Bellatrix and the Dark Lord | By : weirdanduncomfortable Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 6129 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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His colorless body lay on the bed in front of her.
"Come, Bellatrix. Prove to your master that this body is truly human." His high-pitched, hissing voice pierced the air, pierced her body, pierced her heart. It made every bit of her shiver, though with fear or anticipation, she did not know.
"M-my Lord, I don't know about this. My husband-"
"Would have been honored to allow his wife to service his Lord," the Dark Lord finished.
"You question your master, Bellatrix? What better way to prove your humanity than to partake in humanity's basest desire? The step from less-than-living to human is an arduous, painful thing. You have been one of my most devoted servants, Bellatrix, and I am trusting this level of intimacy to only you. Lay next to me, so that you may service me."
Bellatrix did so, her desire of power as much as her fear of the Dark Lord compelling her. Her Lord pulled Bellatrix on top of him. Bellatrix did not expect such force, such power from the frail, gray body underneath her. She ran her delicate hands up the sleeves of his robe, feeling them as they wrapped around her. The Dark Lord forced her head towards his, her red lips toward his grey ones, and they kissed. The Dark Lord's hands found their way towards Bella's neckline, and quickly slipped her robe down below her breasts.
"No bra, Bellatrix? Despite your feeble resistance earlier, you still planned on this?" He pulled away from their kiss and cupped her breasts, pinching and prodding in a decidedly unpracticed manner.
Bellatrix winced. "I knew I had no chance of prevailing, my Lord. Not against you." Deciding to escape the violent assault on her nipples, she pulled away and crawled down to the other end of the bed. Lifting up her Lord's robe, she gasped. While sickly and grey and wrinkled, it was huge. Thirteen inches, at least, and growing.
"My Lord, it's massive!"
"Yes, the high amount of inbreeding my ancestors took part in ensured that," he replied lazily. "But enough of that. Put your mouth around it, Bellatrix. Now." Bellatrix immediately complied. After a few deep breaths, she impaled her throat on it. Breathing through her nose, she contracted her throat in rhythm and used her tongue to wrap around the base, making sure every part of it was stimulated. After only a minute, The Dark Lord's body shuddered and he placed his hand on the back of Bellatrix's head. Trapped there, she had no choice but to allow it to be released directly into her stomach.
"Very good Bellatrix." Semen dripping from her mouth, Bellatrix unlodged herself from her Lord's most sensitive area. "But, I do require more stimulation." He completely removed his robe, throwing it off to the side. A horrible hissing noise that Bellatrix recognized as Parseltongue escaped from her Lord's lips. Nagini had crawled out from under the bed. The snake lay on top of the Dark Lord, nuzzling her face with his. He hissed again, this time in a more delicate manner, to the snake. It seemed to nod in understanding and slithered towards the other side of the bed where Bellatrix lay. Bellaxtrix flinched. "Do not worry, Bellatrix. It is not yet time for Nagini to feed. She has a different purpose." And just like that, the Dark Lord raised his legs in the air, spread far apart, and the snake's tail entered him.
Belltrix tried to hide her disgust by looking away, but it was no use. "Do not turn, Bellatrix. You are still needed." His voice was unsteady and his face less grey than normal, trying to keep his composure with his next demand, "Remove your clothing so that I may enter you." He made a small gasp as the snake struck a particularly sensitive part inside him.
Bellatrix hesitated again. Surely the Dark Lord didn't actually mean for her to do that while his snake pleasured him. Then again, her master wasn't really one to make a joke, and she feared her life was on the line. Hesitantly, she removed her robes while the Dark Lord watched with a disinterested expression.
"Now, now, just like before, Bella." She flinched as he used her nickname. That level of intimacy had never been shared between them until now. "Climb on top of me. Pleasure me."
And she did. She let her hands rest upon his still sickly, but now pale pink chest. She lowered herself slowly upon his manhood, wary of its size, until she completely engulfed it. She could feel it inside her, every square centimeter of pleasure it gave her amplified by the fear she felt.
Her Lord was quick to lose his composure as he entered her. Obscene, animalistic noises left his lips, his hands gripping and clawing at her back. Nagini slithered back and forth inside her master, careful to hit all those spots he liked. Soon, the pleasure overwhelmed the Dark Lord. "Pleasure me, Bella! Pleasure me!" He shouted the phrase over and over again, as if she wasn't already doing exactly that. His hands glided from her back to her throat, and Bellatrix sped herself up. She wanted to finish this quickly as she was afraid he might lose control and strangle her. She bounced up and down on him, feeling her master fill her up. Soon her mind was far away, especially away from that snake, losing herself to the Dark Lord.
And then it happened. Her master grabbed her, groped her ass as he pushed as far into her as he could. He came in torrents. It filled Bella and triggered her orgasm, and she collapsed upon her master as his children filled her.
She was very messy now. Bella grabbed her wand and whispered, "Tergeo," as she pointed it at her lower body. The two laid in the warmth it provided in the Malfoy manor, which was always particularly cold. Bellatrix was nearly asleep when the door opened. "Aunt Bella, my mother wishes to-" Draco had walked in, but immediately turned around. "Sorry about that, sorry, sorry, my Lord, sorry, Aunt Bella."
But Bellatrix's master had spoken. "Draco, with your father in prison, you must take up his duties as a Death Eater. I have a job for you."
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