It felt so wrong, it felt so right - Alecto - June 72

[Alecto Carrow]

That sound she dragged from Bellatrix during their kiss - f*ck, was she ready to hear it again and again until they had exhausted themselves. While Alecto didn't know who had all been invited here before her - she'd tried not to think on it, but what if even Amycus had had the woman? - she wasn't naive enough to think she was the first. But she was confident enough to think she could be the last. If they could please each other, what would be the use of anyone else? Obviously, the husband would have to be involved for the sake of appearances, but beyond that...

She was selfish, and owned it. And Bellatrix would learn there wasn't anyone better for her.

And, it seemed, there may not be anyone better for Alecto herself - the other woman's soft lips slowly trailed across her neck, fingernails lightly scratching her back as the zipper of the dress was pulled down. An unbidden shudder shook her spine, and she eagerly loped towards the bed with the other, who left her to sit on the bed with a tantalizing smirk. Alecto slid her arms from the dress and let the leather sheath fall to the floor, kicked aside with a shoe, and strode to stand before Bellatrix. Not so much for her approval - how could she not approve? - but for her appreciation.

"You've made quick work changing my mind on teas," Alecto commented with a smirk of her own, making even faster work of nudging herself in to stand between the other's thighs. A sheet of hair fell forward as she leaned forward, a hand grasping the back of the other's neck as she moved in for a deeper kiss; her other hand found the woman's supple breast, teasing it as she moved back a breath to whisper a tad sternly, "Just don't tell me you do this with all the recruits."

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Out of the people who had graced her bedroom, Alecto was the first woman. Sure, there had been girls back in school she had toyed around with, but once she was married it was mostly men coming and going from her bedroom. Her husband, her brother in law, Amycus...but Alecto had been her pick. She had seen the way the younger girl looked at her, and while Alecto may not know it, she was the prey. Bella was the predator. And this relationship wasn't one that Alecto could escape from - no. Not until Bellatrix was done with Alecto.

And so it was with pleasure that Bella watched Alecto remove her dress, a smirk playing on her lips. It seems the girl had come more prepared for this than Bella had realized. After all, the dress and shoes were hardly the kind one would wear to a proper tea. But soon there would be no pleasantries of meeting Alecto at the door, no. If Bella had it her way, the girl would be waking up in Bellatrix's bed in the mornings whenever Bella insisted upon it. She slid a hand up Alecto's thigh as the girl worked herself between Bella's legs, the smirk on her face growing.

Bella let another moan escape her lips as Alecto leaned over, knowing full well the effect it would have on the blonde. She let a small laugh escape her lips at Alecto's word, hand working up to pull Alecto's hair. "Don't worry little bird, I've been waiting for you specifically." A truth mixed in with a lie, Alecto didn't need to know the entire truth of the situation. "Now are you going to keep teasing me, or are you going to please me?"

[Alecto Carrow]

While both had known this was coming, and Alecto was certain the next hours would be spent in the most invigorating of manners, the young Death Eater was nearly giddy in her eagerness now that the moment had come. She'd been hoping for this invitation, doing everything she could to secure it, and having been granted it...

Even iron bends, she reminded herself of the fresh ink twisting on her bare ribs, and so will she to you.

Their next kiss granted her another low moan of gratification, and Alecto could hardly keep herself from jumping into another one before Bellatrix's words were fully out. How true they were, the jealousy-prone girl could hardly say, but they were doing the trick of getting her more and more ready...as was the tight hand in her hair, pulling her even closer to the other woman. "I'll always please." She breathed the promise, hurriedly closing the space between them with furious lips and confident hands...

