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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Aug 3, 2020 4:12:53 GMT
 If I am an angel paint me with black wings
The hefty thud of dead weight being dropped unceremoniously onto the stone floor echoed throughout the dungeon. Rodolphus muttered slurs at the heap of blood and cloth as he slammed the heavy wood door and turned the enchanted key. Heavy metal scraped along as the lock clicked into place and Roddy pocketed the key as he turned down the dungeon corridor toward the staircase that would lead to the ground floor of his palatial estate. The halls were quiet except for the sound of his heavy footfall as he climbed the stairs to the first floor, passing guest rooms and Aurora’s bedroom as he stormed toward the master suite, stripping his bloodied shirt from his sweaty chest. Besides the mass of thick, dark hair and a few imperfections accumulated over his years of working for the Dark Lord, and even more years of sadistic foreplay with his now wife, Rodolphus’ body was without flaw. The crimson liquid working its way into the fibers of his 200 galleon button down belonged mostly to the hulking mess locked in the basement below, and that of his friend who had sadly gotten away thanks to Dorcas’ little pet.
He was fuming as he threw his soiled shirt into the laundry basket and stepped into the en suite. He was sweaty but aside from a spot of blood near his right eye, his mask had taken the brunt of the splatter. He turned the tap on and scrubbed away the red streaks along his neck, throwing the washcloth in the sink basin with agitated gusto as he replayed the scene in his mind. Everything had been going according to plan, it was a simple mission and one that did not require a partner. He could have easily tortured the information he needed from the two men until sodding Dorian Humbert came round and spoiled his fun. He could still get the details about the muggle smugglers from the lump in the dungeon but Dorcas’ mate was irritatingly good at his job and was a continued thorn in Rodolphus’ side. She needed to put a stop to this if she wished to keep her friend alive.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Aug 11, 2020 4:34:22 GMT
Dorcas had never really known life to be simple. As a kid she was always doing as much as she could with activities while learning how to read, write, do maths and all the other normal kid stuff. Her life at Hogwarts had been packed with lessons, quidditch and pissing off about as many people as she could and Dumbledore showing an interest in her and giving her private occlumency lessons, noting dodgy there, right? Then she joined the Auror academy. She busted her arse for two years straight, only going out for Sunday roasts at her parents. She was occasionally dragged out by either Tersha of Dolphus but beyond that her social life for two years was pretty dead. Add to that she joined the Order before she even left Hogwarts and yeah, she'd never really known any peace and quiet. Things eased up a little here and there for parts of the year. She'd have time off from work, do her own thing for a little bit, travel thanks to work (not that it was all fun and games, but travel was travel in Dorcas' eyes) and then there were the times she was literally abducted by Dolphus. It was a pretty good balance in Dorcas' opinion, but then Trixy had to become the jealous psycho bitch she'd always been and burst into Dorcas' lovely little cottage and spilt her bitch juice everywhere, spoiling Dorcas' flooring. After that things began getting serious with Dolphus. She hadn't wanted that at all, but Dumbledore had encouraged it and Dorcas thought she was doing her part for the Order, and she was, she just hadn't realised what a deviant little shit Dumbledore was and he ended up convincing her that becoming a Death Eater was a stand up plan. Well she hadn't been caught yet, although it was close, so she supposed she was fine with it all, although she wasn't a fan of marriage, a marriage she had no idea how she'd been involved with. The only time at which she agreed that 'yeah, okay, marriage is fine, whatever' was at their actual wedding when asked by a priest if she took Dolphus to be her husband. Was she a fool? Oh yeah, totally, and life was all the more chaotic and hectic and confusing than it ever had been before because on top of work and Order business she now had Death Eater duties, which were entirely fucked at times, and to add to that she had become a mother to an eight year old and some surrogate she and Dolphus had picked out was pregnant with their twins and Dorcas was still expected to carry on as if everything in life was at least relatively simple. The only one that really had any idea of how bat-shit crazy her life was just so happened to be the one that helped to ensure it was nothing but chaos - Dumbledore.
