Written for the time of day challenge number 46 at The Dark Lord's Most Faithful. Ten seconds from the evening of Bellatrix and Rodolphus, probably after they have been married for a while. Sorry Rodolphus. I'm sure he is better than how Bella rates him.
Ten Seconds
Her eyes were closed as he thrust again. It was too soft. Not brutal enough.
Nine.
"Bella." The voice moaned. It was the wrong voice.
Eight.
"Oh, Bella." He should not talk. She should moan, not her lover.
Seven.
The hands on her breasts tightened. Still not tight enough.
Six.
He thrust harder this time. It was pleasurable for only a moment.
Five.
The thrusts were becoming more erratic.
Four.
The groans were louder.
Three
Soon she knew.
Two
She smiled, nearly.
One
He spilled inside her. She sighed in relief.
That duty was done for the week.