This was the first time she'd been with a woman - not a silly girl or boy at school afraid to be rough with her, afraid to be adventurous, daring, honest. Bellatrix knew what she wanted and how to get it, and the blonde prided herself on not needing much prompting along the way. Teasing was absolutely still on the table, moments of pleasure drawn out with expertise; Alecto hoped the insinuation they'd be together all day would prove true, as there was no where else she wanted to be but between the sheets with Bellatrix. You'll make it happen. She smirked coyly as she rested atop her partner, fingers swirling on skin smooth with a satisfying sheen of sweat as they lightly traced the bite marks on Bellatrix's chest. She leaned forward to place a kiss at a pulse point on the other's neck before rolling off of her, their long legs still slightly intertwined. "Your husband won't be back anytime soon, will he?" Alecto asked, not wanting their time to be interrupted. In time - given as how this was going, this was but the first spell she would spend in this bed - she would be willing to participate with the husband if it meant she could be with the wife, but he wasn't going to ruin today.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

It was clear that Alecto knew where she stood, and as she blew smoke into the hair she couldn't stop the smirk the spread across her face. I'll always please. She knew the blonde had a thing for her, it'd been obvious for years. What she hadn't realized was just how much Alecto did aim to please, and she wondered when Alecto had figured out that the interest was mutual. Clearly, it had been enough time to practice.

Her smirk faded and was replaced by a smile as Alecto placed a kiss on her neck before rolling away, and Bella bit her lip as she considered Alecto's question. She hardly knew what time it was - hardly cared really. And while she was sure he would be home at some point during the day, she had made it perfectly clear that Alecto would be coming over. And as they kept no secrets, he was well aware of what that meant. And while he was certainly more than interested, Alecto was stunning after all, Bella didn't always care to share. And today was quickly becoming one of those days.

"He might be," she finally replied, setting her cigarette down in the ash tray before she rolled over to prop herself up with her arm. She looked at Alecto, moving some of the younger woman's hair out of her face as her she dragged her nails across Alecto's hip with her other hand. "I don't care to keep up with his schedule." She moved her hand to run it across the fresh ink that adorned Alecto's side, before making eye contact with the woman. "But you are mine, and I'm not going to be sharing you tonight."

[Alecto Carrow]

As she breathed in the smoke from her mentor's muggle cigarette - surprises upon surprises, this woman - Alecto rose and fell with the other's breaths, antsy and ready for more. If their day twisting in these sheets never ended, it would be too soon - there was more to experience, more to learn, more to feel...invigorating and proud hardly began to describe the emotions coursing through her hot blood as she took the smirking Bellatrix in. Her roll away hardly gave the two any distance, but it gave the blonde's hungry eyes an irreplaceable view...and having Bellatrix come to her, pass the little test, was more than rewarding. From the moment she'd arrived, Alecto had gathered that her infatuation was no longer one sided, but each little moment like this proved it.

Bellatrix's light touch sent goosebumps scattering up and down her bare skin, the tenderness of the gestures surprising her. "Tender" wasn't a word one would generally associate with the usually harsh woman, but...satisfied and purring, are we? The thought sent a rush of satisfaction through Alecto, who truly hadn't ever seen the brunette so at peace. Mr. Lestrange was apparently a nonissue, another welcome piece of information, but the girl didn't bother hiding her surprise at her last. "Yours?" Alecto was undeniably pleased and gave a hearty grin, but the paranoia in the back of her mind was beginning to convince her it was all a trap. Could Bellatrix Lestrange truly want to keep her company? To herself? She had dug up heard the rumors, knew the caliber of company that had shared this bed - but had her talents really paid off so quickly? Had she finally gotten something right on the first go? "I hadn't thought you'd lay claim so quickly," the young woman observed carefully, not daring to turn her eyes from the other's as she leaned into the hand caressing her hair.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Out of the hundreds of things that were wrong about muggles, their knack with tobacco was one she’d picked up. It seemed to be the one thing those muggle men always offered her, unknowingly inviting themselves into the traps she set. Sometimes she played alone, other times it was more entertaining to watch her husband cause a scene before the muggle met his end. And while there were plenty of wizarding things that could give her the same feeling, smoking just seemed more satisfying. It was no different that the muggle drugs, the bliss a pill could bring. Everyone had their weakness, as least she wasn’t sleeping with a muggle.

And Alecto was positively pleased, that much was apparent in her voice. Bella was quiet as she ran her hand through Alecto’s hair, contemplating the statement. Most didn’t get to even stay in the bed after things were done, let alone get affection. That had always been reserved for her husband, the moments after. But she had bonded with Alecto back at school, even if it had only been a year that they had interacted much. And now that Alecto was done was school, there was much more Bella could teach her. “Why should I wait?” Her thoughts were interrupted at a knock on the door, and she sat up to see a elf poking his head in.

