Beyond The Darkness : RP: A Second 'Date'

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* june 2005, - complete, rodolphus lestrange, romilda vane

RP: A Second 'Date'
Date: 17 June 2005
Characters: Rodolphus Lestrange, Romilda Vane
Location: The Imperial, London
Private/Public: Private
Rating: TBA
Warnings: TBA
Summary: Rodolphus and Romilda have their second assignation... this time in Muggle London.
Completion: Complete

Rodolphus stood in the middle of his bedroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn't help the tiny smile that curved his lips at the sight of himself in Muggle clothing. Jeans, black t-shirt under a blue button-down shirt, black boots and a long black duster. These were clothes he kept carefully hidden from his wife. He did not share his wife's view of Muggles. He didn't think they should be part of the wizarding world but he acknowledged they had their place in the world.

He gave himself another long look then walked over to the dresser and picked up the portkey he'd prepared for himself. He felt it was be unwise to walk through the manor and Upper Slaughter dressed like this. It might raise questions he didn't want to have to answer just yet.

He activated the portkey and in a few moments found himself in a deserted laneway. Unlike many others it was neat and reasonably clean and he leaned against the brick wall. His wand was tucked into his duster and he was reasonably skilled at wandless magic so he wasn't concerned about any possible trouble. All he was waiting for now was Romilda.

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bd_romilda
2007-06-20 01:54 (link)

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She saw that he considered his answer carefully. She gave him consideration of listening carefully to his words, not interrupting him as she put her own fork down.

Rodolphus was the first man to call her formidable. She was used to being told that she was independent, and that she had a strong personality, but despite that, she never truly felt strong. The fact she wasn't a very powerful witch would often make her feel that way.

But formidable? She straightened her shoulders just a little as she got used to that word. She managed a slight blush. "Far too few see beyond my looks, and when they do, they usually run the other way. I'm far from being a powerful witch - I don't even have any NEWTs. I guess they don't count for everything, hmmmm?"

She was speechless for only a moment, surprised to hear him lay his expectations out on the table. "Well that's refreshing," she said first up. "I believe then that your wife is a smarter woman than many give her credit for." She didn't want to tell him she thought his wife was a crazy arse bitch, but surely the woman must have had some redeeming qualities. "Perhaps there is a lesson we can all learn from her?"

Taking a sip of her beer, she considered just how she should answer. It had gone beyond harmless flirting, as the idea of being in his bed sent a shiver of desire through her. "You've hit on one of my dreadful weaknesses, Rodolphus," she admitted softly as she looked up through her lashes.

Leaning over the table and pushing aside her mostly eaten pie, she indicated for him to lean in further. The front of her halter top gaped enough that Rodolphus was undoubtedly getting to see more than was decent.

"I find that I am terribly attracted to dangerous wizards," she whispered across his ear, her hand brushing up against his arm. It was true. Anyone with a hint of darkness to them, and she couldn't help herself. "I guess you could say I like bad boys."

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bd_rodolphus
2007-06-20 02:13 (link)

Rodolphus smiled slightly. "Some men are intimidated by strong women. More fool them. Strong women are far more fun."

His smile became tinged with regret. "My wife... is not what she once was. Azkaban was far harder on her than it was on my brother and I. But yes, she is an intelligent woman who is not afraid to go after what she wants."

He raised an eyebrow when she looked at him through her lashes then he pushed his plate aside and leaned in at her gesture. He let his gaze drift down to her cleavage. She'd gone to all the effort to reveal it to him, it would a shame to waste that effort. A shiver ran down his spine and he smiled slowly at her whispered words.

"Then I feel compelled to tell you that I am a terribly dangerous wizard," he purred into her ear as he turned his hand so that he could run it up her arm. "And I'm a very bad boy."

He then turned his head so that their lips were almost but not quite touching, close enough that he could feel her breath. The last move would have to be hers, if she wished to make it.

bd_romilda
2007-06-20 02:45 (link)

At the mention of fun, she grinned. "Oh yes, I can definitely be a lot of fun."

She saw his eyes look down to her cleavage, enjoying the smile that formed on his face, and feeling a heat creeping down her neck. "I don't think anyone would disagree with that." The skin on her arm turned to gooseflesh, her breath hitching just ever so slightly at his words as his hand ran up her arm.

Her hand clenched instinctively, grasping some of his shirt as his lips were so close to hers. Licking the corner of her mouth, she took a leap of Gryffindor bravery, and closed in, her lips brushing against his as she kissed him.

Her tongue brushed against his lower lip, tasting the steak and beer on his breath. She reluctantly pulled back, licking her lips after giving him just a taste of hers. "See what bad boys make me do?"

bd_rodolphus
2007-06-20 03:28 (link)

Rodolphus felt a surge of desire and triumph when Romilda closed the distance between them and kissed him. He hadn't been entirely sure that she would do it but now that she had, he didn't intend to leave it there.

He smiled slyly. "How shocking," he said, his voice a little husky. "I can see that I'm a terribly bad influence on you."

He then crooked his finger at her, his smile broad and his eyes full of amusement and desire. "Come here."

He waited to see what she would do, how she would interpret his request or even if she would play hard to get.

bd_romilda
2007-06-20 03:44 (link)

"Tsk," she said suggestively, a playful smirk on her face. "I'm just so easily led."

When he crooked her finger, she would have followed instantly had she not been feeling playful. Fuelled by a little alcohol and far too much flirting, she licked her lips and raised an eyebrow. "And if I don't?"

She sat back, her body aching now to just comply and be done with it, but she knew that surrendering far too soon was nowhere near as much fun as prolonging the chase.

