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Chapter 13 – Passion filled Holiday plans!
Malfoy Dungeons, Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England, December 1977
Bellatrix Black littered the scars on her lover's naked torso with gentle kisses and caresses. "Hell, Severus Snape is really something else between the sheets. I can't believe that he lost his virginity only a few hours ago. His eagerness to please me, stamina and passionate thrusts drive me mad with lust. Merlin, I could get addicted to his perfect cock, silky black locks, and stunning obsidian eyes. I can't wait to whisk him away on a snogging and shagging filled trip to France over Christmas and New Years. I want to shag him as often as possible before he has to return to Hogwarts. He has so much potential and our matching magical energies make my orgasms mind-boggling, " she thought in an awed voice.
She had decided to take him on a trip to her inherited Rosier Cottage in the countryside near Paris. Her grandma, Cassiopeia Rosier, had loved her dearly and passed her cozy French cottage on to her. She missed her, for she had been the sole human being who has showered her with love, warmth, and care in her childhood. She has always played board games with her, taught her some new magical spells that let butterflies fly through the air and read fairytales of beautiful princesses and handsome princes to her. Sometimes, she had tucked her into bed, kissed her gently onto her forehead and cuddled her like a teddy bear. She had loved her stays at Rosier Manor and been devastated when her beautiful grandma died from Dragon Pox five years ago. She kept two house-elves in her inherited Cottage to maintain the house spot-free and take care of her grandma's beloved rose garden.
Bellatrix wanted to show her paradise to her lover, for she longed to enjoy some happy easy-going hours with him, far away from the evil glares of her she-devil of a mum and the harsh judgment of the Wizarding community. She would tell her mum that she spend Christmas and New Year with Rodoldphus at Lestrange Manor. Her mum wouldn't intervene on her alone time with her fiancé because she desperately wanted to see Bellatrix blissfully in love with him, popping out Pure-blooded heirs and playing the docile Pure-blooded society lady. "Well, it's so good that you don't know me, mum. Rodolphus and I will never have children and I will never be reduced to a submissive Pure-blooded wife, for I can't arouse my husband and it's not in my nature to suffer under the rule of any man. I hope Lucius will be up for the job to produce you some little Pure-blooded brats that you can torture into your perfect heirs because I will never have children. And if I had any, I would move as far away from your evil clutches as possible, for I wouldn't let you turn my children into miserable broken empty shells," she vowed in a determined tone.
She couldn't comprehend how her mum had turned out to be the monster she was, for her grandma was a loving warm woman. How her daughter could become a children-torturing controlling wicked witch, she would never understand. "I hate her for all she did to me and my sisters. She made us all miserable and still thinks that she can control our lives like a puppet master. Meda broke out of her hellish prison, for she couldn't handle her bigoted talks, blood-purity teachings, and sadistic torture sessions anymore. Naturally, she also fell in love with this Hufflepuff Mudblood Ted Tonks, but she mainly left to escape the evil clutches of our mum.
"Cissy got brainwashed by her talks about the duties of a Pure-blooded wife, took her magical torture as a token of her love and care for them and thinks that she can reduce her control by her marriage to Lucius. Sure, she wouldn't be faced with their mother's cold aura every day, but I know that the wicked witch won't stop her controlling ways. She will still visit Cissy every third day, pester her with demands for fair-haired grandchildren and punish her if she doesn't meet her expectations.
"I have realized a long time ago, that Druella Rosier Black is a cruel control freak who wants to make her daughters' lives a living hell. She is incapable of love, care, and happiness and only consumes everyone with her darkness. I can't wait to escape her due to my business-deal marriage to Rodolphus, for I will ban her from entering Lestrange Manor." Bellatrix thought smirking wickedly.
