Title: It's Only Fair
Pairing: Percy/Rodolphus, Mentions of Rodolphus/Bellatrix and Bellatrix/Voldemort
Rating: T
Warnings: Slash, Infidelity, Sexual Content
Note: Written for the "Variety Drabble Challenge." It's slightly over the word limit, but just barely.
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Rodolphus reveled in the way Percy's body sang for him. He could make the redhead arch and moan; writhe and gasp; pant and shudder, grasping the sheets until his knuckles were white. The power was delicious and addicting. It didn't take him long to learn exactly what Percy liked. He memorized every reaction - every little twitch and every sharp intake of breath. He knew the redhead's body better than even Percy did.
When Pius introduced him to his new Junior Assistant, Rodolphus had been struck by how naïve and innocent he was, despite the fact that he was working for a government controlled by Death Eaters. It was strangely erotic; he wanted to corrupt him. He stayed awake at night thinking of all the ways he could use Percy's body, wanking desperately to the fantasies.
Percy was surprisingly easy to convince. He was so sexually repressed that all of his pent-up need was bubbling under the surface, just waiting to explode. He was practically begging for someone to shag him, even if he didn't realize it yet. He let Rodolphus bend him over the Minister's desk and fuck him until he couldn't walk straight.
After that, it was like the walls came crashing down. Percy was kinkier than Rodolphus had imagined, though he supposed he shouldn't have been surprised; it was always the quiet ones. He was insatiable too. Percy would pull the older man into closets at the Ministry, tearing his clothes off as if he would die if Rodolphus didn't touch him right then and there, and Rodolphus loved it.
Percy was all but shrieking now, eyes scrunched closed as foul words flowed from his mouth like a symphony, and Rodolphus hadn't even entered him yet. The older man was painfully hard and leaking on the sheets, but he refused to take his own pleasure until he pushed Percy over the edge. There was nothing sexier than watching Percy climax, his orgasm intense and raw. By the time he pushed inside the younger man's hot and convulsing hole, Rodolphus didn't last long, but the redhead didn't seem to mind in his blissed-out state.
This was supposed to be just sex, but when Percy snuggled up to his side and nuzzled his head under the older man's neck, Rodolphus couldn't resist putting his arm around Percy and pulling him closer. He knew that a part of Percy felt guilty for sleeping with a married man, but Rodolphus felt no such shame. Bellatrix had the Dark Lord to warm her bed, so it was only fair that he got to keep Percy for himself.
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A/N: Reviews are always appreciated.