“Mistress, you asked me to let you know when the Master was home…”

Rodolphus had a way about ruining a good time, and Bella sighed and retrieved from robe from the other side of the bed, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Don’t go anywhere,” she voiced to Alecto as she left the room, smiling as she met Rodolphus in the hallway. If she was lucky he was simply stopping by for only a few moments. “Hello love, to what do I owe this surprise?”

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Rodolphus had been relieved to finally be home. There had been a gathering with the pureblood men today, though mostly just some pureblood nonsense to discern the loyalties of each family as men traded pleasantries over polo or deer hunting. It was been a complete waste of Rodolphus’s time, seeing as Rookwood had been keeping tabs on everyone’s leanings, hence making the social meet void of any actual use for the Lestrange. He went merely to keep up appearances along with his brother. It would not do to be kept out of the loop by high society after all.

So, with the deer hunting cut short by the unfortunate sudden onset of a nasty stomach ache in Mr. Dolohov, the men had agreed to reschedule their outing for a later date when Antonin was recovered. Rodolphus was only too happy to wave goodbyes and be done with all the social pish posh that was expected of him. It was as tedious as it was bothersome.

He’d much rather spend the time at home with his wife.

But all thoughts of enjoying a rather tiresome and fulfilling night defiling any and every piece of their antique furniture, was thrown out the window when his wife met him in the hallway.

Rodolphus was no fool, and he’d like to think that his wife and betrothed of more than two decades knew that too. Suffice to say, the Lord of House Lestrange was not pleased when he took in his wife’s appearance. Oh she was still gorgeous as ever in his eyes, though the unmistakable look of someone who’s recently been thoroughly loved was all too apparent in her tousled hair and hastily put on dressing gown. There was also the distinctive smell of pleasure and sex mixed in with her usual scent of deadly nightshade. And beneath all the muggle tabacco smoke, there was an unfamiliar sent, faint but sweet...one that he was sure that didn’t belong to his wife.

“Who is she?” Rodolphus could feel his jaw clenching at his revelation. He didn’t know what he should think of his wife’s latest toy. A woman...that’s new. Should he have been offended at his wife’s latest betrayal? Probably. They had had an agreement long ago, so Rodolphus was used to Bellatrix’s activities whenever he wasn’t home. But the man had to admit that she had caughten him off guard by her latest choice.

Though despite his acceptance of her little playmates, he was still very possessive of her, and it irritated him to no end whenever he discovered a new one in their bed. Rodolphus was not above torturing and murdering his wife’s pets, and he’d very much like to know which b*tch had found her way into Bella’s bed this time.

[Alecto Carrow]

Perfect didn't come close to describing this moment. Bella's touch could mean any number of things, which she now knew; but this gentleness had to be something that the brunette reserved for...special moments. Surely not everyone who had entered this bed had been gifted with this side of Madame Lestrange. Alecto kept her bright eyes on the other as Bella considered her words, and was pleased with the response. "You shouldn't." Perhaps she should have made herself less accessible, made the other woman pursue her - but Alecto hadn't the patience for games like that. She moved over her, smirking before catching her smoky lips in a kiss, deepening it as her hand began to wander down...

A flash of fire lit within her, an unpleasantly burning one this time, as she heard the elf bringing them such ill news. She groaned, dropping down onto the plush bed as Bellatrix made herself decent. But the young woman was much too amped up to do as told; she smirked and darted to the closet, flinging the large doors open as soon as Bella was out of the room. She grabbed another of the woman's robes and threw it on, belting it loosely as she heard murmurs of conversation from the hall. Time to raise some hell. The blonde briefly stopped in front of the vanity, shaking her hair out and making sure her cheeks were rosy from the recent activity.

Now this was perfect.

