May 4 Don't Drink and Fly
Title: Don't Drink and Fly Author: snapesgirl Characters or Pairing: Rodolphus/Molly Word Count: 567 Rating: PG-13 Warnings: silliness Prompts: Decision, Drunk Kink: Biting Author's Notes: Unbeta'd, let me know of mistakes
Rodolphus knew better. He should have remained at home. However, he decided to do the right thing and went to Lucius' bachelor party. Now he was paying for his decision.
Ro was royally pissed. He was so far under the influence of alcohol, he had no idea where he was. If he were walking his condition wouldn't be a problem. Instead he was on his broom, or somebody's broom. Flying low didn't help him decide which part of Britain he was over. He crashed into the ground, rolled a few times and began to laugh.
"What a ride! Let's do that again," he mumbled and tried to stand up. He fell backwards and laughed some more.
"Are you all right?" A female voice came from behind him.
"I'm perfect, what to see?" He laughed some more while trying to unfasten his trousers. The buttons refused to cooperate with him.
"I'll believe you. Let's get you up and inside."
"Inside?" He blinked at her and allowed her to put his arm around her shoulder. "We just met and you want me inside of you? Well, aren't you a forward one. I'd oblige, but I'm too pissed to service anyone." He loudly belched and laughed.
"I think pissed doesn't begin to describe your condition."
He finally noticed she was a ginger and well endowed. Ro had a fondness for females of the busty persuasion.
"Should I be flattered by that comment?" Her voice was dry as the champagne Lucius' best man had served at the party.
Ro struggled to remember who was the best man. "It isn't me, is it? No, I always compete with Lucius. Rookwood, that was the bastard serving up champagne and whiskey with gin and more liquor."
"You drank all of that? No wonder you're so drunk. Your liver must be drowning after all of that."
He found her comment to be funny and fell down laughing. "Come here, wench." Ro tugged her on top of him and grinned. "That's much better. Keep me warm."
Pushing her hair to one side, he began to bite at her throat.
"Stop that and let go of me." She tried to get free.
He bit at her breast and she stopped struggling.
"Oh, oh my, that's…wrong. I'm engaged."
"Let me kiss the bride." Ro snogged her and squeezed her bum. "Feels so good when you wriggle like that." He bit her once more and sighed. "I'll need a sobering charm if you want me to service you."
"I most certainly do not want serviced." She tried to get off of him and was pulled closer.
"Your mouth says no. Your body says yes." He snogged her again. "I don't need to be sober to eat you," he offered.
"Molly, where are you?" The voice came from nearby trees.
"Over this way, Gideon. I found the flyer. He's ow, he's biting me." She squealed.
"I'll wait back here, give you some privacy with the bloke."
"Gideon, if you don't come get me free of this giant squid, I will hex you."
"Come here, Gideon, let's have a threesome," Ro bellowed.
His suggestion made his captive squirm and the butt her head into his nose. He heard Gideon laughing.
The ginger climbed off of Ro and stomped into the woods.
"Heal yourself!" She snarled while walking away.
Ro wasn't sure if she was talking to him or the mysterious Gideon.