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Bellatrix Black ([info]childofblack) wrote in [info]lockewood,
@ 2010-04-22 13:49:00

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Entry tags:bellatrix black

Who: Bellatrix and Jamie
What: If they're going to accuse him, he might as well.
Where: Bella's cottage
When: Backdates to Wednesday
Rating: Highish
Status: Incomplete


Part of Bellatrix thought that this was bad idea. After all, this was James Sirius Potter, a man who she should be avoiding by name alone. To have slept with him would surely have some sort of implications, would it not? But, when she thought about it more thoroughly, perhaps those implications were for her benefit. Jamie seemed to trust her, indeed more than he should have. this would certainly not hurt that bizarre blind faith he seemed to have in her. It might even help things in the event that things turned nasty.

After all, with Jamie's 'dark side' coming out, his parents were starting to worry. Things were getting tense. Would it be so hard for there to be a serious rift among the Potter family? Lines could be drawn, and as Bellatrix- along with Gellert- had never been anything more than supportive towards the young man, why would he not choose their side over the ones who accused him and treated him so poorly? There was, however much James denied it, a dark side inside of him, a darker side that Bellatrix found she wanted to drag out, to nurture and grow. The thought alone was enough to make any dark wizard shudder: the son of the boy who lived turned dark. It was the stuff dreams were made of.

Of course, if things didn't end that way, Bellatrix still found this situation to be a win-win. Her primal needs were met by someone who she found to be physically attractive- though perhaps with a bit too much boyish charm- and who could complain about that?

Bellatrix had not dressed up for the evening. Her usual dark hues were on display in a casual midnight blue dress, hair loosely tied up to keep it off of her neck. Godric had politely stepped out for a few hours, and Bellatrix had the place to herself. Well, herself and Mr. James Sirius Potter.


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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-04-23 06:59 am UTC (link)
To say Jamie had questions would be an understatement. He had more questions, and fewer answers. He looked in the mirror as he dressed. He was the same, perfectly handsome and fit. He didn't feel the same. He was beginning to recognize his own self-destruction, but yet there was something in him that wouldn't stop, after all, he was still in control. Even his thoughts were conflicted, justifying and condemning all in the same breath.

He finally pulled himself away and pulled on a shirt. He didn't stop to think when he took his coat and walked out the door. He showed up at Bellatrix's doorstep a few minutes later, knocking at the door. He stood back waiting for her to answer, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans. His black shirt was untucked and yet it looked stylish on him.

He compartmentalized all of his thoughts when she opened the door. If they were going to accuse him, he might as well deserve it. There really was no denying that she was beautiful. Perhaps there was even a chance to keep her from the path she would take with Riddle later. It was a good enough reason anyway.

He smiled at her, using that infamous charm. "I told you that I would be here," he said. "I didn't even keep you waiting."

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[info]childofblack
2010-04-23 03:01 pm UTC (link)
Bella glanced over at the clock on the wall as she heard the rap at her door. Right on time. Interesting. James had always struck her as the fashionably late sort. Perhaps it was his nerves that had gotten him there so early, though as she pulled open the door to smile at him, she saw no trace of them.

"You didn't," she agreed with a small smirk, pushing the door open to allow him inside, before she closed it behind him. "I'm very impressed, James." Her gaze raked over his figure unabashedly as she leaned her shoulder against the wall, and she seemed pleased with what she saw. "Would you like a drink?" She wasn't talking about tea, either. She had a feeling a shot of liquid courage might be necessary that evening.

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-04-23 04:48 pm UTC (link)
Jamie smiled, charm was easy, and came quite naturally to him. He didn't mind being looked at as a piece of flesh. It bolstered the confidence he had, just on the edge of being over the top. He looked over her outfit with a smile that was almost predatory. "You look beautiful," he commented easily, walking through the door.

