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'That's my girl!' he hissed, tearing his lip from her teeth and grabbed her chin, teasing her as they both grappled with other. Rod pulling her tighter to him, grabbing at her waist and legs single handedly while firing silencing spells over her shoulder at the walls and door, which he also locked. He backed up, holding onto her and burying his face deep into her neck where he bit hard whilst he could, knowing once she had the upper hand he'd have no opportunities to make her bleed.

'I can do it darling' he urged as he stopped, panting a little as he licked her blood off his lips, the backs of his legs hit the bed frame hard and he had nowhere else to go 'You know I can talk him round, you know how good I am with my tongue' he stated with an air of smugness only Rod could possess in the bedroom. He was lucky, he felt lucky, of all the men in the world she chose to bed and play with, it was him. Even if he did have to make some sacrifices here and there she would always make sure he was looked after, and it was his turn to do the same for her.

'I just need to be stronger, that's all' he said simply, pausing a moment to look into her eyes, which burned with fire, as his were beginning to 'Make me stronger, make me more powerful' he asked, taking her lips again, his mind so far gone from lust and so warped through psychopathy his past self would be in disbelief the man was begging his wife to torture him. Soon he felt himself pulling back onto the bed and took her with him, falling backwards amongst their belongings he'd half packed before in a manic state.

‘Are you insane?’

Rod was packing bags and taking any spare moment to have a nip of whisky, he was manic. He never expected Bella to agree in a million years but she had, and he didn’t have excuses now- he had to follow through.

‘Dad, are you insane?’ Jonah probed, stepping into the bedroom ‘I’m not going, neither is Eve’ he said flatly, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at his father like Bella did, no matter how much he looked like Rod’s side he had her eyes.

‘We’re in difficulties Jonah, we have t-’ Rod began explaining but was cut off almost immediately, his son looked much older now and much more mature as he confronted his father, putting a hand on his shoulder.

‘No- you and mum are in difficulties- you told us growing up we would have to serve, Dad’ he explained ‘We’re not going anywhere’

'What about Eve she’s a child’ Rod replied, seconds later twitching as a blade ran past his head into the wall behind, causing them both to jump in surprise, but there was Eve in the doorway, smirking like her mother used to when she scared people

'I’m not going either, you can work it out Father’ she hissed a she strode across the room to retrieve her blade. 'Also, i’m not a child’ she growled as she left, snaking her way back to her room.

'BELLA’ Rod screamed 'Will you sort out your children?’ he screamed having all but given up on the idea by now.

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Rod was glad she didn't argue, perhaps if he threw himself on his mater's mercy, offered himself up to some ungodly task he could possibly salvage their relationship and Bella could be back in his favour which she so desperately craved.

He was relieved of the small break, finding it much more difficult to address his sentimental feelings and followed his wife's lead, fishing in the cabinet behind him for a half done bottle of something dark. Taking large sips until the warmth spread and the screaming in his brain had mostly died down. He was broken out of his thoughts as Bella spoke again, his ears pricking up at the word 'strange'

His smile grew the more she spoke and felt himself grow....excited, mostly by flushing in the face but Rod was basically an animal and any mention of his wife having at him usually rendered him a horny little boy- never mind what the circumstances.

'If you think you're up to it, darling' he replied, his eyes glinting familiarly at her 'Then I don't see the harm' he said, smugly raising his eyebrows as he took a big gulp from the bottle he was cradling, feeling the familiar thrill of teasing her. All this sadness did not suit them. He crossed over to her, leaning over to kiss her deeply, the strong taste of liquor mixing on both their lips and he stroked her cheek with his spare hand.

'Don't hold back' he whispered, meeting her eyes and knowing this wasn't completely going to be a pleasurable experience, but would be a good distraction from all the uncertainty- they hadn't even been Christmas shopping yet.

‘Are you insane?’

Rod was packing bags and taking any spare moment to have a nip of whisky, he was manic. He never expected Bella to agree in a million years but she had, and he didn’t have excuses now- he had to follow through.

‘Dad, are you insane?’ Jonah probed, stepping into the bedroom ‘I’m not going, neither is Eve’ he said flatly, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at his father like Bella did, no matter how much he looked like Rod’s side he had her eyes.

‘We’re in difficulties Jonah, we have t-’ Rod began explaining but was cut off almost immediately, his son looked much older now and much more mature as he confronted his father, putting a hand on his shoulder.

'No- you and mum are in difficulties- you told us growing up we would have to serve, Dad’ he explained 'We’re not going anywhere’

'What about Eve she’s a child’ Rod replied, seconds later twitching as a blade ran past his head into the wall behind, causing them both to jump in surprise, but there was Eve in the doorway, smirking like her mother used to when she scared people

'I’m not going either, you can work it out Father’ she hissed a she strode across the room to retrieve her blade. 'Also, i’m not a child’ she growled as she left, snaking her way back to her room.

