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Title: Merciless
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: G
Genre: Angst/Romance
Pairings: Bellatrix Lestrange/Lily Evans Potter
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Bella is merciless and Lily is persistent, and they know each other well enough to never let their doubts show unless they want to provide an easy target.
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hogwarts365's Prompt 150.
Bella’s fingers tangle in her hair, and pull her head back slowly. Lily doesn’t move as the older woman steps up behind her and presses her breasts against her back. She keeps her gaze fixed on the far horizon – on the sun setting over the water and the gathering dusk. She shouldn’t be here. She should be at home, playing the dutiful housewife for a man she doesn’t quite love, but she can’t bring herself to leave.
She closes her eyes when Bella’s long fingernails scrape down the back of her neck. “No marks,” she says, and she knows that Bella won’t listen. She knows that she’ll have to heal herself before returning to James unless she wants to think of further lies.
Or, perhaps, the truth, she thinks as Bella’s teeth nip at her ear. But the truth is too unbelievable to ever be told. She loves Bella as much as she hates her, and they fuck much in the same way that they fight when they meet on the battlefield. Bella is merciless and Lily is persistent, and they know each other well enough to never let their doubts show unless they want to provide an easy target.
She turns in Bella’s arms, easing her pregnant belly into the space between them. One of Bella’s hands smoothes over her bump, and Lily feels the flutter of movement as her baby kicks inside of her. There’s a wistful tilt to Bella’s smile, and that would certainly be an easy target if Lily chose to pursue it, but she doesn’t. She covers Bella’s hand with her own and leans in for a kiss.
Doubt: she does this with James too, and life would be so much easier if Bella was the one she was planning to raise her child with. She suspects Bella knows that, though she’s never admitted as much out loud. Instead, Lily takes her wistful smiles and the reverent caresses of her belly as a silent acknowledgment of that silly, unspoken dream.
She pulls Bella close and kisses her until the tide comes in and the cold sea washes over their feet. They could drown here if they stayed; they part instead.
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: G
Genre: Angst/Romance
Pairings: Bellatrix Lestrange/Lily Evans Potter
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Bella is merciless and Lily is persistent, and they know each other well enough to never let their doubts show unless they want to provide an easy target.
Author's Notes: This was written for
hogwarts365's Prompt 150.Bella’s fingers tangle in her hair, and pull her head back slowly. Lily doesn’t move as the older woman steps up behind her and presses her breasts against her back. She keeps her gaze fixed on the far horizon – on the sun setting over the water and the gathering dusk. She shouldn’t be here. She should be at home, playing the dutiful housewife for a man she doesn’t quite love, but she can’t bring herself to leave.
She closes her eyes when Bella’s long fingernails scrape down the back of her neck. “No marks,” she says, and she knows that Bella won’t listen. She knows that she’ll have to heal herself before returning to James unless she wants to think of further lies.
Or, perhaps, the truth, she thinks as Bella’s teeth nip at her ear. But the truth is too unbelievable to ever be told. She loves Bella as much as she hates her, and they fuck much in the same way that they fight when they meet on the battlefield. Bella is merciless and Lily is persistent, and they know each other well enough to never let their doubts show unless they want to provide an easy target.
She turns in Bella’s arms, easing her pregnant belly into the space between them. One of Bella’s hands smoothes over her bump, and Lily feels the flutter of movement as her baby kicks inside of her. There’s a wistful tilt to Bella’s smile, and that would certainly be an easy target if Lily chose to pursue it, but she doesn’t. She covers Bella’s hand with her own and leans in for a kiss.
Doubt: she does this with James too, and life would be so much easier if Bella was the one she was planning to raise her child with. She suspects Bella knows that, though she’s never admitted as much out loud. Instead, Lily takes her wistful smiles and the reverent caresses of her belly as a silent acknowledgment of that silly, unspoken dream.
She pulls Bella close and kisses her until the tide comes in and the cold sea washes over their feet. They could drown here if they stayed; they part instead.
