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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Feb 20, 2020 11:24:24 GMT
 Don't be afraid I'll take the blow for you It felt weird seeing another man caring for his son, but Rabastan knew Lucian was fit for the task. Besides, it was a relief having Nathaniel stop crying for a while without Rabby being the one soothing him. He'd take that. He rubbed a hand over his tired face as Lucian and Quinn set about pouring drinks, chatting about whether Lyra would be locking Quinn down with a baby any time soon. "Don't do it, Quinny," he piped up with a feral grin. "It's all fun and games when they're Alec's age, but they don't tell you how hard it is just to get to that point. I haven't slept in a week." He'd napped, but that didn't really count as far as his body was concerned. He watched Nathaniel sleeping in Lucian's arms, content for the first time in what felt like a year, though it had only been an hour at most. He thought long and hard before answering his brother-in-law's question. "She wants me to think that she's doing great," he said, keeping his voice quiet so it wouldn't carry to unwelcome ears. "She is doing great, she's perfect as far as the baby is concerned, but I can tell it's taking it's toll on her. She won't slow down or admit that she needs a break or a rest, she just powers on." He shook his head. "Maybe have a brotherly word with her, Loosh. Tell her she doesn't have to be perfect round the clock. She won't listen to me, but she might with you."_______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange , Clementine Gabrielle Burke , Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke , Evangeline Lucille Nott , Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke , Quinn Ardan Blackwood , Livia Eleanor Grace Burke words: 316 notes: <3 outfit: The perfect father/uncle.[googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Jan 21, 2020 14:12:13 GMT
Don't be afraid I'll take the blow for you Rabby leaned against one of the cold stone walls, his wand lazily trained on Trelawney as Roddy explained the rules to her. She was crying, as well as screaming, which just made her look weak. She could have at least had the balls to stand tall and fight back, instead of turning into a quivering mess and embarrassing herself. What would she be remembered for after this? Being a cowering idiot who was too busy wetting herself to look death in the eye and tell it to kiss her arse. Rabby didn't like weaklings. "You should listen to him, Syb," he chimed in. "This isn't his first rodeo." Nor would it be the last. He hoped she would just tell them what they needed to know so they could kill her quickly and go and have a drink. He was sure Aurora was upstairs. He wouldn't mind a quick visit with her. _______________________ tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange words: 184 notes: <3 outfit: Casual kidnapping.[googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Jan 21, 2020 14:03:32 GMT
Don't be afraid I'll take the blow for you They reached the door, Nathaniel still in a terrible mood, and Rabastan leaned forwards to kiss Clementine on the cheek. "Thank you for inviting us, Clem." He worked rather closely with Clem, them both being directly around the Minister. Or he had done before she went on maternity leave. He did like her, he hoped she would be coming back to work soon, it'd be nice to have a friendly face and a bit of banter in the office. He didn't think Lilith would ever quite understand or accept the Notts charms, but Rabby wouldn't let his wife's opinions bother him. He could like who he liked. He wouldn't flaunt it in her face, but he certainly wouldn't change his ways or his friends for her. Nathaniel's screaming was giving him a headache, and if he didn't get a drink soon, he would snap. Rabastan moved further into the house where he could see Lucian. "You could have warned me it would be like this," he joked in greeting, nodding over his shoulder to Lilith and the baby. "Where are the drinks?"_______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange , Clementine Gabrielle Burke , Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke , Evangeline Lucille Nott , Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke , Quinn Ardan Blackwood , Livia Eleanor Grace Burke words: 238 notes: <3 outfit: The perfect father/uncle.[googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Jan 20, 2020 18:52:16 GMT