'BELLA’ Rod screamed 'Will you sort out your children?’ he screamed having all but given up on the idea by now.

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It wasn't until Jonah stated it in black and white he realised how irrational their plan was. Perhaps the years of alcohol abuse and mindless violence had warped his mind and he could never think clearly again. He just knew the boy was right, and this shift of the children acting more like parents really stuck with Rod, his cheeks flushing red as Jonah left them, like he'd just been scolded by a teacher.

Bella was soon there, worry in her voice and back to square one. Rod would never leave his children, even though he knew they were more than capable of protecting themselves he simply would never be able to bring himself to, even for a short amount of time, the anxiety would warp his mind even more.

'At least they aren't sheep' he muttered, wrapping his arms around her as they both stood in shame 'Darling I can't leave them- even if they are more mature than we are' he said quietly, kissing the top of her head and clung her tightly to him.

'We'll stay, we'll have a quiet Christmas and I'll go to the Dark Lord I suppose' he said after a few moments, biting his lip as he felt her stiffen at the mention of his name in front of her and let go, holding onto her arms 'It's what is expected, anything else is suicide he wants me to go to him' he babbled, knowing full well their master intended to punish him every bit as much as Bella 'I'll give him time to breathe and go to him Bella' he insisted

'It's the only way'

‘Are you insane?’

Rod was packing bags and taking any spare moment to have a nip of whisky, he was manic. He never expected Bella to agree in a million years but she had, and he didn’t have excuses now- he had to follow through.

‘Dad, are you insane?’ Jonah probed, stepping into the bedroom 'I’m not going, neither is Eve’ he said flatly, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at his father like Bella did, no matter how much he looked like Rod’s side he had her eyes.

'We’re in difficulties Jonah, we have t-’ Rod began explaining but was cut off almost immediately, his son looked much older now and much more mature as he confronted his father, putting a hand on his shoulder.

'No- you and mum are in difficulties- you told us growing up we would have to serve, Dad’ he explained 'We’re not going anywhere’

'What about Eve she’s a child’ Rod replied, seconds later twitching as a blade ran past his head into the wall behind, causing them both to jump in surprise, but there was Eve in the doorway, smirking like her mother used to when she scared people

'I’m not going either, you can work it out Father’ she hissed a she strode across the room to retrieve her blade. 'Also, i’m not a child’ she growled as she left, snaking her way back to her room.

'BELLA’ Rod screamed 'Will you sort out your children?’ he screamed having all but given up on the idea by now.

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'Are you insane?'

Rod was packing bags and taking any spare moment to have a nip of whisky, he was manic. He never expected Bella to agree in a million years but she had, and he didn't have excuses now- he had to follow through.

'Dad, are you insane?' Jonah probed, stepping into the bedroom 'I'm not going, neither is Eve' he said flatly, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes at his father like Bella did, no matter how much he looked like Rod's side he had her eyes.

'We're in difficulties Jonah, we have t-' Rod began explaining but was cut off almost immediately, his son looked much older now and much more mature as he confronted his father, putting a hand on his shoulder.

'No- you and mum are in difficulties- you told us growing up we would have to serve, Dad' he explained 'We're not going anywhere'

'What about Eve she's a child' Rod replied, seconds later twitching as a blade ran past his head into the wall behind, causing them both to jump in surprise, but there was Eve in the doorway, smirking like her mother used to when she scared people

'I'm not going either, you can work it out Father' she hissed a she strode across the room to retrieve her blade. 'Also, i'm not a child' she growled as she left, snaking her way back to her room.

'BELLA' Rod screamed 'Will you sort out your children?' he screamed having all but given up on the idea by now.

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Rod's blood ran cold as she started speaking, it was his worst nightmare, after all their near misses he felt they were indestructible- untouchable by anyone- but now it was all being taken away.

'Wh-' he cut himself off as he started to ask why, he knew full well why. Since that woman had entered their lives he was obsessed, he hadn't even thought about work once. It was all about Alecto and proving himself again and again to Bella, his jealousy got in the way of everything now and she had bore the punishment for it.

It was like a dark cloud hung above her and he found it hard to even meet her gaze now he knew what had been said, the shame ravaged through him, a feeling he hadn't felt in such a time it made his cheeks flush and his chest heavy. Soon he was broken out his self loathing by Bella's voice, now speaking with more urgency, hissing about Snape-

'Darling I don't-' he panted as she broke free, thinking for a moment she was going to run through the glass and kill herself, his mind in tatters and unable to stop her. He paused, holding onto a wall behind as the relief rushed through him as she stopped and gathered himself as thoughts, clearer thoughts- entered his head.

