Rodolphus groaned appreciatively, his hips rocking forwards involuntarily. No matter how in control he was, and how power-hungry, Rodolphus was just like every other man when it came to sex. He was guided by his cock.
"Good girl," He breathed, "I never truly doubted it." He pressed her back and tilted her head to the side so he could suck on her neck again, leaving dark blossoming bruises where he lips touched. He nudged her legs aside, positioning between them. So close he could almost taste the pleasure, almost feel the inner heat of her body.