Don't be afraid I'll take the blow for you Rodolphus, as the eldest and the bossiest, was in charge of apparating. Rabby's job was simply to hold on tight enough to Trelawney that she couldn't wriggle away. It wouldn't be convenient for her to splinch herself and the brothers to find themselves with nothing but a severed arm when they reached their destination. A severed head would be useful, but Rabby didn't fancy their luck on that front. She did wriggle, but it was barely a blink of an eye before they were standing in the dungeon underneath Rod's chateau, Trelawney finally letting out the scream that she had wanted to release outside the book shop. Rabby crinkled his nose at the shrill sound. "Bloody hell, love, crack the walls why don't you," he muttered, letting her go with a rough shove so that she was far enough away for him to point his wand at her. "Expelliarmus," he said casually as she pathetically reached for her wand, which flew out of her hand as soon as she touched it. _______________________ tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange words: 203 notes: <3 outfit: Casual kidnapping.[googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Jan 12, 2020 12:53:18 GMT
Don't be afraid I'll take the blow for you Blending in when you were out with Rodolphus was hard. He didn't blend in. He made it his mission to stand out, to be seen, to be heard, to be the star of the show even if there was no bloody show. Like those ridiculous sunglasses he was wearing. In December. "Fucking hell, Roddy, pull your neck in." His brother had been staring at women's arses for a while now, and though they were supposed to be watching Sybil Trelawney, Rabastan had a feeling that Roddy wouldn't notice if the woman fell down a hole in the street. His brother's antagonising comments about Lilith went in one ear and out the other. Rabby was used to the teasing, the banter, the goading. It was just how they communicated. That fat arsed woman over there looked nothing like his wife, though, and he did take offence to the comparison. "I'll put something in your stocking if you don't shut the fuck up. Or maybe Meadowes will crawl into mine while my wife is out of action." Yeah, he went there. Nevermind, Trelawney was leaving the book shop, and the brothers followed, waiting for the right moment to grab her and get rid of her. Roddy moved into position outside the shop door, and Rabby took up a post on the other side, leaning casually against the door frame. As soon as the woman left the shop she would be flanked on both sides by them, with no way of escape. _______________________ tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange words: 281 notes: <3 outfit: Casual kidnapping.[googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Jan 3, 2020 12:43:52 GMT
Don't be afraid I'll take the blow for you Rabastan was exhausted. Nathaniel wasn't even two weeks old yet and he didn't seem to have realised that it wasn't necessary to scream at all hours of the day and night. He literally just cried non stop. Rabby had his ways of soothing the babe, but honestly, he half wondered if the child wasn't Rodolphus'. Why else would he be so fussy and unsettled? Rabby had been a calm child, granted he had a foul temper, but he had kept it locked behind a chilled exterior. Nathaniel had not inherited that trait, at least not as far as he could tell yet. Rabby held out hopes that he would settle as he got older, but the last two weeks had felt like two months to him. Not that he didn't enjoy being a father, he absolutely loved it. Lilith had given him an heir. She was the perfect woman, the perfect wife, and now she had performed her duty as a mother perfectly. He could tell she was tired, but she never complained, she just soldiered on, which was admirable. The carriage ride had been loud, save for the few minutes Nathaniel had been quiet while Rabby sang an old lullaby to him. He couldn't sing forever, so unfortunately, as they exited the carriage and headed for the Burkes home, Nathaniel took up his own singing once again. Smoothing his jacket, Rabastan resisted the urge to take his son from Lilith as they walked. She wanted to carry him, she could carry him, but good Merlin, everyone was going to be fed up of hearing that cry after half an hour. Hopefully Nathaniel would tire out and sleep soon. Hopefully Loosh had some strong coffee at hand. Heels on the drive behind them made Rabastan turn his head. Evie Nott, a bit of a bitch, but lovely if you were nice to her, Rabby had never had an issue with her, she was a good time girl and good at what she did. Lilith, on the other hand, wasn't the biggest fan of the Nott sisters, so Rabby greeted Evie with a polite smile. "Evangeline." He let the women talk and checked his watch. They were on time. Clem was waiting in the doorway for them and as Evie flitted off ahead into the house, Rabastan waited patiently for his wife. She could take however long she wanted, she was carrying their son, there was no rush. "You look stunning," he murmured reassuringly in Lilith ear as they walked side by side. _______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange , Clementine Gabrielle Burke , Lucian Angelus Marcel Burke , Evangeline Lucille Nott , Lyra Ophelia Genevieve Burke , Quinn Ardan Blackwood , Livia Eleanor Grace Burke words: 478 notes: <3 outfit: The perfect father/uncle.[googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Mar 25, 2019 16:35:53 GMT