She was ready to keep pushing today, to see what Bellatrix would do if she interrupted the couple. Bella had invited her here, after all. She knew her. Surely she hadn't expected her to hide. "We weren't expecting you back so soon," Alecto said smugly as she stepped out of the bedroom and into the hall. Her excitement grew at seeing Rodolphus practically livid, and she eyed him slowly up and down as she came to stand next to his wife.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

Her husband was many things, and one of them was jealous. It was absolutely delightful at times, and she'd enjoyed using it to her advantage while they had been in school. And she still did when they had to attend those boring pureblood events, flirting just enough to tick him off with someone else so that he'd take her home. To bed. But he got to have a real life outside parties and duties, something she was lacking. There was only so much one could do when housed with their in-laws. She had to take her fun where she could get it, and Alecto was fun. Her own special kind of fun, and she intended to keep it that way.

If anything she had thought he would have been intrigued, seeing as the last time he'd caught her in bed with another person had been a man. At least she was branching out, exploring all of what her boring life had to offer. Besides she had experimented ages ago, and she found that the company of a woman was very different than that of a man. So it wasn't like it would be a competition of any sort.

But the way his jaw clenched as he took in her appearance was enough to let her know he was not going to play nice, which meant that she would have to work her charm. Letting out a laugh, she wrapped her arms around his neck, "Domus," she murmured quietly, hoping the name she reserved only for him would help calm him down. But the sound of the door behind her caused her to pull away, eyes wandering Alecto's form as the other woman emerged into the hallway. Her companion certainly knew how to make an entrance.

"Rodolphus, you remember Alecto Carrow? She just took her mark a couple of weeks ago," Bellatrix stated cheerfully as possible. She wasn't about to scold Alecto for her bold move, but the last thing she wanted was her husband hexing her new plaything. "I invited her over for some tea, you know Annie's betrayal has been so hard on me."

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Had Rodolphus been any other man, he’d probably be rejoicing in the fact that he had come home to not one, but two, stunningly pretty woman having fun in his bed. It’s not to say the Lestrange Head was a prude or anything and was totally fine with spending an exhausting evening with two hot chicks in bed, but the idea of sharing Mea with anyone just infuriated him to no end. She was his, and whether they both liked to admit it or not, they had been together from the start, so even if their relationship was anything but conventional, she was still very important to him. Was it so wrong of him to loath the fact that he wasn’t the only person to have her complete attention?

Under any normal circumstances, Rodolphus probably would have gave in a bit to his wife’s affections and her pet name for him, but he knew her little games and tricks too well to be deceived and lulled into a fake sense security. He indulged his wife whenever he could, but never let anyone say that Rodolphus didn’t have his limits, and damn those who pushed him over them.

Not this time.

The sheer audacity of the woman coming out of their room, wrapped in nothing but a haphazardly thrown on robe of his wife and sounding as if she owned the place in his own f*cking manor. Sacred Twenty-Eight or not, Rodolphus couldn’t care less if Alecto Carrow was some common crack-house whore. She didn’t have the class to befit her social standing, and she was mistaken if she thought he was going to be intimidated by her or his wife.

He had turned a blind eye towards his wife’s playmates, given they disappear before he actually came home and had to see them. The last person he had caught in their bed hadn’t lived long enough to leave their mansion. Rodolphus liked to think that he indulged his wife more than most, and tolerated a great deal of sh*t on her part, but they were equals, and he absolutely demanded her attention and her respect. And if this insolent pet was going to be a fixture in his wife’s playtime, then she damn well needed to keep a tighter lease around her pet and get her the hell away from his sight.

Not even bothering to give the blonde a response, the angry lord addressed his wife. Pft, Bellatrix had the gall to talk about betrayal to him. “You seem like you’ve been mourning the loss of your sister in your new pet.” gripping his wand and drawing it in one fluid motion as he sent three high-powered nonverbal stinging hexes followed with a stupefy towards Alecto in rapid succession with a speed and reflex born of years of torture. Oh Rodolphus wasn’t really going to kill the rude blonde. If that had been his goal, then he would have used reductoes instead of stinging hexes. He was so very tempted to, but something told him he’d have more trouble should he actually succeed in killing the blonde.

Too bad.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

She couldn't recall exactly how old she was when she first met Rodolphus, she'd barely been more than an infant when their parents had set up the arrangement. But there had been a time in their lives where they didn't get along, where they had been nothing but mean children to each other. Secrets had changed that, bringing the two of them together as a team. Bellatrix trusted Rodolphus more than anyone else in the world, and they had been a team ever since. But this was far from their teenage spats over who she was seeing, and she had learned the last time exactly what he would do out of anger. While she cared very little for that particular individual, Alecto was different. She wasn't some pureblood of a lower social class, she was a Carrow. A very important family to not only them, but their for their Dark Lord.