Dorcas dropped her handbag by the bedroom door and made her way to the bed. She sat on the edge of it, sinking into the covers a little and kicked off her work boots as she fell back on the bed, the plush mattress feeling amazing. There was a noise from the ensuite and she just assumed it was Dolphus in there. She gave zero shits at this stage. She was exhausted and couldn't remember her last day off, even though it had only been just over a week ago for Easter so she could spend it with Aurora and Ariel. Dorcas sighed and pushed herself up on her elbows, her wand just at her fingertips, "That you, Dolph?" She called, waiting for a response. Married life was stupid. Why did they have to sign a piece of paper to agree to stay together? And why did it have to be for the rest of one of their lives? Why couldn't they just have a verbal agreement? It wasn't as if you couldn't get divorced, divorce was still a thing, right? And why would she agree to become a mother to Aurora and then just bugger off? She may have thought the kid was a borderline moron at times, but she had potential to not be a total twat, unlike her biological parents. Dorcas did wonder if she sometimes expected too much from the kid, but then she brushed it off while thinking about all the crap she was doing at Aurora's age. Aurora had a fairly heavy schedule of shitty things she had to do to be accepted by her grandparents that had all wanted a grandson, but she did it all almost fuss free. Well, sometimes fuss-free. Well okay, not fuss-free but at least it was usually violent free. She was apparently learning to 'become a lady' and Dorcas was glad she'd not have to sit through all that crap and there was no way she was going to put her kids through that when they were born. She was going to let her kids be kids and if she could have more say over Aurora, then she'd let her leave all that bullshit, too.
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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Aug 22, 2020 22:18:19 GMT
If I am an angel paint me with black wings
A mixture of sweat and watered down blood beaded against his chest as he heard Dorcas come into the adjoined room and call out. “Who the fuck else would it be?” he growled as he turned and stepped into the doorway. She was sprawled out on the bed and Rodolphus felt the familiar sensation in his groin mingle with his anger. Rage fucking was not an uncommon occurrence in the Lestrange household and he could feel his trousers tighten ever so slightly at the idea of taking his frustration out on his wife. Where had she been while her little Auror friend had been sticking his unusually small nose into Rodolphus’ business? “Where the fuck were you?” he asked gruffly, a little hint of something sinister in the curl of his lips.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Sept 23, 2020 4:03:40 GMT
Dorcas rolled her eyes as Dolphus responded to her. Of course he was being a whiney little bitch. Dorcas groaned softly, and laid back down, not wanting to deal with whatever temper tantrum Roddy was going through, but she couldn't be bothered getting up off the bed, he didn't warrant that much of her attention, even when he grumbled at her, wanting to know where she'd been. "Shagging your brother." She said, rolling her eyes again, "Working, dip shit, where d'you think I've been." She was curious as to why he was in such a shitty mood, but Dorcas was willing to bet that in his agitated state, Roddy would either whinge about it soon enough or she wouldn't have to worry about it at all.
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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Oct 5, 2020 4:04:07 GMT
If I am an angel paint me with black wings
'Shagging your brother.' Rodolphus' snarl lessened as he rolled his eyes at her, crossing the room toward his chest of drawers and pulling the top drawer open. "You sure you weren't sucking your little Auror friend's cock, instead?" Rodolphus pulled a small vial of white powder from underneath a pair of socks and pulled the cork out with his teeth. He moved things around on the dresser top before pouring the powder from the vial onto a silver tray that had been sitting next to a photograph of Dorcas and Aurora that Emily had taken in their garden. Picture Dorcas looked at Rodolphus and then ushered Aurora out of the frame as he leaned forward and snorted the powder up his right nostril. He sniffed and wiped his nose clean before turning back to face real Dorcas. "No, I know you weren't doing that because that cocksucker was with me, fucking up my work when you should have been keeping an eye on him." Because she needed to be the one to sort this shit out if she wanted her friend to stay alive.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Oct 27, 2020 2:40:28 GMT
Dorcas gave a longing moan, "I wish," She said quietly, adding a sigh for good measure while Dolphus rambled on. Apparently Dorian was a pain in the arse, heaven forbid an Auror be good at his job, or mediocre because honestly, Dolphus was hardly number one awesome guy. "I'm not his babysitter, and if you can't do your job because you can't cover your tracks properly I don't see how that's my fault." Dorcas sat up on the bed, "And killing, maiming, or hurting in any way ain't an option either." She stood up and unbuttoned her jeans, pushing them down and stepping out of them. She pulled open her bedside draw and grabbed out her pyjama short, slipping them on. "Make an effort with him, taking him out for drinks or something," She suggested as she took off her top, "Maybe he'll piss you off less if you get to know him." Well probably not, Dorian was a stickler for the rules and Dolphus had zero regards for them. They were opposites but Dorcas really wasn't in this conversation and was just talking whatever shit came to mind. Dorcas unclasped her bra, pulled it down off her shoulders and pulled her pyjama shirt on.