 Oh, Come, All Ye Pureblood Rabastan didn't have an answer for Lilith. He didn't know why Rodolphus marched to the beat of his own arrogant drum and made his own rules up, it was just the way things had always been, and nobody ever questioned him much. People were so used to letting him literally get away with murder, that it had just become normal, expected, even. And Dorcas wasn't so bad. Yes, she had been branded as a blood traitor some time ago, but honestly, she couldn't be tarred with that brush these days. People were capable of change, and she had changed enough to join the Dark Lord's ranks, though he couldn't tell Lilith that. Maybe if she did know she would think differently of Dorcas, though he doubted she could change her mind so easily. The best he could do was try and distract her and keep the two women apart, which would be difficult if they were to all be family one day. With the way Roddy and Dorcas were heading, Rabastan had no doubts that she would one day be his sister-in-law, and he liked the thought of that. If only Lilith could come around. "Because he's an attention whore," Rabby answered, alcohol refusing to keep him from using questionable language around a lady. "So stop giving him yours, and give it to me, instead," he said, with another charming smile and an arm around her waist. He probably wasn't getting her attention tonight, not after Meadowes, and him getting kind of drunk on their first outing as husband and wife. _______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange and everyone! outfit: Pureblood Prince.words: 291 notes: Merry Christmas! <3 [googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Mar 25, 2019 16:26:19 GMT
 A Rose Among The Thorns "I'm sure you'd make fire breathing dragons look elegant," he assured her with a wide smile. Narcissa, of all people, could make a burlap sack look elegant, he was sure, but Rabastan really shouldn't be complimenting another woman so generously when he was so close to marrying a different elegant beauty. He was sure Lucius complimented his wife plenty, when he could drag himself away from a mirror. The guy appreciated beauty more than anyone else Rabby knew, and he certainly had the right wife for that fancy. Rabastan's thoughts turned to his own future wife as Narcissa asked him if he was excited about the wedding, which was fast approaching. He really couldn't tell her the specific type of excited that he was, it wouldn't be appropriate, but he nodded. "Excited, yes," he agreed, though he didn't sound nearly as enthusiastic as he could have. Rabastan wasn't really into the idea of a lavish wedding, with hundreds of guests and food that had been made by the Gods themselves, but it made Lilith happy, and he could play along all day if he had to. If it were up to him, he would have a more intimate affair, just loved ones, still extravagant and with the finest the world had to offer, but more private. He hated the thought of any Tom, Dick, or Harry watching him exchange vows with his wife. There would be people there from Lilith's family, and friends of hers that Rabastan had never even met, and they'd only been invited just to be polite and show off. He didn't like that, but he was certainly excited for the wedding night. "Though Aurora has me beat, all she ever talks about is how she's going to be the best flower girl in the world. I mean, she's right, but there's only so many times she can pull flowers from the garden and sprinkle them all over my living room before it gets a bit draining," he laughed. _______________________ tag: Narcissa Astrid Malfoy words: 354 notes: <3 [googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Mar 15, 2019 17:49:09 GMT
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Feb 27, 2019 12:47:53 GMT
Oh, Come, All Ye Pureblood It was all going so smoothly until Dorcas opened her mouth. That was usually how trouble started where Meadowes was concerned, and a swanky pureblood party was no exception. Rabby kind of wanted Lilith to pounce on Dorcas and start a cat fight. Dresses would rip, hair would be flying, shoes thrown, lipstick smeared. Hell. Yes. That would have made his night, and made Lilith a whole lot hotter in her husband's eyes - though he already thought he'd won the jackpot on that front. His mind was too fuzzy to come up with a quick response like he usually would have, and for the first time tonight, he chided himself for getting a bit drunk. If he'd had his wits about him he'd have sorted it out in one sentence. As it was, he just stood there listening, and then gawped as his wife turned on her glittering heel and walked off as though Dorcas wasn't even there. It took a second for it to register in his head, but once Lilith's reaction had fully sank in, Rabastan let out a loud snort of laughter. "You're lucky my wife