But her hopes for a peaceful resolution were dashed as he didn't even respond to her pet name for him. Damn. Couldn't he understand that no matter how well he treated her, she needed more attention that he could give. He had his job, his "friends", and his duties to their Lord. She wasn't the one disappearing off to the Ministry during the week, that path had been blocked from her ages ago by her father's demands she be a proper lady.

But a proper lady didn't get anywhere, and she hadn't worked so hard and so long to be stuck in this house. It wasn't even their house! And as much as she adored Rabastan, she hated to think of him taking this from them in a few years when he was done with school. She had worked her ass off to be respected, to be feared by people. And perhaps her accomplishments weren't the kind that her family (or Rodolphus) liked, but being attractive and dangerous at the same time was no walk in the park.

It was not often that she would disobey Rodolphus, or push back when he was in a jealous state. It was fun to rile him up for her own benefit, pushing his buttons until he would snap. But a snap towards her was vastly different than him snapping at a plaything, and as he spoke she was well aware of what was coming. Her hand was up before he had even finished removing his wand, muttered words under her breath casting a shield between Alecto and the spells. Her wand was soon zooming into her hand from the bedroom, and she moved to stand in between her husband and her lover, eyes narrowing at him. "Alecto, are you hurt?"

She kept her wand at her side, not wanting to point it directly at him and agitate him further. The last thing she wanted was a duel in the middle of their house, and the aftermath of dealing with her in-laws because of it. "Rodolphus..."

[Alecto Carrow]

Her entrance was just what she wanted it to be - distressing to the husband, enough so as to get him in a furious tizzy. But telling from the wife, whose response was much more her interest. Alecto struggled to not laugh outright as Bella spoke of her sister, Alecto's roommate until her recent turn to insanity. Is that how you're explaining this? To think that Bellatrix Lestrange wanted her because she could give some sort of distraction, to help her deal with the loss of the middle Black girl, was an interesting angle. But that would lead to only a temporary arrangement, wouldn't it? And while Alecto knew that nothing "official" could happen between them, seeing as Rodolphus Lestrange was as likely to split from his wife as their Leader was to embrace a mudblood, she wasn't planning on this being her only visit to the Manor. Nevertheless, she gave a smile of encouragement to the woman at her words, preparing to back them up until she was rudely cut-off by Rodolphus. F*ck's sake, no wonder Bella needs other company. The man was hardly appeased, and what happened next occurred so quickly that Alecto was left hiding her shock.

The husband and wife engaged in a silent duel, Rodolphus sending something unequivocally nefarious her way while Bella...shielded her. It would have been so easy to let Rodolphus win, but Bella acted without hesitation to protect her. Alecto's heart thudded with an uncomfortable speed in her hardly concealed chest, hair and robe settling after the activity of spells in the air, as she looked with cool satisfaction to the husband. How much power do you have here? "I'm fine," she responded, fixing up the robe without breaking gaze with Rodolphus. This could have easily gone, to say the least, poorly for her. But thinking before acting, especially when she was riled up, was hardly natural to the impulsive young woman. And what was life without a little risk? Surely Rodolphus wouldn't kill her, she was far too important of an individual for her body to be swept out of the Manor and into a river without consequence. And now that he'd seen how Bella would ensure her safety, would he be foolish enough to try again? "You know my family, Rodolphus," she challenged around Bella's protective form. "A Carrow is no one's pet. Put your wand away, won't you? We've got enough dramatics to dissect without blasting holes in your walls, on top of everything else." Certainly this wasn't the first time that Rodolphus had caught his wife with someone else; the rumors of affairs abounded. Could they not put the matter to bed?

