Rabastan had every right to feel proud. They wanted months for this cup to come into their possession. Months of betrayal and deception and now? Now all of that has paid off and the Dark Lord must be very very proud. Alecto was brimming with excitement, the cards were finally falling into place. All their hard work, dedication, and sacrifice has finally started to pay off. The capture of the Ministry was just the beginning, now the cup was in their possession. While Alecto had NO idea what the cup meant to the Dark Lord, she knew that he pined after it with such a fervor that every time it slipped out of his grasp, they all suffered. Now that is has finally fallen into his grasps, he must be elated. Alecto was certainly happy and relived.
Brushing her cheek against his, eyes closed as she could feel a carnal desire to maul him. The only thing that brought her back to her senses was the sound of blood dripping onto the floor. Ears perked up, as her head tilted to the side just slightly, brushing more roughly against his cheek. Fingers curled into the scalp of Madea's head, as puddle of blood began to pool on the floor. Lifeless eyes stared out across the room before the head dropped to the floor with a deafening THUMP. Alecto's hands reached up to rest on his shoulders. Taking a step closer, her body pressed up against his as her nails raked against his neck.
"You must feel very proud." Her voice was a gentle purr against his ear. Lips brushing lightly over his ear as she spoke. There was certainly some sort of attraction between them. Alecto was always attracted to Rabastan, something about a completely unhinged psychopathic murderer drove her absolutely mad. The idea that he could snap any moment and just go crazy made her utterly wonky for him. Of course, she always treaded carefully, especially when around Amycus and him. She didn't want it to seem like her brother was coming in second.
"You have done very well," Stretching her arm out over his shoulder, her lips brushed against his cheek and down his neck. Fingers on her other hand trailed along his jaw line and towards his chin before moving across his neck. "I think this definitely proves your worth, if he doesn't reward you, love," Lips curled into a predatory smirk, as those dark eyes looked sideways towards him, "and if he doesn't... I shall." Teeth sank into his neck rather roughly. There was nothing sweet and gentle between these two, that was for sure. Everything was carnal, and ran on lust and instant gratification.