drabbletag v.3.0: Harry Potter (Bellatrix/Alice)
Author: Bitterfig
Title: Strawberry Gashes
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Bellatrix Lestrange/Alice Longbottom
Word Count: 195
Rating: R
Warnings: Anything involving this pairing isn't exactly going to be fluff and this drabble contains violence, non-con, and sexual content. Also Bella is insane.
Author’s Note: Written for Drabbletag v.3.0 prompt “Harry Potter: Bellatrix Lestrange/Alice Longbottom- Strawberry gashes”
Strawberry Gashes
Of all the degenerates who would see purity mixed with filth I hate her most- Alice Longbottom with her high clear voice, her round cherubs face, her unruly fair hair and wet brown cow’s eyes.
She comes to me unbidden when I lie beneath Rodolphus, hoping to produce a pure-blood heir. I see her body, lush and ample even before her belly swelled with a little traitor. I can see and feel and smell her. I taste her. Her breasts, her belly, satiny smooth, so warm and soft. I imagine her softer inside, sleek and wet. She is like a ripe fruit, scrumptious and ready that taunts me to bite into it.
As my husband rides me I imagine driving inside her as he is inside me. Except I would go slower, deeper, I would make her wiggle and moan as I raised her to me, my fingers marking her round ass with welts the color of strawberries.
One day Alice Longbottom I will have you till I want no more. I will bite into the fruit of you. I will raise strawberry gashes on you. I will glut myself on you till nothing remains.
Title: Strawberry Gashes
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Bellatrix Lestrange/Alice Longbottom
Word Count: 195
Rating: R
Warnings: Anything involving this pairing isn't exactly going to be fluff and this drabble contains violence, non-con, and sexual content. Also Bella is insane.
Author’s Note: Written for Drabbletag v.3.0 prompt “Harry Potter: Bellatrix Lestrange/Alice Longbottom- Strawberry gashes”
Strawberry Gashes
Of all the degenerates who would see purity mixed with filth I hate her most- Alice Longbottom with her high clear voice, her round cherubs face, her unruly fair hair and wet brown cow’s eyes.
She comes to me unbidden when I lie beneath Rodolphus, hoping to produce a pure-blood heir. I see her body, lush and ample even before her belly swelled with a little traitor. I can see and feel and smell her. I taste her. Her breasts, her belly, satiny smooth, so warm and soft. I imagine her softer inside, sleek and wet. She is like a ripe fruit, scrumptious and ready that taunts me to bite into it.
As my husband rides me I imagine driving inside her as he is inside me. Except I would go slower, deeper, I would make her wiggle and moan as I raised her to me, my fingers marking her round ass with welts the color of strawberries.
One day Alice Longbottom I will have you till I want no more. I will bite into the fruit of you. I will raise strawberry gashes on you. I will glut myself on you till nothing remains.