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To say that Rodolphus was enraged was an understatement, though for those unfamiliar to his true nature, they’d likely think he was simply speechless at the whole shock of events. No, Rodolphus Lestrange was far from being the quiet gentlemen that most perceived him to be; his wife really should have known better than to push her luck. Couldn’t she understand that he basically cared little outside of her and Rabastan? He’d like to think that he demanded close to nothing of her really, and only wanted her respect and attention in return. He’d turned a blind eye to her indiscretions and fun over the years, but this, her actually holding her wand up to him to protect her pet was new. And he hated it.

Merlin he f*cking hated Alecto Carrow, and he f*cking hated Bella for actually caring for her.

And the blonde b*tch actually had the gall to speak to him as if she were his superior, in his own house even. The look she was shooting him from his wife’s side was not helping the last of his dangerously low control, taunting him in with her new-found status within his wife’s eyes. “No, a pet has more dignity than a Carrow.” feeling the wood of his wand digging into the palm of his hand as his grip tightened impossibly on the frail piece of wood. Oh how he would love to just lose control in this moment and tear into the blonde with every single spell and trick that he knew, and then some. Bella might have been a dueler equal to him, but he had several more of his own creations to rely on in a fight, and with every ticking second of this impromptu encounter, Rodolphus found it harder to remember the reasons for his holding back in the first place.

Not trusting himself to say anything more on the matter, the former Slytherin spun on his heel without another word, heading for his study on the far side of his wing lest he do or say something that’d likely end up in someone dying. Despite their closeness, Bella just didn’t get how much she meant to him, though he’d die rather than admit that he felt anger and hurt that, for the first time since they’d become friends, she’d placed someone before him.

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

She wasn’t surprised that her husband was angry, not really. She could see it in his eyes, and she found it hard not to smirk. It was the nature of their relationship, that she get under his skin by doing anything she could. Hell, she’d spent almost an entire school year parading other boys around in front of him until he finally had enough. She’d done her best to be faithful to him, always by his side when she was needed. But by their last year at school it had gotten...dull. Amycus Carrow and Nicholas Avery had been fun distractions from the mundane, and reminded her of how much joy she got out of seeing Rodolphus angry.

She glanced back to Alecto, smirk escaping as the girl spoke. It was refreshing to have someone on her side, a woman not willing to bend at a man’s authority. As much as Rodolphus had grown on Bella over the years, she had never had a choice in the matter - not really. From her first moments of life talks had started for where she would end up. But this? She was choosing this - Rodolphus be damned. She would always be his, an unbreakable bond expected of them.

Bellatrix watched Rodolphus stalk away, a brief sigh escaping. She would find him later, talk him down from his irritation, give him whatever he needed to be happy. But for now, she turned to Alecto, “Men are idiots.” Reaching out for the girls hand, she pulled her back towards the bedroom, allowing herself a laugh.

[Alecto Carrow]

There was no doubt in Alecto's mind that if she and Rodolphus had happened upon each other here without Bellatrix's presence that they would have already found themselves in a lengthy duel. The man was itching to strike again, and the young graduate was curious exactly what held him back. Was it loyalty to his wife or a fear of her that stayed his hand? Something else entirely? On her end, had she taken her wand with her, holding her tongue would have been much more difficult, even with Bellatrix looked to her with such approval. The blonde hoped that not lowering herself to his level would yield her merit with Bellatrix, although it was immeasurably hard to bite her tongue to keep from calling him out for his retreat.

He would learn. One day, he would learn to respect her and her name. Whether by word or by duel, he would learn.

Until then, and after, Alecto felt she would have the backing of his wife. And that was the true prize hidden in this ghastly place.

The lithe young women kept her eye on Rodolphus' back a few moments after Bellatrix took her hand, trusting the husband as far as she could throw him without access to magic. "Too true, the lot of them are," Alecto agreed at the other's laugh, letting herself be moved as the man turned a corner himself. "If I'd known that even he was so insufferable, I'd have joined you here much sooner," she stated, still not fully at ease now that Rodolphus had made his intentions with her clear. But she was much too prideful to admit it, and much too full of adrenaline from the close call to let her energy to to waste. She softened her touch as much as she could - her desire to throw the woman to the bed something she was overcoming - as she turned Bellatrix to face her, winding her hand into her waves to bring her close. "You fought for me," she said, eyes filled with want as they met hers. "If ever I wasn't yours, I am now. I won't forget that."