'My love' He began, chewing his lip as he thought of a way to phrase this

'Why don't we run?' he stated, glad to be speaking to the back of her head again 'We can survive darling, we can make it, we are better than all the rest combined- Even Snape!' he added as he could tell from her breathing and posture she wasn't on board

'We can take the children and run, we have more than enough money – we can hide away, we can buy safety darling- even from him!' he rambled, getting more and more carried away with the idea the more he thought of it 'Then I can do what I always wanted-'

'I can protect you' he begged as he crossed the room to her 'Please let me do that, Bella'

“My lord.. please-“

Bella’s gargled plea arose from her position on the floor, face down and completely humiliated from the beating she’d just endured, her shaking hand outreached in a pitiful form of defence and surrender, her fingernails were all broken and cracked from clawing at the floor while she was wreathing and she was vaguely aware of the pain radiating from them.

“Please I beg you- my lord... I will do-“ She was cut off as his foot stamped down roughly on her outstretched hand, making her squeal and shriek in pain as she heard one of the fingers crack and a shot of pain went up her arm, hot and white flashing pain that made her vision blur for a moment before she dared to look up and saw him laughing down at her.

“Silence! Stupid woman.. you never learn do you?” He hissed; his voice a menacing whisper as he stamped down harder on her hand and she bit her lip so hard it bled to stop herself from squealing again. “I should banish you entirely for your insolence, Bellatrix. I thought you of all my followers would know how much dedication I... desire.”

The pressure on her hand grew harder, and she heard a crack at the same moment a white hot shot of pain flew up her arm and seemed to spot behind her eyes before travelling through the entirety of her body, making her buck and she couldn’t help the scream of agony that fell from her for a moment before she silenced herself again.

“Severus warned me of this... of you.” Bella couldn’t see that he wasn’t talking to her now and more to himself, glaring angrily into the shadowed corner of the room and thinking deeply of what to do with her. He was silent for several minutes before seeming to come to a decision, turning quickly on the spot which caused his foot to twist on her broken hand and another scream fell out of her, the white spots appearing in her eyes once more before she could dare to look up at him.

“Your duties to me for this task are suspended indefinitely Bellatrix. You and your husband will be called upon when a task presents itself that seems you can both... manage.” The teasing tone was back in his voice as if he had just told a rather amusing joke, and Bella could feel the lump rising in her throat as she swallowed it down hard, knowing that if her eyes even got remotely watery in front of him it’d be the end of her. You can scream Bella, but don’t you dare fucking cry she hissed at herself silently in a deeply hidden part of her mind that she hoped he wasn’t looking into. The triumphant look on his face though said that perhaps he had.

“As for this mission, it will still need to go ahead despite your major delays... I’ll have to find replacements for the both-“

“My lord PLEASE- Rodolphus-“

“- IS WEAKENED BY YOU.” His sudden rise in tone made her flinch and she wasn’t expecting the small shock to her body which could knew well enough was a weak crucio he’d hit her with as a warning.

“You know better than to interrupt me.” He tutted and she thought that was going to be all before he hit her with a strong crucio, one that made her writhe so hard on the floor she turned over so she could see him, his face twisted and turned into an expression of violent delight.

She screamed until she couldn’t and he finally let up, her throat gurgling slightly before he rolled her with his foot roughly and she coughed violently on the floor, which made him look at her with an expression of disgust and disappointment. When she noticed that the lump returned in her throat, this time much harder to swallow.

“Get out. OUT, LESTRANGE!” He barked at her and sent another unforgivable her way, causing her to scramble slightly to her feet before dodging another hex quickly. She knew if she didn’t get out herself he’d beat her like a doll, she’d been stupid enough to stay once before out of and loyalty and obedience and he’d stopped within an inch of her life and sanity, and then told her it was her own fault for not leaving when he’d given her the chance.

Now was her chance.

“Yes my lord-“ She whispered as she scrambled from the room pathetically, hearing him scream in a rage on the other side before darting down the darkened hallway, stumbling for a few moments to get and distance between her and The Dark Lord. She crouched in a darkened room off the hallway to catch her breath before apparating home, the tears already silently falling from her eyes as she did.

Despite taking the moment for concentration, she stumbled her landing as she apparated and wished to god she’d thought to land outside on the grass rather than crashing into the living room floor. This seemed to be the final thing that broke Bellatrix, and she started thrashing about in the middle of the floor, crying and screaming hysterically and looking absolutely manic.

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Rod bit his lip as he noticed his wife's eyes start to wander as he healed her, like she was focusing on nothing and soon they were glazed and empty. He'd seen her like this before, usually the few times they had disappointed The Dark Lord and he knew this was serious, she seemed listless like she was on the edge of giving up. She barely reacted when he let go, only seeming to startle awake when the bottles clinked back where they belonged.