"I do think a drink is in order." He didn't mind taking a few shots to loosen up, and forget the little voices that chimed in his head. There was part of a Gryffindor's nature that liked life on the edge, and he was accustomed to that particular rush. It was a feeling that could take over easily, outweighing the voice and leaving him with little restraint. "How have you been lately?"

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[info]childofblack
2010-04-23 05:02 pm UTC (link)
Bellatrix was not used to that word. Beautiful was a nice word, the sort of thing lovers muttered to each other in their ears at parties and then giggled softly to themselves about. It caught her off guard for a moment, but she was quick to recover with a small, appreciative smile. "Thank you, James. This way."

She led him into the kitchen as she fetched a pair of glasses, dropping ice into the both of them. "I've been fine. Dodging conspiracy theories, the usual." She smirked slightly as she gestured toward the bottle of firewhiskey. "Help yourself. I'd hate to underserve you." There may or may not have been a double entendre in that statement.

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-04-24 06:58 am UTC (link)
Jamie took the bottle, filling the glass 3/4 full for now. A smile crept over his lips. "I don't think you could underserve me," he said, flashing brilliant blue eyes in her direction. Yes, flirting was easy. He had meant what he said earlier, for the stories he had heard about her older years, here she was a beautiful, young woman.

"So what are the conspiracy theories saying?" he asked. There were always rumors surrounding the most notorious historical figures. He knew that beyond any doubt. There was something forming in his mind, a bit of a plan really, and something that she might enjoy. "I have to admit, I don't have a future that gives a preconceived reputation. That can't be easy." He took his glass and clinked it against hers and took a healthy drink.

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[info]childofblack
2010-04-24 01:10 pm UTC (link)
Bellatrix took a much smaller drink than that of James. He may have wanted the extra push in the right direction, but Bella wanted to be aware of her surroundings. She liked being in control, especially in situations such as this that one might consider... risky. She did not want to lose that control to alcohol. For all she knew, she would blurt out something she most certainly did not want James to hear, and then where would she be?

"Oh, they've all begun to blur together, really." She moved from one side of Jamie to the other, letting a pedicured fingernail drag along his back between his shoulder blades. "I'm out to destroy this town and everyone in it, in short. And your mummy dearest certainly thinks I'm starting with you." Some of the Weasleys were, perhaps, a bit smarter than she gave them credit for. She leaned back against the counter, her finger lazily dragging around the rim of her glass. "Have you developed any theories of your own, James?"

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-04-25 05:06 am UTC (link)
Jamie knew how much alcohol he could handle. He would be in control, but yet he wouldn't over-think. He didn't want to do that. He liked to live in the moment, to take it all in and run with it. He took another drink, feeling the nails over his back.

His eyes closed and his head tipped up. He liked nails and he liked to be teased. His eyes opened again and he smirked. "I have heard those theories although there is no evidence to support them." His parents were worried, like he was both naive and stupid. They didn't count on Jamie being able to handle himself.

"I have no theories," he admitted. "I could try a few but then I would be contributing to the general paranoia of the population. We cannot have that." He turned, facing the other direction, leaving himself open.

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[info]childofblack
2010-04-25 01:57 pm UTC (link)
"I have heard one other," she admitted as he turned his back to her. She closed the distance between them in a few short steps, leaving her glass unattended on the counter top. Despite being a tall woman, Jamie was taller, something Bellatrix could appreciate as she stood behind him. "They say," she began, letting a hand lift to trail from the base of his neck down his spine. "That I've been out to seduce you from day one." She chuckled softly as she maintained contact and shifted around to his front, fingers sliding across his back, his hip, to his stomach. "But I have to say, Mr. Potter, I'm not entirely sure they have it right. It seems to me that you are the seductive one."

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-04-28 04:18 am UTC (link)
Jamie was sensitive to touch. He always had been. He enjoyed having her fingers tracing over him. "Me?" he asked innocently, with a devilish spark in his eyes. "I do have a certain charm." He took a drink and set it back on the counter, straightening a bit.

