Lujuria: Bellatrix Lestrange
Bellatrix Black was never an ugly woman, not in her adolescent years, not after Hogwarts, and certainly not when she joined the Death Eaters. Bellatrix Black was a woman that always got the attention from men everywhere she went; which didn't meant she wanted one of those men for her.
In spite of her beauty Bella didn't meat to follow the juvenile impulse of every girl of her age. For her 'love' was epic proportion nonsense and sex was just an activity she could practice with anyone willing.
The first time Bella had sex was at 15, Rosier asked her out a couple of times and, even if Bellatrix didn't felt anything towards the Slytherin, her body asked for a release she wasn't used to.
By 16 Bellatrix had comprehend that certain traditions that her parents taught her turned pale when her body told her it needed to have another body near. First it was Rosier; Captain of the Quidditch Team, Prefect, everything a girl could ask for. Then was Malfoy; Head Boy, future heir, with just thinking about the blond her body tremble with excitement.
However soon after she gave to her instincts, Bella notice that her thrust wasn't satiated, none of her partners where enough. By her sixth year Bella had mix with the most influential pure bloods of the time, and at that instant she was in a deserted classroom with Crabbe; an idiot from her year that couldn't add two plus two but had the talent of turn anyone into a raw pulp.
Crabbe was standing in front of Bella, with his pant on the knees, while the Slytherin girl had her skirt above her thighs with her panties hanged on the ankle of the leg she had around the big boned figure in front of her. Bella could hear Crabbe's panting on her ear, en the slow swaying of his hips; but this instead of turning her on was exasperating her. When in the bloody hell was he going to finish what they came here to do?
Finally Crabbe made his move, but what made Bella scream wasn't the sudden intromission, it was the pair of eyes that looked at her from the other end of the room. Bella try to scream and cruse Crabbe for bringing her there with false pretext, but the man in front of her made a sign for her to stay quiet. Crabbe continue like nothing had happen, while the estrange man looked from the dark.
This man intromission should have made Bella jump, instead she got tuned on, for the first time since she started to listen to her body's urges Bellatrix Black as truly turned on. Crabbe continue his movements taking her closer to climax and then she heard a "Petrificus Totalus" making her "partner" look at her terrified, while the man in the shadows approach them.
"Are you having fun, Bella?" said the man getting closer.
"Rabastan!" said with a sigh, like she was breathless.
"I can believe you choose Crabbe," Rabastan told her almost with disgust, resting on the other man's shoulder, talking like it was a regular situation.
"Is a means to and end," she answered with the same disdain.
"I don't think Crabbe would like to hear he's just and instrument," he continued, amused.
"That's his problem, do you mind letting me finish?" Bellatrix talked like it was a business transaction.
"Do you mind if I watch?"
"You been here from the beginning," she commented like it wasn't a big deal. Rabastan got closer and kissed her with passion, ending the spell.
That night Bellatrix discovered that her body didn't ask her for a simple shag, for more than a estranger on a classroom. Her body had a hunger for power and she would do anything to gain it.