Rabastan Lestrange, Letter, July 2nd 1978

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Name: Rabastan Lestrange
Date: July 2nd 1978
Format: Letter
Relevance: A letter found among the remaining correspondence of Mr. Regulus Black on his death in August, 1980. Give the close date of the letter it has been hypothesized that both the writer and Mr. Black were involved in the abduction of one Mr. James Potter which took place on June 30th

Comments

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=Lucius pulls his robes closed about himself, moving along the path to the front door, knocking on it and waiting a few moments, stepping back slightly to examine the front of the safe-house=

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=His eyes darken at the boy's words, and he smirks, pressing one greased finger inside Rabastan, other hand still holding him down= Doesn't it?

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*He groans softly, pulling Lucius closer and biting him on the shoulder*
You know it doesn't.

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I think it makes a world of difference... =Moans at the bite, although finger moving into the boy, begining to thrust in and out=

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*He whines softly in the back of his throat, glaring at Lucius*

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=Presses in a third finger, breath spreading them out, his cock already throbbing and desperate to slide into the boy, and after another few seconds his fingers ease out, quickly replaced by the blonde's cock=

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*Rabastan moans loudly, wrapping his legs around Lucius and pulling him deeper*

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See? You like being pinned.

=Slowly eases the rest of his cock into the boy, filling him and groaning softly too, drawing back and then pounding forwards again, building up the friction between them=

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I don't like being pinned. I'm just making the most of the situation, and getting what I want from it.

*he pulls Lucius closer, biting and nipping at his throat - moaning softly*

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And what is it you were wanting?

=Thrusts again, fingers curling tight into Rabastan's skin, one on his hip the other on his shoulder, pounding into him harder and faster, eyes closed as he groans=

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Your cock.

*He cries out, clinging to Lucius, and he whines -coming pressed tight against the body above him*

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Thought so.

=Pounds again, loosing control of his movements and bucking harder still before coming, hands leaving Rabastan and resting on the table as his body threatens to collapse=

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*rolls them over so he's lying sprawled on top of Lucius and smiles at him, stroking his fingers through his hair*
That was very nice. Will you bring some food with you next time you come - doing this sort of thing always makes me work up an appetite.

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=Laughs, breathlessly, looking up at Rabastan with still dark eyes= Only nice?

I promise to bring food. What would you like?

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*Smiles widely*
More than nice, Lucius. Very filling.

*considers this*
French bread, and roast chicken and bacon and boiled cabbage.

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Very filling, Rabastan? I'll remember that one.

I hope the boiled cabbage is for your guest and not for you. What about fruit and vegetables? You need those too.