A/N: Bill reads something in a magazine. Bill/Bella. Warning for sexual content.
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Return of the Daily Weird Prompt Thing [Speed-writing Competition]: pineapple juice
The MatchMaker Game Challenge: Bill Weasley - Bellatrix Black
Bill threw his head back, the tips of his long red hair grazing the rumpled bedsheets clenched within his fists. He loved when his wife was on her cycle, for though she may be a bit more irritable, her sexual appetite rose through the roof. That was why as soon as he had stepped through the floo from a long day at Gringotts, she had pushed him onto their previous immaculately-made bed and divested him of his trousers before going to work.
With one more long suck, the tip of her tongue moving expertly along the shaft and her hands gripping him tightly, he released into her mouth with a loud groan. She cast an idle glance up at him before swallowing every drop.
Once he had returned to Earth, he pulled her up to lie on top of him, tasting himself on her lips as he brought her mouth to his. His hands roamed her body, pinching her more sensitive areas through the fabric of her dress, as he tried to show her how grateful he was.
After a few minutes, they pulled apart, both breathing heavily. "I take it you liked your little surprise?" she asked with a smirk.
He leaned up towards her neck, giving into the temptation of the amount of skin exposed by the shifting of her dress and murmured his approval. Then he asked, "Did you notice anything different, anything... sweeter?"
She let out a little sigh as his lips moved lower. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"I read in a magazine that drinking pineapple juice is supposed to make the juices taste better," he said, bringing his hand up to trail his finger along the edge of her dress, right above her still-hidden nipple.
"Hmm," his wife said before rising from on top of him, ignoring his little sound of disappointment before she settled back between his legs. "Maybe I need to check again before I can say if that's true or not."