DRABBLE: The Best Night (Bellatrix/Voldemort)

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Title: The Best Night
Pairing: Bellatrix/Voldemort
Prompt: When the Clock Strikes One
Rating: R
Word Count: 222
Summary: It’s just possible that maybe he feels something.
Link to Prompt Table: http://gamma-x-orionis.livejournal.com/9118.html
Warnings: Mild sexual content

When Bellatrix was summoned to the Dark Lord’s chambers, as happened too often for her not to be proud and too rarely for her to take pleasure in it, he told her that by one o’clock in the morning, she should be gone from his bedroom.

“Yes, Master,” was her instant reply.  Why should she question him, after all?  It would do her no good, and it was scarcely eleven o’clock.  She should have been grateful.  She was grateful.

She lay in his bed, gasping with ecstasy as he took her roughly, digging her nails into her palms to keep herself from grasping him, closing her eyes and breathing deeply to stave off climax until he gave her permission.

When he finished, he pulled out and away from her immediately and she began to sit up, but his arms moved around her waist.  Bellatrix froze, confused.

“Lie with me,” he told her, his voice as calm and emotionless as ever.

She did, nervously allowing herself to relax against him, heart beating quickly.  He had never before expressed desire for physical intimacy outside of sex, and it raised the tiniest bubble of hope in her core that maybe, just maybe he felt something for her.

When the clock struck one and his arms were still around her, Bellatrix could have wept with happiness.