They sat at a long table full of death eaters, in a meeting led by Rodolphus Lestrange. The others around the table were Lucius Malfoy, Yaxley, Avery, Rabastan Lestrange, Grabbe, Goyle, Severus Snape, and Bellatrix Lestrange.
The only woman at the table, His best lieutenant, sat at the table, listening intently. She looked up from under those hooded eyelashes, and saw Severus staring at her. He looked away, a small smile playing over his lips. She reached her foot under the table, and ran it over his leg lightly. He gave her a sharp look, and she blinked innocently. She reached up and down, stroking his leg, while Severus fought hard to keep his focus on Rodolphus, trying to ignore the sultry woman across of him.
She reached up, now stroking his inner thigh, and he felt a sharp knot in his gut. He wanted her. /Now/. He looked up at the dangerously beautiful married woman. She smirked. She was used to having this effect on men. She recognized that look on his face all too well, like many of the men that had fallen victim to this graceful predator. She bit her lower lip seductively, and Severus's heart started to throb.
She excused herself and walked off to the study all of Lestrange Manor, and smirked as she heard another chair scrape back. She didn't need to turn around to see who was following her. She headed straight towards the study and stood by the bookshelves, her porcelain skin glowing in the soft candlelight, as the man behind her eyed her luscious curves.
Severus walked up behind her and pushed her soft, shiny curls out of the way and kissed her neck softly.
"Severus," she breathed as she arched her neck onto his lips. "Have you forgotten your manners, Severus? I am a married woman, and my husband is right outside this room." Her caustic tongue added in a teasing manner.
Severus rolled his eyes, "As if that man cares for you." Bellatrix narrowed her eyes at his remark.
"What?" he questioned, "Do you honestly think I'm that daft? Do you think I don't pay attention to you? We both know exactly how much Rodolphus cares for his beloved wife."
That stung, for Bellatrix. But she wouldn't let it show. Unlike most women, she enjoyed being one step ahead. It was true. Rodolphus didn't care, nor did she care for him.
"Shush.." She placed a long red finger on his lips. "You talk too much" She lowered her hand and kissed him deeply on the lips, and he returned the favor, kissing her back roughly. Magically locking the door of the study with his wand, he swept this darling creature off her feet and carried her over to the couch.