He watched curiously as she made him a drink, shaking like he sometimes did after hitting the bottle harshly. He felt like he should have intervened but knew she was stubborn and would want to do as much as she could herself to prove to him that she was strong. He took the drink and drank deeply, shivering a little as the strength of it took him by surprise but mere seconds later the warmth spread through and he felt himself begin to relax, if only slightly, he still had to get the truth out of her.

His eyes snapped to attention, focusing on her as she spoke of Christmas, and nothing else, the way she spoke unsettled him, like she wasn't there at all. After a pause he swallowed his fears,took another drink and joined her,  summoning a bottle of white for her like he normally did in situations such as these and pushed it into her hands. He stood just behind her and stroked the back of her arm with his finger softly, thinking after all his man handling she probably wouldn't appreciate a bear hug

'Christmas, darling?' he asked softly 'We'll go wherever you want' he added reassuringly, the few words she spoke by now doing a tipsy merry-go-round in his head, making him think the worst, he'd have to ask- if it was what he thought it was.

'Has he banished us, darling? Are we going to have to hide?' he asked, taking hold of her arm gently and tugging at it, like a child would to get the attention of his mother. All this talk of going abroad, coupled with the beating she took made him think the worst, like they were not safe any more. 'What's happening?' he asked, eyes burning into her but feared what he would see if she looked back to him.

“My lord.. please-“

Bella’s gargled plea arose from her position on the floor, face down and completely humiliated from the beating she’d just endured, her shaking hand outreached in a pitiful form of defence and surrender, her fingernails were all broken and cracked from clawing at the floor while she was wreathing and she was vaguely aware of the pain radiating from them.

“Please I beg you- my lord... I will do-“ She was cut off as his foot stamped down roughly on her outstretched hand, making her squeal and shriek in pain as she heard one of the fingers crack and a shot of pain went up her arm, hot and white flashing pain that made her vision blur for a moment before she dared to look up and saw him laughing down at her.

“Silence! Stupid woman.. you never learn do you?” He hissed; his voice a menacing whisper as he stamped down harder on her hand and she bit her lip so hard it bled to stop herself from squealing again. “I should banish you entirely for your insolence, Bellatrix. I thought you of all my followers would know how much dedication I... desire.”

The pressure on her hand grew harder, and she heard a crack at the same moment a white hot shot of pain flew up her arm and seemed to spot behind her eyes before travelling through the entirety of her body, making her buck and she couldn’t help the scream of agony that fell from her for a moment before she silenced herself again.

“Severus warned me of this... of you.” Bella couldn’t see that he wasn’t talking to her now and more to himself, glaring angrily into the shadowed corner of the room and thinking deeply of what to do with her. He was silent for several minutes before seeming to come to a decision, turning quickly on the spot which caused his foot to twist on her broken hand and another scream fell out of her, the white spots appearing in her eyes once more before she could dare to look up at him.

“Your duties to me for this task are suspended indefinitely Bellatrix. You and your husband will be called upon when a task presents itself that seems you can both... manage.” The teasing tone was back in his voice as if he had just told a rather amusing joke, and Bella could feel the lump rising in her throat as she swallowed it down hard, knowing that if her eyes even got remotely watery in front of him it’d be the end of her. You can scream Bella, but don’t you dare fucking cry she hissed at herself silently in a deeply hidden part of her mind that she hoped he wasn’t looking into. The triumphant look on his face though said that perhaps he had.

“As for this mission, it will still need to go ahead despite your major delays... I’ll have to find replacements for the both-“

“My lord PLEASE- Rodolphus-“

“- IS WEAKENED BY YOU.” His sudden rise in tone made her flinch and she wasn’t expecting the small shock to her body which could knew well enough was a weak crucio he’d hit her with as a warning.

“You know better than to interrupt me.” He tutted and she thought that was going to be all before he hit her with a strong crucio, one that made her writhe so hard on the floor she turned over so she could see him, his face twisted and turned into an expression of violent delight.

She screamed until she couldn’t and he finally let up, her throat gurgling slightly before he rolled her with his foot roughly and she coughed violently on the floor, which made him look at her with an expression of disgust and disappointment. When she noticed that the lump returned in her throat, this time much harder to swallow.

“Get out. OUT, LESTRANGE!” He barked at her and sent another unforgivable her way, causing her to scramble slightly to her feet before dodging another hex quickly. She knew if she didn’t get out herself he’d beat her like a doll, she’d been stupid enough to stay once before out of and loyalty and obedience and he’d stopped within an inch of her life and sanity, and then told her it was her own fault for not leaving when he’d given her the chance.

Now was her chance.