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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Oct 27, 2020 18:55:42 GMT
If I am an angel paint me with black wings
Rodolphus sneered and turned back to his drugs as Dorcas forbade him from killing her friend. “I could’ve killed him today, but then I’d never hear the bloody end of it from you!” She was nearly always mad at him to some degree, and most of the time it was a level of anger in which he could shove his dick in her mouth and a finger up her arse to appease her, but every once in a while she reached a rage that Rod knew if he tried any such thing she’d quite literally bite his dick off. Killing her friend would have resulted in the latter, for sure, but there was no way in hell he’s was taking that uptight goody-two-shoes out for drinks. He inhaled another line before turning back and realizing he’d missed Dorcas changing, as if she’d purposefully waited to strip down until he wasn’t looking. At least he wouldn’t have to try to pull her out of those painted-on trousers that made her arse look fucking delicious but did his head in when trying to get her out of them. He sniffed and wiped at his nose with the heel of his palm as he walked closer to Dorcas. “Fucker’s probably at the sodding hospital by now.” Rodolphus had managed to get a good deal done before the Auror interrupted his interrogation, but he couldn’t leave lose ends undone. “I’ll have to ring Flint and have him finish the job. Sodding fucking twat.” Roddy muttered to himself, still clearly very sour that his fun had been brought to a premature end, but as his hands slid up Dorcas’ pajama top and cupped her bare breasts, he felt his mood shifting.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Oct 30, 2020 14:07:37 GMT
"Meh-meh, meeeeh." She mocked Dolphus' whinging. He was like a broken record. He may have been used to his mother and first wife putting up with his bitching but Dorcas would forever be immature about it. She shoved his hand down and moved away from him, "I'm not in the mood." She wasn't work had been shit and listening to him whinge killed any buzz she might have possibly had, "Maybe it's the pregnancy hormones." She said sarcastically. "Don't you need to get ahold of Flint?" She quirked a single, perfect eyebrow. Perhaps while he was getting hold of Flint, she could get ahold of a barrier spell and keep him the hell away from her for a night.
