The front door of the house blast open as lighting and thunder crashed outside. A dark figure entered the house that was barely illuminated from the moonlight coming in through the windows. A cackled echoed down the hallway, up the stair case and in to the bedroom that was exactly the same way it was when it was abandoned 14 years prior.
The house elves had done their duty these past years and there was not a speck of dust in sight. The figure stood still in the doorway of the bedroom, a rotten smile on her bony face. She tugged the ratty cloth that draped from her shoulders away and walked into the bathroom, finally calming down. The warmth of the shower welcomed her and her muscles relaxed after many years of tension. The Dark lord was alive and she was free.
Bellatrix Lestrange let out another soft laugh as she heard the door of the bathroom burst open. She peered through the glass doors of the shower and her grin widened when she saw the figure begin to undress. A moment later the door slid open and Bellatrix's breath caught in her throat as her husband was revealed. They stared each other down, taking in the differences 14 years had made. She hadn't changed much, though her lack of proper meals at Azkaban had thinned her out and made her look frail. She also had a striking white streak of hair that went well with her dark crazed curls.
Rodolphus Lestrange was still as muscualr as ever, but he too had become much thinner and his hair was down and around his shoulders. After their eyes took in each others bodies, they flicked back to their faces and locked. Rodolphus took one step forward and embraced his wife. If at all possible, she felt her body relax even more in his arms and she hugged him tightly to her.
No words were spoken, but they parted from each other and Rodolphus turned to grab her shampoo of the shelf. He poured some into his palm and began massaging it into his wife's hair. She mewled as the soft sensation made her shiver. When he was done he stepped aside and she titled her head back into the spray to let the shampoo rinse off her hair. They repeated this action again with conditioner and she did the same for him. Then they both reached for the soap and body wash.
Bella rubbed the soap into her hand and began lathering Rodolphus' chest with it as he poured body wash onto a cloth and did the same for her. When Bella reach past his stomach and into the coarse hair Rodolphus was already fully erect. He groaned as she took him in her hand and gently stroked him. She paused for a moment though and continued to soap up the rest of his body.
Rodolphus was gentle with his wash cloth until he reached between her legs where his caress was a little rougher. Her eyes fluttered closed in delight, but like she did to him, he continued to clean the rest of her body. WHen they were both thoroughly soaped up (and finished shaving) they collided together under the hot stream of water.
There was no telling where one began and the other one ended. Their hands were roaming, grabbing, stroking, remembering. Their lips and tongues were tangled and sighs of pleasure were bubbling from their throats. Rodolphus lifted her thighs easily and she immediately wrapped her legs around his waist. His lips traveled down her throat and to her chest. She grabbed the back of his hair and roughly pulled him back to her face. One look in her eyes and he knew what she wanted.
His lips captured hers, his teeth nibbling ever so gently at her mouth and he slammed her up against the wall of the shower. In one quick motion he slid his length inside of her wet but tight opening, fighting for every inch. Her eyes rolled back into her head at the sensation and Rodolphus bit her shoulder gently. Once fully inside of her he began thrusting at a fast rhythm, angling his hips like he used to years ago to hit that spot in her that made her cry out and tighten her legs around him. She wound her fingers in his hair and brought his mouth to hers, kissing him roughly.
"Rod," she moaned and he shivered at the sound of hearing her voice for the first time in the years of separation. "I love you."
Her walls contracted around him as he looked into her eyes and said, "I love you too, Bella."
Their orgasms rocked their cores, a most delicious sensation coursing through their bodies. Bella threw her head back in a silent scream and Rodolphus groaned into her neck. He slowed the movements of his hips until finally coming to a stop. When he began to pull out she held tighter to him and whispered "no". He obeyed and they held each other for a few moments longer, the hot water from the shower now cold.
Finally, when her muscles began to ache, she released her legs from around his waist and stood on her still slightly trembling legs.
Rodolphus turned off the shower and they stepped out together. They dried off silent with the towels hanging on the door and then made their way into the bedroom where they settled themselves under the covers.
Bella turned towards him and gave him a chaste kiss before placing her head upon his shoulder and sliding her leg across his hip. Rod held her tightly to him, afraid she might disappear again. Within minutes the reunited couple fell into a deep sleep without fear of dementors, Azkaban, or their Dark lord never returning.
