Rabastan Lestrange [Parody]

‘Rabby’ Lestrange | Oi! @UnyieldingWitch eyes on the Bludger! | Dark/Mature Themes | Lit&Descriptive | #HPRP | Parody/Roleplay Account

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

Rabastan ‘Rabby’ Lestrange

“Rabastan Lestrange. Also known as ‘not Rodolphus’.”

School Age Rabastan
Slytherin — Years 5-7
Quidditch Player — Keeper
Mirrored Description
Dark/Mature Themes
Single Ship — Claimed
Crossover and OC Friendly

Headcanons Below

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch again.

“Fuck, Bells.” He groans, his own hips jumping forwards. “You’re so tight..” His own voice small and almost whining.

He takes a few moments, breathing heavier, to compose himself. Clearing his throat and refocusing on her. “How’s that feel? Too much?”

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch Rabastan hums against her chest in return, curling his two fingers upwards and carefully running along a spongy upper wall. He releases her nipple is a soft ‘pop’.

Emerald eyes lift to carefully watch the witch’s expressions. Just slowly curling and straightening again, and +

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch advanced a slow press turning into a quick thrust to break the resistance that greets him. His mouth closing around a pert nipple as a distraction.

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch trailing kisses down her neck and chest.

“Just relax.” He coaxes, “It’ll hurt, just for a second though promise.”One hand carefully spreads her open, his index fingers on the other lining up at her dripping slit. “Take a breath, hold onto my arm if you need to.”

Rab’s fingers +

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch desperate for something you’ve never had, hm?” He patronizes, removing the bit of progress he’s made and resuming maddening strokes.

“Say it again.” He coaxes.

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch stroking slowly up her slit. She’s warm and wet and he doesn’t even need to look to know she’s flushed and swollen. Her body begging for him in any way it can have him.

He hardly waits for a response, pressing just the tip of his finger past parted lips. “Poor thing, so +

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch the bundle of nerves.

His own hips push up again, desperate for more contract than he was being granted. “Now you’re all worked up maybe I’ll have you help me before I help you, hm?”

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch him.

“Oh, mon amour, you’re not wet.” He pauses, to flash a pearly white grin up her way. “You’re -soaked-.” He hisses playfully. “I’m sure the idiot waited all night, honestly.” His thumb suddenly taps firmly against her clit before resuming quick little circles just below +

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch witch you are.” He hums, leaning down to suck a bright red mark over her tit. Feeling her hips begin to rut in time with his movements he slows, just slightly.

“Already? Hm, no, I think not.”

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch Rab’s thumb nestles against her clit as his index fingers rub along the length of her. He laughs breathlessly.

“I heard you left Flint up in the quidditch cupboard.” He muses, pushing his own his up slightly and groaning at the friction of his pants fabric. “Clever little +

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch the surface.

“Quite rude of them to follow the neatly laid breadcrumbs to us.”

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch Rab’s hand effortlessly slips beneath her skirt. Once more tugging her knickers aside.

He hums against her skin, a wordless affirmation at how pleased he is to find she’s telling the truth. Two fingers stroke against her heated centre while his mouth coaxes small lovebites to +

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch certainly think that’s a start.” He muses.

His fingers work to carefully undo the buttons on her blouse as he kisses down her neck.

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch “Scared? Hardly. That was one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen you do.” He admits, a bit bashfully. Was he meant to be turned on by the sight of Bellatrix causing pain?

Rabastan hums softly as she straddles him, his problem from earlier once again presenting itself. “I +

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch still help me take my mind off of this.” He breathes just beneath her ear

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch Rabastan grabs her hand, pulling her into his lap and kiss all over her face.

“Fine, fine. We’ll wait then.” He shifts a bit beneath her, she was right he was in pain. However he can think of only one thing that will distract him enough to cope with it.

“Doesn’t mean you can’t+

[Rabastan Lestrange [Parody] @RabbyLestrange]

@UnyieldingWitch His heart melts. She wanted to protect him. He’s never known such love and care. It almost makes him rethink his next sentence. Almost.

“Letting me put my prick in it.” He hardly finishes his sentence before he’s cracking up, immediately wincing in pain and clutching his ribs.