“Yes my lord-“ She whispered as she scrambled from the room pathetically, hearing him scream in a rage on the other side before darting down the darkened hallway, stumbling for a few moments to get and distance between her and The Dark Lord. She crouched in a darkened room off the hallway to catch her breath before apparating home, the tears already silently falling from her eyes as she did.

Despite taking the moment for concentration, she stumbled her landing as she apparated and wished to god she’d thought to land outside on the grass rather than crashing into the living room floor. This seemed to be the final thing that broke Bellatrix, and she started thrashing about in the middle of the floor, crying and screaming hysterically and looking absolutely manic.

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'It'll be fine' Rod whispered to himself, exhaling smoke that hit their bedroom window. He had been stood watching for what seemed  hours, since he had awoken earlier and discovered Bella not by his side. It felt so alien now to be apart from her, their lives were so entwined it seemed they spent every waking moment together and for Rod to be alone for the first time in so long he felt lost. He knew where she'd gone, his arm dully ached and the only reason Bella would leave him without dragging him along with her would be for the Dark Lord.  It had been so long though, and Rod knew there could only be two reasons why she would be in his presence for so long- she was either being punished or they were fucking- and he hoped to merlin it was the latter.

Soon the sun had set and he was stood in the dark, waiting for her as he chain smoked and resisted the urge to begin drinking, no matter what the reason, Bella would not be happy coming home to a drunken pig of a husband. The kids had sensed the mood and had kept away from Rod, which he was grateful for, though the itch to have the first glass of scotch to just take the edge off was niggling in his mind and if not for the explosion of pain which made him seize his left forearm harshly, doubling over as if it was being ripped apart he would have done.

Seconds later he heard a dull thump downstairs and a scream that tore through the rest of him, he shouted out, biting his lip for just a second as he composed himself enough to apparate downstairs to her side immediately. At the mere sight of her he swore loudly, clutching his forehead as his eyes and brain processed what he was seeing and all pain he was experiencing was soon forgotten about.  He dropped to his knees beside her, one hand going for her back as the other pointed his wand sloppily towards the cabinet, summoning as many of her healing kits as he could think of, his only priority right then stopping the pain and calming her hysterics which broke his heart to hear.

Bella seemed so upset it's like she didn't know where she was or who he was, talking to her was out of the question so he held her, pulling her back and holding her chin as he all but force fed her the various healing potions that were on hand to him until he could feel her heart and breathing slow and the screams drop to sobs. He shushed her and muttered reassurances, finally taking hold of the most obviously damaged part of her- her hands- which were twisted and bent in off angles and slowly, precisely fixed the broken bones. He held her against him, kissing her forehead when he was done, his hands running down her middle and her legs, feeling for other breaks.

'Where else, darling?' he asked softly, examining her and grabbed an ointment for the obvious black eye she would undoubtedly be developing before running his fingers over her ribs, biting his lip as he felt the breakages and knew she had been through it, he had never seen her so battered.

'I'm so sorry my love, i'm so sorry' he repeated as he rubbed her back, calming her however he could think of.

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“My lord.. please-“

Bella’s gargled plea arose from her position on the floor, face down and completely humiliated from the beating she’d just endured, her shaking hand outreached in a pitiful form of defence and surrender, her fingernails were all broken and cracked from clawing at the floor while she was wreathing and she was vaguely aware of the pain radiating from them.

“Please I beg you- my lord... I will do-“ She was cut off as his foot stamped down roughly on her outstretched hand, making her squeal and shriek in pain as she heard one of the fingers crack and a shot of pain went up her arm, hot and white flashing pain that made her vision blur for a moment before she dared to look up and saw him laughing down at her.

“Silence! Stupid woman.. you never learn do you?” He hissed; his voice a menacing whisper as he stamped down harder on her hand and she bit her lip so hard it bled to stop herself from squealing again. “I should banish you entirely for your insolence, Bellatrix. I thought you of all my followers would know how much dedication I... desire.”

The pressure on her hand grew harder, and she heard a crack at the same moment a white hot shot of pain flew up her arm and seemed to spot behind her eyes before travelling through the entirety of her body, making her buck and she couldn’t help the scream of agony that fell from her for a moment before she silenced herself again.

“Severus warned me of this... of you.” Bella couldn’t see that he wasn’t talking to her now and more to himself, glaring angrily into the shadowed corner of the room and thinking deeply of what to do with her. He was silent for several minutes before seeming to come to a decision, turning quickly on the spot which caused his foot to twist on her broken hand and another scream fell out of her, the white spots appearing in her eyes once more before she could dare to look up at him.

“Your duties to me for this task are suspended indefinitely Bellatrix. You and your husband will be called upon when a task presents itself that seems you can both... manage.” The teasing tone was back in his voice as if he had just told a rather amusing joke, and Bella could feel the lump rising in her throat as she swallowed it down hard, knowing that if her eyes even got remotely watery in front of him it’d be the end of her. You can scream Bella, but don’t you dare fucking cry she hissed at herself silently in a deeply hidden part of her mind that she hoped he wasn’t looking into. The triumphant look on his face though said that perhaps he had.

