Title: Sweet Torture
Author:
thewordmapFor:
iamtheseaCharacter/Pairings: Voldemort/Bellatrix
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slight torture mentioned, nothing graphic
Word Count: 155
Sweet Torture
The Dark Mark burned into her flesh and Bellatrix was excited about the approach of her Master. She waited as patiently as she could in the dark room, hoping to see him soon and to taste a bit of the pain she loved.
He appeared before her a few minutes later, draped in dark robes that gave him the air of what he truly was, a Master of Darkness, of Death. She stood up and bowed to him, the respectful way to greet her Master.
"Bellatrix?" Voldemort said. Her heart pounded, she knew it was coming, the moment she waited for.
"Yes, My Lord?"
"Are you ready?" he asked.
Of course she was ready. She was ready for him for as long as they shall live. "Yes, Master."
With a flick of his wand, Voldemort was atop her and said, "Crucio!"
And the pain, sweet and ardient inside her, took over her senses.