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Written for OTP AU Competition.
AU Murderer/Serial Killer
Title: Dark Eyes and Pale hands.
Summary: There is nothing he enjoys more than watching her kill.
He watches her with a smile on his face as her pale hands reach out for the knife. The middle-aged man, strapped to the table, eyes widen with fear almost as if he can sense that she has grown bored with him. So many times he has watched her end the life of someone else and each time he's amazed at how at ease she is when she does it.
"My parents have invited us for dinner tomorrow." Bellatrix tells him, running the tip of the blade gently down of the petrified looking man faces.
"Wonderful." He mutters, under his breath. He doesn't hate her parents nor do they hate him, it's just he can't stand seeing Bellatrix revert back to normal person mode.
Neither of them were what would some would call normal. Bellatrix had killed fifteen people since they started dating while he happily watched her work. He had killed before they met and once when they begun dating, but he preferred watching her kill and not getting his own hands dirty.
They always chose people who won't be missed and then dispose of the bodies miles from nowhere. Anyone was yet to twig they have a pair of serial killers on their hands and he wasn't worried about them eventually figuring it out.
She has the blade at the man's throat now, but both he and Bellatrix knows that still she is only teasing. Before the moment comes to kill this man she will look at him with her dark eyes, desperately seeking his approval.
He loves that moment almost as much he adores the moment she kills.
"Bella finish him soon baby." He orders, his voice perfectly controlled. He doesn't need to see her face to know that she's pouting because he knows her.
It won't be long now he can feel it in the air, hear it in the way she breathes.
Bellatrix looks at him and he can see it in her eyes the thing that she craves the most, and that is to make him happy. Those dark, beautiful eyes that hide so many sins.
It's over relatively quick so fast that he almost misses the knife going across the man's throat.
Bellatrix steps back and admires what she has done while he walks closer to her. He places his arm around her waist and kisses the top of her head.
These actions say everything that he is unable to tell her.