“As for this mission, it will still need to go ahead despite your major delays... I’ll have to find replacements for the both-“

“My lord PLEASE- Rodolphus-“

“- IS WEAKENED BY YOU.” His sudden rise in tone made her flinch and she wasn’t expecting the small shock to her body which could knew well enough was a weak crucio he’d hit her with as a warning.

“You know better than to interrupt me.” He tutted and she thought that was going to be all before he hit her with a strong crucio, one that made her writhe so hard on the floor she turned over so she could see him, his face twisted and turned into an expression of violent delight.

She screamed until she couldn’t and he finally let up, her throat gurgling slightly before he rolled her with his foot roughly and she coughed violently on the floor, which made him look at her with an expression of disgust and disappointment. When she noticed that the lump returned in her throat, this time much harder to swallow.

“Get out. OUT, LESTRANGE!” He barked at her and sent another unforgivable her way, causing her to scramble slightly to her feet before dodging another hex quickly. She knew if she didn’t get out herself he’d beat her like a doll, she’d been stupid enough to stay once before out of and loyalty and obedience and he’d stopped within an inch of her life and sanity, and then told her it was her own fault for not leaving when he’d given her the chance.

Now was her chance.

“Yes my lord-“ She whispered as she scrambled from the room pathetically, hearing him scream in a rage on the other side before darting down the darkened hallway, stumbling for a few moments to get and distance between her and The Dark Lord. She crouched in a darkened room off the hallway to catch her breath before apparating home, the tears already silently falling from her eyes as she did.

Despite taking the moment for concentration, she stumbled her landing as she apparated and wished to god she’d thought to land outside on the grass rather than crashing into the living room floor. This seemed to be the final thing that broke Bellatrix, and she started thrashing about in the middle of the floor, crying and screaming hysterically and looking absolutely manic.

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Honestly don't worry just look after yourself jfc lol I'm a mess too I'm going to detox myself or something I'm sleeping like crap and my lifes going nowhurrrrrrr Also see a doctor for your wonky walk I had a fall a few years so ago and now my right leg is a bit fucked

Gah holy FUCK sorry I haven’t replied bb I was my GFs 21st this past weekend and it was a big one

My brain is scrambled fkn eggs

I’m going to write a post soon tho bb I promise ! I’m on annual leave until next week too which is fun

I hope you are doing well bb! Sorry again for being a lazy fuck mwah mwah xx

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Omfg lucky I remember my 21st and I was a fucking mess lmao Doughnut worry about replying bb we are busy career women

Gah holy FUCK sorry I haven’t replied bb I was my GFs 21st this past weekend and it was a big one

My brain is scrambled fkn eggs

I’m going to write a post soon tho bb I promise ! I’m on annual leave until next week too which is fun

I hope you are doing well bb! Sorry again for being a lazy fuck mwah mwah xx

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Rod muttered an incantation as he entered the shower, shielding his stolen cigarette from the water as he ran the shower as ice cold as it would go, otherwise he was certain he would pass out and sleep for at least a week. He bit his lip to stop himself howling as the cold water hit his back, making it feel like knives in his wounds and he held himself against the wall as he felt jarred back to life.

He wasn't in long before he heard Bella enter and smirked to himself, feeling almost proud of his wounds and how much pain he was willing to go through for her. He noted the concerned look on her face as she entered the shower and touched his raw skin, shivering a little at he gentle touch.

'I'm fine' he insisted 'It's nothing I haven't asked for' he smiled as she retreated and finished cleaning himself, knowing she'd be healing him as soon as he left and felt warmth in his chest, he loved how she healed him. If not for their circumstances Rod would always insist Bella would have made an excellent healer.

He couldn't resist flexing his muscles as he left and faced her, leaning over the sink and facing the mirror as she worked at him. He hissed and moaned as she worked as quickly as possible on his wounds, not even taking into the account the ones the aurors left earlier which stung particularly bad as his skin knitted together.

'Ugh being a deviant is so hard' he fake whined as he looked over his shoulder at her and winked to hide his discomfort about the whole thing. He nodded as she spoke next about their mission, work talk always sort of shifted dynamics between the two, Bella had the upper hand as usual but it was serious, there was no place for joking and Rod's witty sentiments where the Dark Lord was concerned.

'Yes- too much play, no work' he agreed, nodding again as she finished and he stretched and turned, holding the towel around his midriff. 'I suppose we'll have to allocate some tasks, take over one department at a time, yes?' he asked, unsure of what the strategy was 'Maybe take some officials, hold them at ransom, bit of old fashioned blackmail- if they last longer than the last group' he teased, remembering how Bella practically demolished that last family single handedly. He felt saddened as he thought it through, knowing that Alecto was about to enter their lives again with the Ministry mission and covered it with a smile.