He slipped an arm around the small of her back and turned her, putting her against the counter. He could definitely turn it on, and he wasn't about to walk away from a challenge when she was stroking his ego so well. He pressed closer and his other hand traced her jawline, not forceful but strong. He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, letting his breath tease it. "How does that feel?" His teeth nibbled at the lobe, taking just a taste.

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[info]childofblack
2010-04-28 08:41 pm UTC (link)
Bellatrix was all for being man-handled, and she was grinning as she was pressed against the counter, peering up at him with amusement glinting in her dark eyes. "Being seduced?" she asked, tone nonchalant despite the appealingly distracting nip at her ear. She smirked at him as she answered tauntingly, "You can do better." Her thumbs slid into his belt loops, pulling him against her. "You're not afraid of me, are you, James?"

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-04-29 04:02 am UTC (link)
He knew that she could play as hard as he could and she was definitely a challenge, not in getting to bed, but in pleasure. He would have to work, and that was what made it most interesting. "I'm never afraid. It's bad form," he whispered, pressing against her on his own. His hand moved down to her thigh, pulling her leg up around his hip.

His mouth lowered to hers, hovering there. "Let's do this," he whispered, in a low and husky, yet playful whisper before he kissed her. He kept it soft for a minute, getting a taste before he let it deepen. He pushed flush against her, letting hunger take over.

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[info]childofblack
2010-04-29 01:43 pm UTC (link)
Bellatrix grinned as her attempts to rile him up proved entirely too successful. His hands were warm as he wrapped her leg around him, the skirt of her dress sliding upward to expose more of her pale skin. If there was one thing Jamie had going for him in his encounters with Bella, it was his confidence. Bellatrix may have had a very... controlling personality type, but even the control freaks like to be put in their place now and then.

She did not bother to respond to his whispered statement, instead letting her lips move against his. Well, she was pleased to see that her lips had not burned off at contact with the golden boy's son, nor had he shriveled up and died having intimately touched the Dark Lord's right hand. Imagine that. Her hands moved upward as her hips pressed into his, letting her fingertips slide under his shirt to run across the skin just above the waistband of his jeans.

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-05-01 03:05 am UTC (link)
Jamie had never lacked confidence, especially when it came to women. Most of that came from being wanted. Many had thrown themselves at him whether it be because he was a Potter or just because he was a very good looking man. He had skills, and he didn't mind showing them off. There were a few that set him off but very few.

His hand wandered up her thigh, pushing up the material of the dress to expose her thigh. There was nothing else in his mind except flesh, skin, heat, need. Nothing else needed to be involved. Who they were would cease to matter, at least for a little while. He smirked into the kiss as her fingers slid over his stomach, tight and toned.

He pulled back a little bit, just inches. "Shall we get comfortable or have a go right here?"

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[info]childofblack
2010-05-02 05:16 am UTC (link)
As he pulled back, Bellatrix dropped her leg down and got steady footing back. "A go? Now, James, is that all I am to you?" she asked teasingly as the hands under his shirt shifted upward to his chest... and gave him a forceful push backwards into the refrigerator. "I thought we had something special." Her eyes had a wicked glint to them as she kicked off her shoes, paying no mind to where they landed and moved back into close proximity. Hands slid back up to his hips, resting on the warm skin just above his jeans. "I thought you cared." Her nails dug into his skin, not enough to bleed, but enough to sting.

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-05-03 02:28 am UTC (link)
Jamie laughed, hitting the refrigerator with a thump. He had always liked it rough, and now it was worse, thanks to Gellert. He didn't object at all, and really didn't notice the blood even though he felt it. "Are you trying to mark me?" he asked, amused. He pulled his shirt off, exposing the muscles of his chest.

He twisted again lacing fingers through her hair tightly. He pulled her head back and attacked her neck, biting hard, then covering the warm skin with his tongue. His hips ground against hers. There were no more questions. His body was in control and very much awake.

