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A/N: This takes place a few years after Lucius and Narcissa get married, but while Bellatrix and Rodolphus still haven't gotten married yet.

"Come feel the heat,
Forever and forever." -Caramell, "Caramelldansen English Version"

-- Forever and Forever --

It had not escaped Rodolphus's notice that Bellatrix had stopped wearing perfume, and makeup, and jewelry, and nice clothes. He did notice. But he didn't think anything of it. He'd heard that women do that when they're in a secure a relationship and don't feel the need to work constantly to impress/attract their man anymore.

Yes, it was true that he was actually in love with Narcissa, but Narcissa was married to Malfoy and her sister wasn't. Which is why Rodolphus was at Bellatrix's shithole apartment, hoping to get lucky even though he knew she probably wouldn't let him get as far as he wanted to.

He trailed soft kisses down her neck as he slid one hand under her skirt.

This is the point where she would normally stop him, push his hands away, and tell him "Not until our wedding night."

But Bellatrix thought their relationship was more likely to end in a breakup than a marriage now, and she didn't say that anymore. She decided to give him what he wanted, in the hope that physical satisfaction might prolong this doomed courtship dance.

He stopped himself. He didn't know why she wasn't putting up a fight to protect her innocence anymore. Or had she realized that the marriage excuse was pointless because he didn't want to marry her? Either way, he wasn't in the mood anymore.

He sighed and pulled away.

She hid her disappointment.

They didn't fool around any more that night, but he did stay (which she counted as a point in her favor).

-end-

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