Narcissa didn't come to Bellatrix's room that night. Bellatrix stayed up for an hour after when Narcissa usually came, waiting for the little girl but she didn't show. She slips out of bed to check on her, just in case, and finds her sister already asleep in bed. Bellatrix smiles at the little blonde head barely visible from beneath the covers. She lets out a sigh of relief before shutting the door quietly. This was improvement.
Bellatrix almost makes it back to her room before she stops, looking down the hallway to the guest bedrooms. She cursed herself under her breath, willing herself to keeping going, but her body wouldn't budge. Cursing again, she turns and makes her way to the first guest room, knocking on the door.
Rodolphus opens after a few seconds, looking slightly groggy and disheveled and Bellatrix is sure she has woken him up. "Bella?" he asks. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, shut up," she mutters, pushing her way inside as well as pushing Rodolphus back towards his untidy bed. She leans into him and starts kissing him, her hands going to his shirt. Rodolphus's confusion melts into eagerness, reaching out and pulling her nightgown up and over her head.
Bellatrix pushes Rodolphus back onto his bed and he lets out a crack of a smile as he lands, holding out a hand for her. She ignores it, however, and climbs atop him, kissing down his chest. "What do I owe this midnight visit to?" he mutters, tangling his hands in her hair.
She looks up from where her lips are on his chest. "I thought I told you to shut up," she says, reaching down under his pants and between his legs, her fingers light and trilling.
He raises an eyebrow at her, sitting up on his elbows and kissing her. "Alright, love," he says, wrapping an arm around her bare waist. She guides him deep inside her, kissing him just as deeply. He spins her around, laying her back on the bed, his hands moving all along her body.
Bellatrix lets out a moan, hating herself for enjoying this. Rodolphus reaches over and places a hand over her mouth, laughing softly. "If I have to be quiet, so do you. I don't want your parents to hear us."
Bellatrix bites his hand, forcing him to remove it, and grins. "I'll do what I want, Rodolphus," she says, letting out another moan and reaching back to twist her hands in his sheets.
"So be it," he grins, pushing back inside her.
