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Bellatrix hadn’t planned on browsing the coffins but she couldn’t help herself. She felt herself feeling stupidly giddy as she observed the different styles of coffins, caskets and boxes the company offered. They were all magical ones, she didn’t dare to go near anything Muggle.
The funeral home attendant had questioned whether they could help her with anything, clearly ready to sell the raven-haired young adult something. Though, that wasn’t why Bella was here. She swiftly declined the offer, she needed some pathetic help from some half-breed.
She knew what she was looking for.
Bella already knew the perfect coffin for her husband’s body.
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“Have a nice shopping trip, darling?” Rodolphus's deep sleepy voice shivered through her body as she walked back into Lestrange Manor from the fireplace. The sound of his voice in this state was one of her favourites, it blazed through her veins quicker than she could jump his bones.
“It was alright.” She smirked, kissing him before padding her way through into the living room.
“This arrived for you, while you were out shopping.” Rodolphus stepped behind his wife, his hands grabbing her waist. “It’s addressed to you, my little snake.” He started kissing her neck, his words sending tingles right through her entire body as he sucked and bit at her ear lope.
“It’s a present for you, Roddy,” Bellatrix smirked, shivering from his touch.
“For me?”
It was now his turn for him to feel giddy at the prospect of having a gift from his darling wife.
With a wandless smooth movement of his hand, the present unwrapped itself and revealed the jet-black coloured coffin with dark black metal handles placed on the sides.
It was perfect.
Everything she dreamed it would be.
Stepping closer, to admire the work, she traced her things against the shiny matt finish on the wood as she observed the lettering on the smallish rectangular shape that held his information.
“21/03/1950 - 21/03/1980”
“Happy birthday, husband.”
She smirked, turning around quickly and pressing a sharp dagger to his neck, her breathing heavily as her smirk grew in size. Bellatrix pressed the edge closer until his eyes darkened completely to black. His mind glazed over with the devilish thoughts that blossomed within that moment.
“Oh, my darling wife. To think you could try and kill me.” He leaned into her personal space, biting her cheek as the dagger sliced into his neck. The bubble of blood droplets dripped onto the metal as he slowly pulled away from her, his smile turning slowly into a smirk.
With a quick flash of movement, the dagger was now securely in Rodolphus’s hand and was being pressed against Bella’s neck as he pushed her back until her legs buckled against the coffin.
“While you are clever, my sweet love, I am smarter.” He smirked, pushing the dagger harder against her skin but not enough to make her bleed. Instead, he smeared his blood from the edge across her neck before leaning in and licking, moaning at the taste.
“Well done.” She spat the words at him.
“Thank you,” Rodolphus lifted her up onto the coffin, the dagger still pressed against her neck as he stalked his way between her thighs. He thrust himself until the evidence of how affected by her schemes she was. “Do you see what you do to me, wife?” He smirked, rubbing his hardening cock which was straining against his trousers against her.
“Stop delaying the process, just fuck me already.” Bella’s snarky side came out a bit too strong as she glared at him.
“Patience must have skipped over you in the Black family.” Rodolphus chuckled, biting her neck.
He was biting harder, intent to pierce the skin and taste the bubbles of her blood. She moaned as his tongue soothed the pain and sucked at her blood, ravenous for the feeling of her blood hitting his bloodstream.
“Shut the fuck up, Rod.” She scolded, bringing him inches closer. “If you are going to fuck me over your coffin then just fucking do it,” Bella begged.
“Begging for me, wife? Merlin, you really must be desperate for me.”
He was slow with ripping her clothes off of her body, attention to detail was key for him at this very moment, taking his time as he worshipped every inch of her body with kisses. Rodolphus’s hands covered her large breasts, holding the weight entirely in his hands as he magically removed the rest of her complicated robes.
Rodolphus massaged her breasts, pinching at her nipples before pulling them away from her. The pain rippled through her, as much as she tried hiding it on her face, her body couldn’t stop the sight of how the pain moved against her.
“Beg for me, wife,” Rodolphus commanded. “You sounded so prettily before when you begged for my cock, my love.” He smirked, throwing the dagger aside as it sounded out with a booming clattering sound.
“Please, husband, fuck me.” Bellatrix pleaded, sarcasm sinking through her teeth as she stared at him.
“You can do better than that.” He spat, his hands stalking down to his trousers. Slowly, he pulled his hardened cock out of their prison as he lazily glided his hand up and down himself. Keeping one hand on himself, he wrapped the other around Bella’s neck, squeezing with a warning. “I said, beg for me, wife.”
“Fuck me, please!” She begged, her voice no longer dripping with sarcasm and showing every inch of desperation that wrecked its way through her body. Bella was shivering with need. She was fucking desperate. “I need you, fuck me, please!” Bellatrix’s voice was full of whimpers and mewls.
“Good girl.” He praised, smirking as he widened her legs and dragged his cock through her slit. He slid against her until his large cock was covered practically completely in her desire. “So wet for me,” Rodolphus commented, humour echoing through his deep voice as he finally entered the heat, slowly thrusting into it.
Bellatrix gasped, finally getting what she wanted.
Rodolphus took it slow at first but as soon as he felt that he had bottomed out inside of her, he turned and was suddenly pounding in and out of her in a rhythm that was closer to rough than anything Bella had ever experienced before.
“I’m going to fuck a baby into you, wife.” He pounded, his voice stuttering as he remained affected by the pleasure wrecking its way through both of their bodies. “Feel you up with my seed until it takes.” He smirked, his thumb pressing into her clit as he circled out of time with his thrusts, keeping her constantly on the edge of pleasure.
“Please,” She whimpered, the sound was pathetic but she was so close and needed that relief.
“Beg for me some more and I’ll give you what you want, wife.” Rodolphus leaned into her body, bending her further back against his coffin as he planted his face into her neck. His lips attacked her there, his thrusts continuing at a roughing pace.
“Please, please, please!” She chanted, her tone taking a song-like rhythm as she begged for his seed to paint her insides and give her everything she wanted.
His thrusts continued.
In and out.
In and out.
In and out.
“Fuck, wife.” He groaned. He was close, she could tell. She was close too. She needed this more than ever.
“Please!” She nodded, pushing her hands onto the coffin to keep herself steady as the circles on her clit were right there. “Please, please, please!” She continued chanting as he allowed her to fly over the edge of the cliff and scream out as her orgasm took complete control over her body. “Come for me, husband.”
“As you wish.” He commanded, thrusting deep once more, bottoming out as he painted her insides with his seed. Rodolphus remained inside of her, even as his cock softened.
He needed to make sure her perfect body took his seed.
She’d be pregnant in no time, especially if they kept the coffin to fuck on
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