Title: Of Blood and Beauty
Author: OCDegrassi (Holly)
Pairings: Bellatrix/Narcissa
Rating: M
Warnings: Femmeslash, Incest, Mentions of Rape, Cutting
Note: This was written for Gamma Orionis's Incestuous Challenge. It is a bit dark and disturbing, so be warned. The rating may be a little high, but there are some serious themes in here, so I figured it was better to be safe than sorry. Also, it may seem like Bellatrix is a little too gentle in this, but I've always seen her as having a soft spot for Narcissa, so hopefully it isn't too out of character.
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Bellatrix remembers the first time she saw them. The ugly cuts that marred her sister's otherwise perfect body. Her pale skin was a sharp contrast to the bright pink and red lines that crisscrossed on her stomach. Some were old and nothing more than scars, but others were fresh, blood still slightly seeping out of the newly-created scabs. Bellatrix stared in awe as she ran her fingers over the lines, and Narcissa shivered at the touch.
She had never shown anyone her secret addiction before. Standing there naked, she felt exposed and vulnerable. She had always made sure to shower and dress in isolation. Her peers would never understand. No one could, but Bellatrix. While everyone else looked at her and only saw a beautiful girl with a perfect life, Bellatrix saw the darkness and the lies that she hid so well.
Bellatrix knew that their father had run his hands through her soft, blonde hair and over her silky, smooth skin. She knew how he would whisper to her that she was so lovely while he forced himself on her, and Bellatrix hated him for it. One day, she would make him pay. He had broken her perfect little sister; shattered her into a million pieces that no amount of magic could ever completely repair.
She understood why Narcissa needed this release. She needed the pain so that she wouldn't have to deal with the emotional wounds; the haunted memories and the nightmares that would never truly go away. Bellatrix bent down and kissed each scar on her stomach lightly and traced her tongue over the ones where blood was trickling out. The taste of copper entered her mouth and she gladly continued as Narcissa inhaled sharply at the contact.
This should feel as wrong as when her father touched her, but it didn't. She felt safe with her older sister, and she needed her in a desperate, dysfunctional way. As Bellatrix kissed up her stomach, she came to face the younger girl and gently pressed their lips together. Bellatrix was never the type for gentle, slow touches or romantic gestures. It would do nothing but annoy her. She preferred her sex fast and rough, without any feeling or meaning behind it.
But this was different. This was her little sister; her perfect, broken sister; her only weakness. She would do anything for Narcissa, and she knew that this was what she needed, so she would gladly give it to her. Narcissa pulled Bellatrix closer to her and kissed her back desperately. Their tongues swirled around each other as if they were dancing, and it filled both their bodies with warmth.
Bellatrix would later reflect on this and realize that it was the closest she ever came to making love. It wasn't about romance or passion though. It was about need. They both needed this. It was as if they couldn't breathe without it. She remembered the blood that escaped a few scabs and smeared across both of their bodies. The crimson liquid was warm and wet and perfect.
The scars, the blood; they made Narcissa look even more beautiful than she already was. Her blood, the blood that they shared, melded their bodies together that night, and it was nothing less than beautiful.
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A/N: So what did you think? Please review! Seriously, it makes me happy.