'You want me to start giving orders out to the snatchers?' he asked, more like a colleague now than as partners.

Rod regarded his wrists as he knelt up, panting at the end of the bed. They ached and stung from the mixture of blood and sweat getting into the shallow wounds and as he flexed his back he could tell he was bleeding from multiple places there too. The redness rose in his cheeks and he recalled the noise he made that interrupted the best blowjob of his life, something between a groan of pleasure a shriek.

He turned, smirking to his wife as he pondered her demands in his head, in his mind he had already demonstrated his strength time and time again, what else was there to do? He raised an eyebrow, tugging at himself briefly as he watched her hand go between her legs, using her fingers to tease herself and he felt himself grow hot again.

’Pillow Queen’ he growled, watching her laid back without a care in the world, her smugness matching his own, and he couldn’t have that. He stretched for a moment, readying himself as he crawled on fours towards her, topping her and resting his parted legs over hers and he knelt up, smirking down at her.

He reached for the hand she used to pleasure herself, batting it away from her and his hand encircled her wrist with ease, holding it up. He said nothing, but laughed as he wandlessly summoned the dagger that she had left on the bed and cut across her hand, not deeply but enough so that it would bleed for a few minutes, he did the same to his, biting his lip. He panted, topping her and entwined his bleeding hand with hers, hissing as their blood mixed and stung eachother, feeling the goosebumps rise as he felt the blood drip down his arm. His lips soon found hers before she had the chance to shout at him, taking her through surprise and kissed her deeply and fully, pushing his tongue into her mouth.

He held her hand high above her head, pressing her as much as he could do the headboard and nearly laughed as he felt the pillows fall to the floor. He brought his other hand round to replace the one he took away. ‘Mine- my job’ he muttered, breaking from kissing her for a moment and moaned as she was every bit as aggressive back to him. By now he had entered two fingers, the familiar feeling the smugness returning as he realised how wet and tight she felt, he brought them out, rubbing her clit before entering her there again.

He shivered as he felt nails on him and moved his knees to kneel between her legs, pushing them over his waist as he waited until she was on the absolute brink to enter her. Both their hands ached, by now he’d let go and had caressed her face and breasts,and his head went from biting and kissing her breasts to kissing the soft sensitive skin of her stomach, utterly adoring her with his touch.

‘Don’t you ever get rid of me’ he panted, staring over to her ‘I’ll lock you up, and i’ll take all the glory myself’ he growled, before laughing at her reaction to what he said. That was the difference between the two, Bella’s words always had more weight than Rods. He paused for a second, rearing up, and entered her, he absolutely had to, he was entirely sure he would die if he didn’t.

@mrs-bella-lestrange

[mr-rod-lestrange]

Sorry I haven't replied yet bb work is just kicking my ass and my brain not write good

[mr-rod-lestrange]

Omg I'm so sorry about your cat I hope he gets better though dw about anything bb just enjoy your underwear

so i drank vodka last night cos its hot and i was hydrating myself and this morning i woke up feeling really guilty like i’d done something wrong. so i did the walk of shame round my flat looking for whatever i’d done and couldn’t find anything, it looked a bit untidy but w/e. anyway all was cool until i got to the fridge and it turns out i’d cooked and eaten a whole fucking block of halloumi what is wrong with me

[mr-rod-lestrange]

so i drank vodka last night cos its hot and i was hydrating myself and this morning i woke up feeling really guilty like i’d done something wrong. so i did the walk of shame round my flat looking for whatever i’d done and couldn’t find anything, it looked a bit untidy but w/e. anyway all was cool until i got to the fridge and it turns out i’d cooked and eaten a whole fucking block of halloumi what is wrong with me

[mr-rod-lestrange]

no worries bb i gotta go to bed anyway i got work training tomorrow and have to drive everybody ughhh lol

BECAUSE IT’S TERRIFYING IT LOOKS LIKE A FEVER DREAM

I have a doc appointment this morn bb then will reply after that xx

ALSO WHY DO YOU HATE THE NEW CATS

[mr-rod-lestrange]

Rod began shaking as soon as he entered her, the adrenaline pumping through him from the whipping coupled with the ridiculous amount of teasing Bella had put him through made him quite the eager mess. He fucked her desperately, unable to control himself a he finally got what he wanted. He groaned and hissed, feeling the sweat sting the wounds on his back, along with her nails and the burning on his hand, murmuring her name and swearing.

