eyes. -rolls her eyes with an annoyed/sarcastic/exasperated sigh- I have enough of those eyes. If you really want to know, they’re a bit overrated.

[lizziewolfe]

bellalestrange:

Exactly, you managed. -smirks- I’d say you do so much more than manage thanks to me.

Originally posted by awitchpire

-is stone faced a bit before smirking- If you’re so confident in your teachings, perhaps we should let someone judge. Your husband, perhaps? He’s well acquainted with your skills. Wonder how different he’d find mine.

[bellalestrange]

-purses her lips, looking at her nails, in that thoughtful kind of way before letting out a laugh- You’re quite infatuated with the idea of bedding husband aren’t you? -looks up at her, challengingly- What’s stopping you? I certainly don’t mind. If you feel so confident that you can handle him, by all means, try.

[lizziewolfe]

bellalestrange:

-grins, watching her closely- Aren’t you though? I believe there’s quite a bit I’ve taught you that you can thank me for…or rather a few of your other partners can thank me for.

Originally posted by lenazorel

I’ve managed quite well with partners on my own. Managed on my own before you.

[bellalestrange]

Exactly, you managed. -smirks- I’d say you do so much more than manage thanks to me.

[lizziewolfe]

bellalestrange:

Pleasure comes in so many different ways. -lights the cigarette and puts the case away- I would’ve thought i’d have taught you that by now. 

-bristles a little, lowering herself into a chair again and ~lounging- I’m not some pet you teach tricks to, Lestrange. Despite what you may think.

[bellalestrange]

-grins, watching her closely- Aren’t you though? I believe there’s quite a bit I’ve taught you that you can thank me for...or rather a few of your other partners can thank me for.

[in-thedoghouse]

lily-pottery:

-comes around from behind him, knocking his feet off of the table- oh I know, -laughs- figured if I called your bluff I might get a little somethin’ out of it. -leaned against the table- so, this place isn’t as bad as I thought I’d be with us being gone. Was it quiet around here without us?

Er… -insert montage flashback of the wild party they threw with people taking body shots off of each other and someone breaking the kitchen table and peter throwing up in a plant, etc etc, and nods- Yeah, you know, just the usual. -shrugs- Just practiced a few cleaning charms and presto! Impressed Lily.

[bellalestrange]

-narrows her eyes suspiciously- you are fooling absolutely no one. -shakes her head, laughing- you lost me at the cleaning charms. Based on the smell coming from your room, I know for a fact you don’t know a single one, let alone practice them.

[bellalestrange]

As intriguing as your life isn’t, you’ve wasted enough of my time. Get to the point.

[bellalestrange]

lizziewolfe:

-smirks- Ah so you do enjoy your husband’s company. Here I thought it was all some elaborate game the two of you were playing, being married.

Pleasure comes in so many different ways. -lights the cigarette and puts the case away- I would’ve thought i’d have taught you that by now. 

[katiemcgrath]

[bellalestrange]

lizziewolfe:

Oh, I’m not worried. More intrigued, really. -steps away again, wandering around the room and running her fingers over things- You have everything your shriveled little heart could desire – something you strongly believe in, a husband who appears like he’d be a brilliant shag, money, a solid family name… -pauses- And then there’s the outlier. Me.

-sits back a la gif and opens her silver cigarette case, pressing one between her lips, talking past it- What could be so intriguing about that? I like things that bring me pleasure. -takes the cigarette from her mouth for only a moment and holds it between two fingers to be v serious- There’s nothing more than that.