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[info]childofblack
2010-05-03 05:55 pm UTC (link)
"Maybe," was her brief reply as she backed up enough to let him pull off his shirt. My, but Boy Wonder did have a nice body buried beneath those clothes of his, though she hardly had time to admire it before she felt his hands pulling on her hair, a gasp escaping her as his teeth sunk in. Now where had the oh so innocent and pure Mr. Potter learn to do that?

She could feel him pressing against her, and she reached a hand between them to tease him through his jeans, but only briefly. He hadn't earned his rewards yet, and her nails raked back upwards over his chest until they found his nipples, smirking slightly as she twisted them between her fingertips.

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-05-06 02:38 pm UTC (link)
Jamie sighed, feeling her hand stroke him, pressing into it, drawn to it. No, he wasn't quite innocent and pure. He had the name but he also had the skill. With her fingers on his nipples, he bit his lip, tipping his head back. There was a small smile at the bit of pain. It wasn't much, enough to leave him wanting more. He always wanted more. It was possibly a problem, and the reason he was drawn to different sorts of people than his name would indicate.

His hand that was under her dress on her hip moved upward. The second hand joined the first, gathering material to take the dress over her head. "This isn't needed at all," he purred. He arched a brow before pulling it over her head. Instead of taking it off completely, he twisted the material around her wrists, keeping her hands over her head. Holding the material in one hand, his other stroked over her body.

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[info]childofblack
2010-05-07 01:36 am UTC (link)
Jamie was the first man to expose Bellatrix in such a way since she'd been sent to this village. Bartemius Crouch Jr. had touched (and been scolded), but James was the first to explore the pale skin of her slim torso, the first to see her simple black undergarments in the style of the decade she had come from.

Her hands twisted in the fabric, though they did not escape, and Bella's gaze leveled with his as she gave another tug, daring him not to release her.

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-05-07 05:00 pm UTC (link)
Jamie knew this game quite well. It was about touch and sensation and it was one that he enjoyed immensely. "Do you really want me to let go?" He knew the answer already. She would play along, let him tease her senseless, curious to see what he was going to do. He wouldn't disappoint.

His tongue licked over his lips, and his hand wandered going from her neck, over a breast, stopping to tease the nipple through her black bra. His eyes didn't leave hers, showing his familiar confidence. They stayed for a drawn out minute before his head lowered. His mouth followed the trail of his hand, teasing and nipping at soft white skin. He unclasped her bra and let her tongue roll around a hardened nipple.

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[info]childofblack
2010-05-11 01:36 pm UTC (link)
Bella's silence was enough of an agreement to his question. The loss of control was a turn on, though she was curious as to whether Jamie was as talented as he thought himself to be. It would be terribly disappointing if not.

She sighed softly as his teeth followed his hands, smirking slightly as the strapless undergarment slid down to the floor. She daintily stepped out of it, before becoming distracted by his mouth on her chest. Her back arched up, seemingly of its own accord as her lashes fluttered slightly.

With no hands to help her, a slender leg slid upward to his waist to tug him closer, wanting to feel the friction of his hips against hers.

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[info]jamie_sirius
2010-05-13 04:32 pm UTC (link)
Friction was something Jamie could deliver. He pressed up against her, still getting enough feeling through the denims. It was so tempting to just drop them and take her right here. While it tempted him as his hips rocked, he didn't want to do that just yet. "Soon," he purred, raising his head back to her ear.

He used a sticking charm on the dress to the refrigerator so he could release his hold on it. She could get away if she wanted, but he knew that she liked the way he touched her, whether it be his mouth or his hands. His mouth worked back down to her other breast, nipping at the nipple, flicking his tongue over it. He sucked it gently, giving it a sudden nip, teasing her with sensation.

His fingers moved down, inside her knickers, feeling her want him. Teasing over her entrance, he grinned. He reached over and took an ice cube out of his glass. Popping it into his mouth, he held it in his teeth. He used it to trace around her hard nipple, doing the same to the other.

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