is a bigger bitch than you," he said to Dorcas, glancing after Lilith and thinking it probably a good idea to follow her rather than stay behind and make small talk with the woman who had just pissed her off. "Keep your fucking mouth shut, Meadowes," he said, turning to Rodolphus as his finger pointed at Dorcas. "You better punish her good for that," he said, eyes flashing. It took a moment to realize what he'd said, and that Roddy punishing Dorcas would probably make for a bloody great night for both of them. He sighed and waved a hand in Dorcas' direction. "You're welcome." Rabastan turned and followed after Lilith, coming up at her side and looping his arm around her waist. "How did I get so lucky to have such a classy wife?" he asked, giving her what he knew was a dark and charming smile, though he doubted its power at the moment, since Lilith was likely raging on the inside. Let it out, he willed her. "I'm sorry you had to hear that," he added solemnly. He was actually sorry that she'd had to stand there and put up with a situation that made her skin crawl, or so he imagined. He hadn't intended for her night to be tainted like that, and he wanted to make up for it. _______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange , Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange , Dorcas Amilie Meadowes and everyone! outfit: Pureblood Prince.words: 449 notes: Merry Christmas! <3 [googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Feb 27, 2019 12:33:38 GMT
What Happens in Vegas... His moment with his brother was interrupted by the arrival of Roddy's two best mates. Lucius and Quinn barged in and made themselves at home, and Rabastan shook his head with a laugh. "How'd I know you two would be first here," he said. As far as Rabby was concerned his brother's friends kissed his arse something wicked, and it amused Rabastan no end. He counted the lads as his own mates, too, but they never quite treated him the same as they did his older brother. Maybe that was because he wasn't as bigof a twat as Rodolphus, but that was just his own theory. Anyway, more people started to arrive. Raphael Hookum looking like a real human being instead of some sort of pirate, followed by Fin Avery and Rabby's soon-to-be brother-in-law, Lucian Burke. Rab was glad to see him, honestly. He knew some of the night's antics might not sit well with Lucian, but since Rabastan planned to sit out on anything that would make him look like he was forgetting he was getting married, he wasn't too worried about what Lucian would think of him by morning. It would all be fine. At least Rabastan, if none of the others, had his head screwed on right. That didn't mean he wasn't going to have a good time, and he lifted his glass high and looked around the group. "Fucking party time," he said in his usual calm manner, and he drank deep, wondering where their first stop of the night would be, his hand on Roddy's shoulder as he waited for his brother to take charge, as he usually did. _______________________ tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange words: 300 notes: <3 outfit: Last night of freedom.[googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Feb 24, 2019 10:38:19 GMT
A Rose Among The Thorns She seemed more than a little bit dazed as she realised she was not alone, but Rabastan kept his calm gaze upon her, dark eyes lacking judgement as he listened to her trying to find the words to snap herself out of it. She had been through so much loss, it wouldn't be the least bit surprising for her to be overwhelmed just at the sight of baby clothes. His own parents had been quite put out that they only had one grandchild and she was a girl, and though they adored Aurora and treated her like the princess she was, Rabastan had sat with his mother while she emptied her fourth glass of sherry and cried at him that he needed to have a son yesterday because it just wouldn't do for Aurora to be the only Lestrange heir. Of course Rabby would have children, as many of them as his wife wanted, even if that meant having ten little rogues running around. He was great with kids, and Aurora would probably like the company, since she had no siblings. His mother's drunken tears meant nothing, though, when compared to the tears Narcissa must have cried over a much more pressing issue. Rabastan let out a soft chuckle as she told him she had been drawn to the glitter on the tiny suit, and he gestured to the woman who stood behind the shop counter across the room. "I'm sure they could make one in Lucius' size if you really like it," he joked, imagining Luci in such a getup and thoroughly enjoying the image. He hoped to lighten the moment for her, but he didn't expect a laugh. If she wished to be alone with her thoughts, that was all well and good, he would leave her be, but he was not the sort to pass her by without making sure she was alright. What kind of friend would he be to Lucius if he didn't check on his wife? Not a very good one, and he hoped that his own friends would be supportive in such a manner if he and Lilith ever needed it. Not that they would. They would be due triplets within the year. Quadruplets? Would that be too hard on Lilith? Or worse, would that damage her figure beyond return? Perhaps twins. The dragon robes really were cute. _______________________ tag: Narcissa Astrid Malfoy words: 417 notes: <3 [googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Feb 24, 2019 10:16:32 GMT