Her eyes flicked down to her beer and half eaten dinner. "Isn't there a different game we should play first? Perhaps if you win, I'll come willingly."

bd_rodolphus
2007-06-20 03:57 (link)

Rodolphus chuckled; he always liked a chase, especially a chase where you were never entirely sure when predator or prey were going to change place.

"Then perhaps I should come over there?" he suggested with a raised eyebrow. He could feel the low-level arousal thrumming through him but he did nothing to either encourage or discourage it.

"Now there's a suggestion," he said with a grin. "So what do you get if you win?"

bd_romilda
2007-06-20 04:17 (link)

"Well, I guess I could accommodate you over here, I am, after all, very flexible." she replied without skipping a beat. She wriggled over just a fraction, patting the bench beside her, and pursing her lips.

"I haven't decided yet. Perhaps I get to take what I want." She shrugged. "Who knows. The night is young and my chances of winning all depend on how studious my teacher is, and just how well he can teach me, hmmmm?"

bd_rodolphus
2007-06-20 04:35 (link)

Rodolphus smiled and slid out of his side of the booth, gliding around the table and sitting down next to Romilda.

"Hmm, much better," he said with a raised eyebrow. He then turned slightly and ran one finger down her jaw. He rested it under her chin then tilted her head up just enough so that he could press a kiss to her lips. He then pulled away and ran his finger down her neck as he grinned at her.

"Oops," he said unrepentantly. "That would be me being a terribly bad influence again."

He leaned back slightly, resting one arm against the back of the bench. "Hmm, decisions, decisions. Do I do my best to win and get what I want or do my best to teach you so that you get what you want? I'm... actually rather torn."

bd_romilda
2007-06-20 04:56 (link)

She was not at all surprised when he came around the booth to sit next to her. She wriggled her bottom in the bench, her leg alongside his. Her eyes fluttered at the touch of his finger along her jaw and neck, her hand settling along his thigh.

Her other hand toyed with the buttons on his shirt, regretting that he seemed to be wearing far too many shirts for her liking. "Ahh, coercion. Coercion of the good kind. The sort of very bad influence that I can't seem to get enough of."

Romilda let out a small giggle. "Decisions, indeed."

"Although," she let her hand run down his chest, her fingers just sensing the hard muscles beneath, "Perhaps I might just play terribly, and lose on purpose." The longer she kept this up, the less she felt like playing pool tonight.

The hand that ran down his chest came and curled up around his neck. "Although I do believe it is the teacher's responsibility to provide suitable... incentives to learn?"

bd_rodolphus
2007-06-20 05:51 (link)

Rodolphus eyed Romilda with amusement, his hand curling down to stroke the back of her neck as she played with the buttons on his shirt.

"Hmm, I wonder how much of a bad influence I can be then," he said, let his voice fall into a purr. He was also wondering if they were even going to make it up to the pool room upstairs.

He chuckled, leaning a bit closer as her hand ran down his chest. "Perhaps I plan on playing badly and losing on purpose?"

Her hand curled around his neck and he leaned towards her. "Though I'm not sure if these are the type of incentives a teacher is supposed to use," he murmured against her lips before kissing her again.

He let the hand that had been stroking the back of her neck slide into her hair and used his other hand to stroke up her thigh and along her side, letting the base of his palm brush against the side of her breast as he curled it around her shoulder.

bd_romilda
2007-06-20 12:11 (link)

Romilda's breathing hitched at the sound of his purring voice. It spoke straight to her core as she wriggled in her seat. "Well then, if we are both going to play badly, then perhaps we need to change it to whoever loses gets what they want."

Finding his lips on hers again, she may have let a soft moan escape her lips. His hand was in her hair and she unconsciously bucked into the touch along her breast. She was shaking her head as she broke away from the kiss. "No," she said softly, pulling back just a moment.

"These are not the incentives you should be using, but then again I might just be a naughty student," she added, her thigh brushing up against his. The desire was evident in her voice as she wanted nothing more in that moment than to fall completely into his lap.

Her lips were on his again as her hand trailed up his thigh to the band on his jeans, the barest hint of urgency creeping into her kiss. She had definitely lost interest in playing pool now. Even if she did, she knew she would play terribly.

bd_rodolphus
2007-06-20 13:29 (link)

Rodolphus chuckled. "If we both play badly we might never get out of here."

He leaned into the kiss, keeping it light and gentle for now. When she broke away and said no, he gave her a curious and concerned look then relaxed when she spoke again.

"I like naughty students," he said, his desire matching what he heard in her voice. He quite frankly didn't give a damn about playing pool anymore. He was already half-hard and the only thing stopping it from going any further was the fact that he was aware that he was in a public place.

He groaned into her kiss, her hand sliding up his thigh and he wanted that hand somewhere else. He deepened the kiss, bringing his hand up to cup her cheek as he devoured her mouth. He then broke away and swallowed hard, letting her see his desire and lust, letting her see the effect she had on him.

"Are you sure you still want to play pool?" he asked, his voice husky.

bd_romilda
2007-06-20 17:17 (link)

She snorted a soft laugh at his words, her lips not wanting to disengage. His body might have been all hard muscle, but his lips were soft and she wanted nothing more than to keep tasting them.

His groan told her that her hands were possibly wanted elsewhere, and she teased as her fingers slid around the band of his jeans, wanting more, yet realising they were in a crowded pub.

She leaned in to the touch of his hand, the need building up inside her quickly as she let out a soft whimper. At his words, she looked up, already sensing his desire.

She shook her head. "I'm afraid I would be terribly inattentive, and my thoughts would be wandering." She bit her lip and looked coyly. "So, where will we go?" she said, realising there was just a hint of desperation in her voice.

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