His eyes roamed her face and the sharp features, softened by sleepiness and her obvious affection for him. Rodolphus brushed his fingers through her hair as best he could and then turned her body so that he could find the zipper. As much as he wanted to rip the dress off of Bellatrix, he found himself just as tempted by sleep. He was completely introverted, so the day had been draining in more ways than one.
He could tell she was going to be gone before they had time to do much of anything, and so he eased her dress from her limbs, pulling it down her thighs and then cast it to the floor. Next he took off her bra, tossing it onto his dresser. Rodolphus was already dressed for sleep, and so he lay back and pulled her slender body against his. With her snugly in his arms, Rodolphus found sleep impossible to resist.
The next morning he was woken up by the sound of apparation followed by his younger brother throwing open the bedroom door. "Merlin both of you. You were meant to be at the sanctuary over an hour ago! Are parents are livid."
Rodolphus simply blinked at him dumbly for a moment before remembering that he was getting married. Fuck.
"The wedding is in less than two hours. Get the fuck up!"