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tamingthemuseTitle: Love
Fandom: Harry Potter
Prompts: #536 – Phlegm
Warnings: None
Pairings: Andromeda/Rodolphus
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 512
Summary: A late night conversation between lovers.
Andromeda forced herself out of the bed. She knew she had to make herself scarce before her presence was discovered. She tried to use stealth, but she should have known better. He always knew when she was making an escape.
"Going so soon, Andromeda?" a gravelly voice rasped.
Andromeda closed her eyes. The voice was so tempting, and it was absolute torture to not crawl back into the big, cushy bed and into what she was sure would be very welcoming arms. "I must. You know I must."
"We still have some time. Come back to bed."
Andromeda swallowed passed a lump in her throat, trying to stop the phlegm from coming up. "I can't. If I come back to bed, it will be even harder to leave when I have to."
The sound of the figure shifting behind her made her finally look at him. Her eyes were drawn to his lean, but finely sculpted muscles, and an ache reemerged between her thighs. She squeezed her legs together, trying to forestall her sudden need for him.
"Bellatrix is busy with our Lord. We have a lot of time."
Andromeda sighed and absentmindedly reached for her sapphire jewel necklace and began fingering it. "Rodolphus, are you happy?"
"Happy?"
"Yes. Are you happy with the sneaking around? Only being able to be together in the middle of the night when your wife is busy servicing your Lord. Are you happy?"
Rodolphus reached for her face and brushed away a strand of hair that hung over her left eye. "Things could obviously be a bit better. In a perfect world, you and I would be married and Bellatrix would be a distant, and forgotten, memory. But since we can't have that because of the marriage contract, this is the next best thing. And I can truthfully say that I would only be unhappy if you ever stopped loving me."
Andromeda's heart warmed at his declaration. "I guess maybe I'm a bit selfish. I hate the fact that I have to share you with my sister, especially when she's so undeserving of you. And sometimes, I wonder if you truly love me, or if our affair is just because it's fun for you."
Rodolphus cupped her cheek. "I had no idea you were thinking like that, Andy. I wish you had told me sooner. I love you, and I don't want you to ever doubt that."
"After what you just said, it would be hard for me to doubt the sentiment again. Rodolphus, I love you, too. So much. I just wish we no longer had to hide our relationship, but I understand that the contract can't be broken, lest you want to lose your inheritance. I just wish..."
"I know," Rodolphus breathed, leaning forward and sealing his lips over hers in a kiss that made Andromeda's toes curl.
Andromeda closed her eyes and simply enjoyed the feeling. Hidden trysts might be all they would ever have, but she would do everything she could to make the most of the time she spent with him.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Prompts: #536 – Phlegm
Warnings: None
Pairings: Andromeda/Rodolphus
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 512
Summary: A late night conversation between lovers.
Andromeda forced herself out of the bed. She knew she had to make herself scarce before her presence was discovered. She tried to use stealth, but she should have known better. He always knew when she was making an escape.
"Going so soon, Andromeda?" a gravelly voice rasped.
Andromeda closed her eyes. The voice was so tempting, and it was absolute torture to not crawl back into the big, cushy bed and into what she was sure would be very welcoming arms. "I must. You know I must."
"We still have some time. Come back to bed."
Andromeda swallowed passed a lump in her throat, trying to stop the phlegm from coming up. "I can't. If I come back to bed, it will be even harder to leave when I have to."
The sound of the figure shifting behind her made her finally look at him. Her eyes were drawn to his lean, but finely sculpted muscles, and an ache reemerged between her thighs. She squeezed her legs together, trying to forestall her sudden need for him.
"Bellatrix is busy with our Lord. We have a lot of time."
Andromeda sighed and absentmindedly reached for her sapphire jewel necklace and began fingering it. "Rodolphus, are you happy?"
"Happy?"
"Yes. Are you happy with the sneaking around? Only being able to be together in the middle of the night when your wife is busy servicing your Lord. Are you happy?"
Rodolphus reached for her face and brushed away a strand of hair that hung over her left eye. "Things could obviously be a bit better. In a perfect world, you and I would be married and Bellatrix would be a distant, and forgotten, memory. But since we can't have that because of the marriage contract, this is the next best thing. And I can truthfully say that I would only be unhappy if you ever stopped loving me."
Andromeda's heart warmed at his declaration. "I guess maybe I'm a bit selfish. I hate the fact that I have to share you with my sister, especially when she's so undeserving of you. And sometimes, I wonder if you truly love me, or if our affair is just because it's fun for you."
Rodolphus cupped her cheek. "I had no idea you were thinking like that, Andy. I wish you had told me sooner. I love you, and I don't want you to ever doubt that."
"After what you just said, it would be hard for me to doubt the sentiment again. Rodolphus, I love you, too. So much. I just wish we no longer had to hide our relationship, but I understand that the contract can't be broken, lest you want to lose your inheritance. I just wish..."
"I know," Rodolphus breathed, leaning forward and sealing his lips over hers in a kiss that made Andromeda's toes curl.
Andromeda closed her eyes and simply enjoyed the feeling. Hidden trysts might be all they would ever have, but she would do everything she could to make the most of the time she spent with him.