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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Dec 6, 2020 5:59:20 GMT
If I am an angel paint me with black wings
She slapped his hand away and tried to put him off the idea, but he was a man of single mindedness. “When has that ever been a problem?” he asked rhetorically, though he didn’t try at her top again. “Fine,” he said, giving her bum an extra firm smack as she moved away from him. He rubbed at his nose again and sniffed into his hand. “Wanna play with the one I’ve got downstairs? I’ll let you finish him.” They didn’t do much murdering together, and Roddy disapproved of that arrangement. He liked watching her work. She was a skilled fighter with her own little sadistic streak that Rodolphus rather enjoyed. He waggled his thick eyebrows at her in an attempt to entice her into having a little fun with him. “We’ll take care of this one and I’ll ring Flint to handle the other. And as a nice little bow on top, I’ll let your boyfriend live this time, but we really do need to put a leash on that one.” If Humbert and Dorcas were as close as they seemed, then perhaps they could at least coerce him into fighting for the Dark Lord instead of actively interfering with their important work.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Dec 29, 2020 2:57:31 GMT
Dorcas kept her mouth shut and didn't let a sound escape as he firmly smacked her arse, she winced a little but straightened her face out, not retaliating because she knew that would definitely end up with everything in the bedroom smashed to pieces and the bed on fire. A lot of images flashed through her mind of what could be if she responded, but she just wanted to lay the fuck down and do nothing for forever. "Shockingly, no, I do not." She said with an eyeball, "In fact, get whoever it is out of the house sooner rather than later." If the guy was caught, there was nothing Dorcas could do now short of having her house raided or giving the suffering soul a short ending. She was curious enough to wonder who it was he had down there, but if it was someone she knew or cared about, she'd only blow her own cover, she couldn't risk that. Voldemort was already keeping a watch on her and she wouldn't put it past him to have Roddy reporting back to him on everything she did. Playing both sides was more exhausting than she had ever expected it to be but she could handle it, although she'd never expected the wizarding world to fall so far and she had hoped that Dumbledore would have a fix-all solution, but it seemed the old man was just as unsure as everyone else, making things up as he went along, whereas Voldemort was organised and had a clear vision he was following to his end goals. From where Dorcas was standing it seemed as though he would be victorious, "How sweet of you. And they say romance is dead." Dorcas started making her way towards the bathroom. She was going to do her teeth and relax because as of right now, all she could feel was a building tension and she knew if Roddy stuck around then she was going to bite his head off. They never really argued, their arguments always turned to sex and then one of them would get their own way, but this didn't feel like something that could be resolved with sex.
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Post by Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange on Dec 29, 2020 5:27:13 GMT
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Rodolphus scowled as Dorcas turned down his offer to partake in a little stress relief with him in the dungeon but it was not the first time she would be relaxing while he did all the dirty work. That was a man’s job, after all. Dorcas wanted to play the part of a feminist from time to time; having her own career, making a show of disagreeing with him, and outsourcing her pregnancy to a surrogate but in the end she enjoyed all the luxuries of a socialite trophy wife. He followed her to the bathroom, trapping her against the sink by placing an arm on either side of her as she reached for her toothbrush. His breath was warm as he spoke softly in her ear, “after I’m finished with him, I’ll make you scream next.” Straightening himself, he inhaled the scent of her hair and gave her right butt cheek a tight squeeze. Rod let out a low growl, “Merlin, that arse…” He could fantasize for weeks on end about Dorcas’ ass, but she was right – he needed to finish up work before they could play. He left her to it in the en suite and headed through their bedroom and out into the hallway where he called loudly for Ader and demanded the elf bring Dorcas something to help her relax. When Ader had scurried away, Rodolphus headed toward the dungeons with renewed vigor.
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Post by Dorcas Amilie Meadowes on Dec 29, 2020 6:08:09 GMT
It seemed Roddy wasn't getting the message. Dorcas stared at him in the mirror, her lips lightly pursed and she sucked her tongue. She'd married a fucking moron. Dealing with him a couple of times a week had been easy, something she'd enjoyed, but putting up with him four, five, sometimes even up to six times a week was annoying. She just got her toothbrush ready and the second he left her alone she started doing her teeth. Fuck him. She was taking off for a couple of days. She needed a break from him and the house and Aurora. Everything was disgustingly normal and the normal life was not for her. Dorcas rinsed her mouth and saw Ader appear and set down a potion on her bedside table before he buggered off. Dorcas just headed for the wardrobe where she had an overnight bag packed for when she had to take off for work and wouldn't be back for a day, possibly even longer. She grabbed a black cloak and flung it over her shoulders, clasping it at the front with magic so she could grab a top and some trousers, shoving them into her overnight bag so she had an extra outfit. She wasn't going to change here, she'd change wherever she stopped off, only she wasn't sure where she was going to go, she just zipped the bag up and flung it over her shoulder before leaving the bedroom and heading down the long corridor.
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