Gazing at the angry scars on her lover's chest, she felt a new wave of anger rush through her veins. "How could parents treat their own flesh and blood with so much hatred, cruelty, and disdain? They were supposed to love, nurture and protect us, not to turn our childhood in a hellish nightmare consisting of broken bones, empty stomachs, and lonely cries. At least I had my sisters as kindred spirits who whipped away my tears, encouraged my magical talents and distracted me from my sorrows with their laughter, hugs and silly games. I can't imagine how it must be to grow up as a lonely impoverished Half-blood who gets beaten for his magical powers by his dad. Muggles are really all animals who try to break their superiors with their brutal fists and vulgar insults. I want to rid the world off their sorry excuses for human beings and can't wait to start with Severus's bastard father." Bellatrix eyes gleamed dangerously.
She embraced her sleeping lover tighter, caressed his damp black locks and whispered into his right ear, "I'm going to avenge your pain, my Dark Prince." Her actions woke her lover, for he smiled sleepily at her and kissed her lovingly on her dark brown curls. "Hello, my Black Rose. If you weren't still laying in all your naked glory in my arms, I would have thought that I dreamed our previous hours. Merlin, I feel like I can take on five Aurors in a duel right now and survive it. Your shags really invigorate me and my magic longs to burst out of me. I guess the ancient wizards and witches got something right after all. Matching magical energies heighten your magical powers." He exclaimed in awe, wandlessly and nonverbally casting a powerful Lumos Maxima. High on his powers, he kissed Bellatrix hungrily on her cherry lips, bit down on her bottom lip and massaged her full soft breasts.
Though Bellatrix's nipples hardened and she felt a new wave of lust rush through her body, she stopped his wandering hands with a wandless and nonverbal Freezing Hex, intensified their passionate kisses and husked into his ear. "Although I would love to ride your half-hard cock right now, my Dark Prince, we can't get distracted any further. Cissy, Lucius and my she-devil of a mum have certainly noticed that their marriage witnesses have gone missing by now. They clearly aren't expecting that we shagged each other into oblivion, rather thinking down the lines of we hexing each other into tiny pieces, but it wouldn't do us any good if they suspected anything about our sex affair." She broke her Freezing Hex on his hands, jumped up from the bed, cleaned herself with a self-developed Cleaning Spell that let her smell like roses and dark chocolate and repaired her black lace lingerie and ripped corsage dress with some flicks of her wand. She redressed herself with her self-invented Dressing Charm after she had sexily winked at her lover's lustful gaze.
Detecting his dark mood and aroused state, she walked sensually to the bed, fixed up her plunging neckline and caressed his cheek lovingly. "Don't fret, my Dark Prince. I can't wait to have your magnificent cock inside of me again this night. Your magical energies and powerful seed make me feel like a truly magical goddess. I can also feel my magical core responding effortlessly to my willpower now. But we need to show ourselves at the wedding party again. Merlin, they are probably already past the cakes, cupcakes, tea, and coffee right now and dinner will be served in mere minutes. We will have to give them a show on the dance floor, after all, Severus. And after we have shared some drinks with them, I promise to apparate you to my hidden French cottage where we can enjoy our Holidays shagging each other and exploring our magical connection. Naturally, I won't kidnap you, if you don't want to spend Christmas and New Years with me. So, are you game to spend your Hogwarts' Hols with me?" She asked in an insecure soft voice, fluttering her dark eyelashes at him and enchanting him with her huge puppy spinel eyes.
"Merlin, her decollete is still littered with my love bites and her hair looks truly shagged. I can't wait to feel her tight heat around me again. Naturally, I would love to spend my Hols shagging Bellatrix Black, exploring new dark curses and spells with her and getting to know her better. Hell, it's like a horny teenaged dream come true and thousand times better than spending Christmas hiding away in my run-down room, enduring my drunken father's beatings and listening to my parents' obscenity and blows filled fights. I can't wait to escape the miserable darkness of Spinner's End and enjoy a Hogwarts' break full of magical invention, blissful silence, and carnal pleasures," he mused in an excited voice.
