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Title: Drunk
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance/Smut
Pairings: Bellatrix/Narcissa
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Bellatrix, Narcissa, and a bottle of wine.
Author's Notes: Written for the prompt Harry Potter - Narcissa/Bellatrix - red wine on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Narcissa tips the bottle. Wine – dark and expensive; stolen from their father’s cellar – splashes onto her sister’s skin and soaks into the sheets beneath her. They’re utterly ruined, but Bella has always looked good in red and Narcissa can never resist her. She leans down to lick it off – bitter-sweet against the saltiness of Bella’s skin – and presses her knee higher between her sister’s thighs.
They’re drunk. Narcissa’s brain is fizzing. Bella’s fingernails score lines into her hips and she pants as she grinds herself against Narcissa’s thigh. She’s delicious, delirious. The bottle tips again and Narcissa catches every drop.
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance/Smut
Pairings: Bellatrix/Narcissa
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Bellatrix, Narcissa, and a bottle of wine.
Author's Notes: Written for the prompt Harry Potter - Narcissa/Bellatrix - red wine on
femslash100's Drabbletag5.Narcissa tips the bottle. Wine – dark and expensive; stolen from their father’s cellar – splashes onto her sister’s skin and soaks into the sheets beneath her. They’re utterly ruined, but Bella has always looked good in red and Narcissa can never resist her. She leans down to lick it off – bitter-sweet against the saltiness of Bella’s skin – and presses her knee higher between her sister’s thighs.
They’re drunk. Narcissa’s brain is fizzing. Bella’s fingernails score lines into her hips and she pants as she grinds herself against Narcissa’s thigh. She’s delicious, delirious. The bottle tips again and Narcissa catches every drop.
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Date: 2014-07-23 04:38 pm (UTC)From:One of the things I love about this pairing is how decadent they are. They're rich, beautiful, powerful, and they can so - and do! - whatever they want. So tipping a bottle of their father's best merlot onto each other and destroying sheets? Totally a thing.
Keep prompting! Your prompts are amazing and they really feed my imagination.