Making Bella Scream
Title: Making Bella Scream
Author: scarysnapey
Word Count: 461
Rating: Eh. LightR
A/N: For valkyriekat in a way. Certainly inspired by the whole Bellatrix's elbow in the mouth incident. I couldn't resist.
There is something in his mouth.
And since he isn’t eating or drinking or testing a potion, there shouldn’t be anything in there but his teeth and his tongue. But there is certainly something foreign inside, and Severus is incredibly annoyed.
He opens his eyes, wondering how in the bloody world he’d managed to let himself fall asleep here among this trouble-prone crew. The sight that meets his eyes was less than illuminating. In fact, it appears that someone has laid a net of mesh and lace and cheap black fabric right over his face, and heading straight into his mouth is-
“Be’arrrix, gerroff me,” he grunts, biting down hard on her elbow. “What the fuck?” he continues out of his newly cleared mouth, sitting up and taking in the rest of the room. Lucius is laughing hysterically on the sofa, and even Narcissa has to bite her lip to contain her giggles.
“He bit me!” Bellatrix squeals, rubbing her elbow. Lucius nearly falls off of the sofa.
“Here. Here,” the blond huffs through peals of laughter. “Here.” He holds out a handful of galleons, which Bellatrix stuffs eagerly into her cleavage.
Severus blanches. “What is going on here?”
“The Dark Lord’s been gone for hours,” Bellatrix complains.
“And we were pretty bored,” Lucius adds. Tears of laughter are streaming down his face. “And Bella said that- that-” he has to stop because laughter rips through him again.
“Bella said that she could keep her elbow in your mouth for at least fifteen minutes before you woke up,” Narcissa finishes hastily.
“Fifteen minutes?” No. No way. He didn’t have that skank’s elbow in his mouth for fifteen bloody minutes. Who knows where it’s been? Actually, he does know where it’s been, and that means that there are definitely microscopic parts of the Dark Lord in his mouth that weren’t there before. Severus thinks about vomiting
“Well, it ended up being more like twenty-five,” Bellatrix cackles, collapsing into an armchair.
Lucius is busy attempting to compose himself. Severus sighs. “If you were bored, you could have just taken a nap.”
Lucius’s face suddenly straightens. “I didn’t want her elbow in my mouth.” His tone is so hushed and serious that it sets Narcissa giggling at last.
Severus blinks. “Fine. How about another bet then.”
Lucius smiles. “I’m game.”
“I bet you,” Severus says, smiling evilly, “that I can make Bella scream.”
Bellatrix cackles again, spreading her legs wide enough to hook her ankles over the armrests on her chair. Her skirt rides up over her thighs. “Ha!” she screeches. “I’d like to see you try!”
Severus’s grin is feral as he draws his wand. “That,” he inclines his head toward the space between her thighs, “is not what I had in mind.”
Author: scarysnapey
Word Count: 461
Rating: Eh. LightR
A/N: For valkyriekat in a way. Certainly inspired by the whole Bellatrix's elbow in the mouth incident. I couldn't resist.
There is something in his mouth.
And since he isn’t eating or drinking or testing a potion, there shouldn’t be anything in there but his teeth and his tongue. But there is certainly something foreign inside, and Severus is incredibly annoyed.
He opens his eyes, wondering how in the bloody world he’d managed to let himself fall asleep here among this trouble-prone crew. The sight that meets his eyes was less than illuminating. In fact, it appears that someone has laid a net of mesh and lace and cheap black fabric right over his face, and heading straight into his mouth is-
“Be’arrrix, gerroff me,” he grunts, biting down hard on her elbow. “What the fuck?” he continues out of his newly cleared mouth, sitting up and taking in the rest of the room. Lucius is laughing hysterically on the sofa, and even Narcissa has to bite her lip to contain her giggles.
“He bit me!” Bellatrix squeals, rubbing her elbow. Lucius nearly falls off of the sofa.
“Here. Here,” the blond huffs through peals of laughter. “Here.” He holds out a handful of galleons, which Bellatrix stuffs eagerly into her cleavage.
Severus blanches. “What is going on here?”
“The Dark Lord’s been gone for hours,” Bellatrix complains.
“And we were pretty bored,” Lucius adds. Tears of laughter are streaming down his face. “And Bella said that- that-” he has to stop because laughter rips through him again.
“Bella said that she could keep her elbow in your mouth for at least fifteen minutes before you woke up,” Narcissa finishes hastily.
“Fifteen minutes?” No. No way. He didn’t have that skank’s elbow in his mouth for fifteen bloody minutes. Who knows where it’s been? Actually, he does know where it’s been, and that means that there are definitely microscopic parts of the Dark Lord in his mouth that weren’t there before. Severus thinks about vomiting
“Well, it ended up being more like twenty-five,” Bellatrix cackles, collapsing into an armchair.
Lucius is busy attempting to compose himself. Severus sighs. “If you were bored, you could have just taken a nap.”
Lucius’s face suddenly straightens. “I didn’t want her elbow in my mouth.” His tone is so hushed and serious that it sets Narcissa giggling at last.
Severus blinks. “Fine. How about another bet then.”
Lucius smiles. “I’m game.”
“I bet you,” Severus says, smiling evilly, “that I can make Bella scream.”
Bellatrix cackles again, spreading her legs wide enough to hook her ankles over the armrests on her chair. Her skirt rides up over her thighs. “Ha!” she screeches. “I’d like to see you try!”
Severus’s grin is feral as he draws his wand. “That,” he inclines his head toward the space between her thighs, “is not what I had in mind.”