She came first, making him pant smugly as he smirked down at her then closed his eyes, continuing to make the bed crash against the wall as he fucked her until he finally couldn't hold himself any longer and came. He screamed equally as loud as she had moments earlier and shuddered as he felt his last little bit of energy leave him and saw dots in front of his eyes, he knew enough by now to get off her soon as possible and all but collapsed by the side of her on his front.

He dozed off immediately, his breathing falling into a slow rhythm as his muscles relaxed finally. They laid like that for some time, even though his rest was brief he dreamed of her until her voice and touch roused him halfway back to consciousness. He groaned again, but more the kind of groan he did in the mornings when she woke him up early and opened his eyes, nose crinkling as all he could see was red, red on her, red on the bed and red on him. He smiled as it made sense, closing his eyes again as Bella cuddled up to him and he could smell cigarette smoke, Bella obviously doing a much better job at recovery than he.

'I should hope so darling, i'm nearly dead' he replied to her comment about him being satisfactory and stretched out on the bed 'How on earth you ever trained me to this point i'll never know, I used to be the pillow queen' he muttered with a grin, opening his eyes again and looked at her, marveling at how regal she somehow still looked despite being bloody and messy. He brought his across to her  knee, giving it a light squeeze and took a few moments to fully memorise every detail of her bloodied body.

'Right' he said after a pause, dragging himself up and knelt on the bed by her side 'I'm filthy and going for a cold shower, you can come watch and laugh at me if you like' he said,, leaning over and cheekily stole the cigarette off her and went to jump off the bed but  stumbled off instead, catching himself on the wall. 'Oh fuck what have you done' he teased, cigarette dangling between his lips before disappearing into the ensuite and ran the shower as cold as it would go.

Rod regarded his wrists as he knelt up, panting at the end of the bed. They ached and stung from the mixture of blood and sweat getting into the shallow wounds and as he flexed his back he could tell he was bleeding from multiple places there too. The redness rose in his cheeks and he recalled the noise he made that interrupted the best blowjob of his life, something between a groan of pleasure a shriek.

He turned, smirking to his wife as he pondered her demands in his head, in his mind he had already demonstrated his strength time and time again, what else was there to do? He raised an eyebrow, tugging at himself briefly as he watched her hand go between her legs, using her fingers to tease herself and he felt himself grow hot again.

’Pillow Queen’ he growled, watching her laid back without a care in the world, her smugness matching his own, and he couldn’t have that. He stretched for a moment, readying himself as he crawled on fours towards her, topping her and resting his parted legs over hers and he knelt up, smirking down at her.

He reached for the hand she used to pleasure herself, batting it away from her and his hand encircled her wrist with ease, holding it up. He said nothing, but laughed as he wandlessly summoned the dagger that she had left on the bed and cut across her hand, not deeply but enough so that it would bleed for a few minutes, he did the same to his, biting his lip. He panted, topping her and entwined his bleeding hand with hers, hissing as their blood mixed and stung eachother, feeling the goosebumps rise as he felt the blood drip down his arm. His lips soon found hers before she had the chance to shout at him, taking her through surprise and kissed her deeply and fully, pushing his tongue into her mouth.

He held her hand high above her head, pressing her as much as he could do the headboard and nearly laughed as he felt the pillows fall to the floor. He brought his other hand round to replace the one he took away. ‘Mine- my job’ he muttered, breaking from kissing her for a moment and moaned as she was every bit as aggressive back to him. By now he had entered two fingers, the familiar feeling the smugness returning as he realised how wet and tight she felt, he brought them out, rubbing her clit before entering her there again.

He shivered as he felt nails on him and moved his knees to kneel between her legs, pushing them over his waist as he waited until she was on the absolute brink to enter her. Both their hands ached, by now he’d let go and had caressed her face and breasts,and his head went from biting and kissing her breasts to kissing the soft sensitive skin of her stomach, utterly adoring her with his touch.

‘Don’t you ever get rid of me’ he panted, staring over to her ‘I’ll lock you up, and i’ll take all the glory myself’ he growled, before laughing at her reaction to what he said. That was the difference between the two, Bella’s words always had more weight than Rods. He paused for a second, rearing up, and entered her, he absolutely had to, he was entirely sure he would die if he didn’t.

@mrs-bella-lestrange

[mr-rod-lestrange]

not yet but apparently it’s getting released in oz next month so i’d defo go it’s really fun

Will reply to sexy times after I do some workies bb

I have the day off tomorrow I’m fkn STOKED

Also do you have a new prime minister wtf

[mr-rod-lestrange]

oh midsommar is great, done by the same dude who did hereditary who had your gal toni collette in it. but its about this girl who goes with her boyfriend and his friends to a swedish festival and its all pagan and people die in creepy ways but women are totally respected its nice

Will reply to sexy times after I do some workies bb

I have the day off tomorrow I’m fkn STOKED

Also do you have a new prime minister wtf