Bellatrix was at a crossroads. She had a couple of ways to go forward and she paused as she pondered them. Fixing Narcissa with a stern gaze, she made it clear that she did not believe her but did not ask her anything further.
“Come here,” Bella cooed softly, reaching for her sister. Pulling her into an embrace, Bellatrix slowly began to stroke Narcissa’s long, blonde locks. “Shhh…it’s all right. I am here.”
She held her silently for a long time. Bellatrix could feel that Narcissa’s nipples, atop her budding breasts, were still hard. With her face in a position where Narcissa couldn’t see, she grinned triumphantly.
Pulling back, Bellatrix gave her sister a small smile. “Better?” She laid her hands possessively on Narcissa’s shoulders, unwilling to deny herself the pleasure of touching her.