He kissed his lover enthusiastically on the lips and exclaimed with joyful sparkling onyx eyes. "I can't wait to be in France with you, my Black Rose. It's like my Christmas wish has come true early. I'm going to spend my Hols shagging a beautiful woman, training my dueling skills and studying new ways to invent helpful Security Spells and Dark Potions. Take that, your dunderheaded Marauders. You will have to face a more powerful, self-confident and cunning Severus Snape in Hogwarts." He threw a screeching Bellatrix in his arms, jumped out of bed with her pressed against his naked torso and laughed good-naturedly. "He looks sexy as hell when he laughs only clad in his naked glory. I'm so lucky to call him my lover," a voice gushed in her mind. "What the fuck, Bellatrix? I know that he has a huge cock that pleasures you immensely. But don't gush about him like a love-crazy teenaged girl. It's only sexual release, nothing more," a stern voice screamed inside of her head.
Scared by the laughter that wanted to escape her, she screamed at him. "Let me down this instant, you silly man-child. You bath me into your sweaty sex scent and dirty my dress. If you don't stop your Gryffindor recklessness now, I will hex you into oblivion and you can kiss France goodbye." Severus didn't seem scared by her tone, rolled his eyes, put her down and smirked smugly at her. "I didn't mean to enrage you, my lady. But you would have to fix your dark mane and love bites covered neck anyways, for you look well-shagged. Our secret will be out the moment you step out of this room sporting your dark birds' nest and dark red love bites." He searched for his wand on the floor, stepped in front of her and touched her neck with the tip of his wand. He muttered something unidentifiable in his sing-song baritone and her love bites vanished. "There, your love bites are now glamoured with my self-invented Cover-Up Glamour. I'm the only one who can still see them and remember our passionate shags." He uttered in an amused voice.
With another flick of his wand, her wild lion's mane was tamed into silky curls. "Now you look like the Black beauty you are. I disentangled and smoothed out your curls with my Natural Hair-Fixing Charm. Your she-devil of a mum will never guess that your womb is still filled with my Half-blood sperm." He smirked sexily at her, cleaned himself wandlessly and nonverbally and redressed his naked body with a swish of his wand. Bellatrix looked at him flabbergasted. "Merlin, why must he be so darkly handsome and magically powerful? His spells are impressive and he should teach me his Natural Hair-Fixing Charm. It would save me some time in front of my mirror every day. He doesn't seem to be afraid of my threats anymore. Well, Bella, I guess that is normal behavior for a teenager whose virginity you took hours ago and invited on a sex filled winter vacation. They tend to be not afraid of someone who gives them pleasure and makes their dreams come true. I can stop playing the big bad witch in front of him. He knows my weaknesses, soft spots, and vulnerabilities for Merlin's sake. And his dark powerful aura only draws me to him. I have created a self-confident magically genius. I love it." She exclaimed in her clouded mind.
Severus embraced his lost in thoughts lover tightly, kissed her on her cherry lips and whispered in her ear. "I can't wait to widen my sexual and magical horizon with you in France, my Black Rose. I will shag you gladly on any surface in any position. But know, let's put on a show in front of Lucius, Cissy, and the stiff Wizarding upper class. I can't wait to see their scandalized faces when I press your body flush against mine during our dance. Lucius's dancing lessons are surely going to pay off now, Bella." He pierced her with his lustful obsidian gaze and whirled her around in sensual motions through the Dungeon's room.
Bellatrix felt her magic pulsing excitedly through her veins, moved closer to him and refreshed his sweat-slick hair with her self-invented Hair-Refreshing Spell. She smiled at him and exclaimed in a playful tone. "We can face the hungry pack now, my Dark Prince. I needed to fix your hair, for it wouldn't do if you looked like you run a marathon or got ridden by an insatiable harlot. Lucius would surely notice your sex crazy hair because he takes so much time to fix up his own blonde locks. I will surely remind you of your promise in France. But let the games begin now." She entangled her delicate left arm in his right one, cast away their summoned bed, refreshed the Dungeon air and they stepped with huge smiles plastered on their faces out of the Dungeon's room. Oh, how much she loved to live out her rebel side.