Oh, Come, All Ye Pureblood Lilith tried to gently remind him that the middle of a party was hardly the place to get frisky, but Rabby was struggling to ignore the way that dress clung to Lilith's curves. He wanted to run his hands over much more than her bum, and without shimmering material getting in the way. He smiled down at her. "Then let's find a new place," he suggested, his fun cut short at the sound of Rodolphus' voice booming behind him. Groaning at the loss of the sexy times he didn't yet realise he hadn't been about to have, Rabastan turned and greeted his brother with a warm smile. "Hey now," he protested, alcohol making him lie through his teeth without any hesitation. "I am a complete gentleman, I wouldn't dream of it." But his hand was still quite low down on Lilith's back, and he had been dreaming of it only seconds ago. Sober Rabastan would have been fully aware that everyone knew he was full of crap, but tipsy Rabastan was quite convinced that he had been utterly convincing. Convincingly convincing! He turned to Dorcas as she greeted him familiarly, the only person to ever call him "Bastan", though he had never not liked it. It was different, and so was she, and he had appreciated that for longer than he could remember. Well, he did remember quite far back. Far back enough to recall the moans of pleasure she made when they were behind one of the sofas in the common room that time. Or the time when... wait. This wasn't the right time to be thinking about that. "Meadowes, you look lovely tonight," he said a little too quickly, trying to cut off his own thoughts before he got too carried away. He gave his wife a quick glance to make sure her head hadn't exploded at his friendly greeting, but he was sure she would be able to compose herself in public. She was good at that. He liked that about Lilith, it mirrored his own usually composed nature. It took a lot to ruffle Rabastan, and even though he sensed Lilith was only acting in a similar vein, he appreciated the facade. And secretly looked forward to the day she felt comfortable enough to really explode on him instead of pretending to be cool and collected all of the time. _______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange , Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange , Dorcas Amilie Meadowes and everyone! outfit: Pureblood Prince.words: 430 notes: Merry Christmas! <3 [googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Feb 24, 2019 9:57:06 GMT
What Happens in Vegas... The car sped along the countryside at a velocity only Rabastan's big brother could reach in such a calm manner. The men chatted easily as they drove along, the fields and trees a blur as they passed, Rodolphus questioning Rabby's determination to try and be faithful to his future wife for about the trillionth time. "No women," he confirmed with a single shake of his head. "If I can last this long, I'm not ruining it now. Just don't visit me and Lilith for at least six weeks after the wedding, we'll be busy." He grinned. He had made the decision to not be with other women not long after he and Lilith had become engaged. He'd been with a few shortly after the engagement, but had felt this strange sense of guilt that hadn't sat well with him, like he was cheating on the woman he didn't even really know. He'd never felt trapped in such an odd situation before, and had decided the best way to deal with it was to simply give up sex until he was married. His right arm had never had such a workout, and he'd certainly gained a bit of muscle since, but it would be worth it. He told himself that every day. Once they were married, Lilith Burke would be in over her head, and he wouldn't be surprised if his bombshell of a wife ended up pregnant quite quickly. He hoped so. An heir would be a blessing for the Lestrange family after his parents waiting so long for Roddy to get his act together. They passed through the portal easily enough, and emerged in a glittering desert, buildings sparkling like precious jewels all around them. Vegas was secretly what he'd hoped for when Roddy had been given the responsibility of arranging the stag night, and his big brother hadn't disappointed him. So many less than appealing thoughts had crossed Rabastan's mind as he'd wondered where they would end up for the night, the options being endless with the entire world at their feet, but there was no mistaking where he was, and there was no hiding the wicked grin on his handsome face as he tilted his head skyward and let out a laugh. "Vegas, baby!" The hotel was like a small kingdom all of it's own, the finest suite reserved for them on the top floor, and the boys didn't waste any time in pouring drinks. He clinked his glass against Roddy's and took a gulp. "Who are we waiting on?" he asked as he explored the suite, noting the number of beds - enough for a Quidditch team. "And why are the bastards holding up the fun?" he added with a chuckle. _______________________ tag: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange words: 478 notes: <3 outfit: Last night of freedom.[googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"] |
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Post by Rabastan Aramis Lestrange on Nov 29, 2018 15:56:09 GMT
Oh, Come, All Ye Pureblood The annual Lestrange Christmas party was something many of the pureblood elite looked forward to every year, and Rabastan was usually right there at the forefront, geared up for a good time and a wild night that would leave him with quite the headache on Christmas morning. This year was different. Instead of flirting and partying with different women all night, he would have just the one woman by his side. His wife. They had only been married a couple of weeks, and he was still getting used to thinking of himself as a husband, but by Merlin's wand, he certainly could not forget the beauty that stood by his side, nor could he forget the release he had felt over the past few weeks at no longer having to abstain from sex. Their honeymoon had been something to remember, and Rabby was surprisingly chipper all of the time. Most put it down to him being happy to have such a wonderful new wife who did the Lestrange name proud, but it was purely because he was getting laid, and it was fucking glorious. Lilith was incredible, and the twinkle in his eyes was impossible to ignore as he twirled her around the dance floor. The night had been its usual formal self, speeches, impeccable manners floating around, airs and graces to make even the most well brought up of the group tired from the effort, but now things were winding down. He had danced with Aurora, and then passed her off to Lilith, happy to see that the two were more than a little bit fond of each other. Lilith had gotten Aurora the most beautiful dress for the occasion, and Rabastan's niece was smitten with her new Auntie, who she had whispered to her Uncle "looks like a real princess!" Rabastan had to agree. Lilith looked stunning this evening, and put every other woman in the building to shame. To say he felt proud tonight was an understatement. To say he felt sober would also have been a huge whopper, since he was far from it, and falling further into the land of pissed as the younger generation began to gather in the parlour where they could really let loose and drop the formalities. It was Rabastan's favourite part of the night each year, though he knew he'd have to be somewhat well behaved for Lilith's sake. He took his wife's hand and led her through to the parlour, emptying his flute of champagne as he did and leaving it on a side table, intending to have something much stronger instead. Rodolphus was already in there with a few others, his face buried in the neck of Dorcas Meadowes, whom Lilith had had a lot to say about this evening. She had spent what felt like hours complaining about Dorcas being there, and how she was an embarrassment, but honestly, Rabastan liked the woman. Dorcas was a good laugh, and he had enjoyed her company long before he had enjoyed Lilith's, but he couldn't very well say as much without shoving a thorn into his new marriage and causing problems already. Of course if he did slip up, Lilith would just have to get over it, they were married now, she would have to come around and accept him and his opinions of others, but spoiling tonight with it wasn't something he planned on doing. "Come on," he turned to her, trying to block the view of Roddy and his date from her. He pulled her close, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as his hand pressed against the small of her back. "Time to let loose." Anyone would be able to tell he was a tad drunk already, but he didn't care, he thought he was doing a great job of keeping it together, and an even better job of resisting pulling Lilith into a cupboard for some real fun. In all honestly, he did plan on doing that later, but there was whiskey to be had, and dances to be danced, and oh, fuck it. He leaned in a kissed his wife, softly at first to test the waters, though his grip on her bum likely told her that he wanted more. _______________________ tag: Lilith A. C. Lestrange and everyone! outfit: Pureblood Prince.words: 736 notes: Merry Christmas! <3 [googlefont="Nothing You Could Do"] |
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