Le Sifflement du Serpent.

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Bellatrix’s hands were so incredibly silky and smooth as they slid across Lily’s clammy, goose fleshed skin. They slid over her like they were snakes, just like the Snake Bellatrix was. They coiled and slithered and twisted around Lily’s arms, around her waist, around her neck, all over her. Those hands swarmed as much as the hot mouth that pressed savage, impassive kisses seemed to devour.

Lily whimpered as that ravenous mouth clamped down on to her neck and she pressed her forehead against the cold stone wall in the forlorn corridor. God, they shouldn’t have been doing this. Not here, not anywhere. But, fuck, it felt so good. And them being in such open proximity, in plain view of anyone who rounded the corner, made Lily’s cunt ooze with arousal. She knew she shouldn’t have been aroused. She knew that she should have been fighting Bellatrix from her. She knew that Bellatrix hated her as much as she hated Bellatrix. But Bellatrix always lashed out at Lily like a serpent lying in waiting. Every time Lily was cornered, every time Bellatrix moved towards her like a viper and struck with virulent hands and her venomously seductive mouth, Lily could do nothing other than submit and be consumed. Because, as much as she knew that this was dirty, that what she allowed Bellatrix to do to her was wrong, she wanted it. God, she wanted it. She craved it and Bellatrix knew how much Lily craved.

Those warm hands now underneath Lily’s shirt smoothly crept up towards her breasts. Fingers coiled over the shape of them, snaked over the lace of her bra, trekked over her hard, pert nipples. Those hands cupped and squeezed and moulded her breasts. Lily whimpered and gasped louder, pressed her breasts into those bony, seductive hands. Bellatrix suctioned Lily\'s neck harshly causing Lily to writhe and groan, before she pulled her lips away and pressed her face against Lily’s red hair. “Part your legs.” Her quiet voice was like a snake’s hiss. It sent ripples of excitement and fear up Lily’s spine.

“Bellatr—“

“Shut up, you Mudblood cunt!” Fingers and thumbs found her nipples, gripped them like a vice and twisted them. That was one of Bellatrix’s rules: Lily was never to speak. Bellatrix wasn’t interested in hearing the disgusting Gryffindor speak. She wasn’t here to listen to Lily speak. She only wanted to hear the slut moan and groan and shriek like the whore that she was.

Lily bit her trembling lip and squeezed her eyes closed. God, she was so aroused. So fucking aroused. She could feel her juices seeping through her panties and moistening her inner thighs. God, Lily wanted to feel a tongue down there, to feel a finger in her, wanted to feel Bellatrix’s sultry breath heaving over her sex.

Those fingers and thumbs tightened around her painfully erect nipples and Lily let out a loud, sharp gasp. “Part your legs ,” Bellatrix repeated with a venomous spit. She pressed her body harder against Lily’s back and forced the girl against the cold wall. Lily simply nodded and shifted her feet apart. “Good,” Bellatrix breathed before she slowly released Lily’s nipples, to which Lily let out a loud and pained groan as blood flowed back into them. Bellatrix clawed her fingers into Lily’s breasts as she lowered her mouth back down to her neck. God, Lily’s skin tasted so sweet, like sugar, just like the fucking sugary sweet girl the bitch made herself out to be. Lily let out a moan as Bellatrix grazed her teeth across her neck. Teeth felt like fangs. They were so sharp they cut on her skin as if, as if threatening to puncture and penetrate into the muscle and tendons.

The hands abandoned Lily’s breasts abruptly and began to snake back down her stomach. They slithered slowly, so teasingly. As they descended further, Lily’s sex throbbed. God, she was so wet. Her cunt was pulsing. The anticipation of feeling those long fingers sliding into her slick crevice and rubbing over her swollen clit was agonising. She bit down on her lip harder. She was so frustrated. She wanted to speak. She wanted to scream out to Bellatrix, to tell her to make her cum. She was desperate to cum, to feel release, to scream.

The hands moved lower, to Lily’s skirt. Bellatrix brushed her spidery digits over the course material, just over the front of Lily’s crotch, and smiled deviously when Lily gasped quietly. She pulled her mouth from Lily’s neck and pressed her face against her red hair again. “You’re such a slut,” she whispered in that same serpent like hiss. She brushed her fingers across that spot again. Lily swallowed loudly and let out a sharp breath. “Such-“ Her fingers curled over and grasped the fabric of Lily’s skirt; “-a fucking-“ She balled the fabric in her fist; “-slut.” She lifted the skirt up and a gush of cold air swept in between Lily’s damp, sticky thighs. Lily shivered and twitched violently while her sex pulsed hard.

Bellatrix pinned the skirt to Lily’s middle, while her other hand lazily slid down towards Lily’s centre. Lily whimpered and clawed at the wall. She turned her face and pressed her cheek against the cold stone with her eyes clamped shut. Hurry up!, she wanted to scream. Bellatrix could see the arousal. She could smell it. She simply adored how Lily – precious, goody-two-shoes Lily – would become so unglued, such a wanton, easy slut. It made Bellatrix so wet. So fucking wet. If only James knew what a slut his precious Lily was. If only!

Bellatrix continued to move her hand painfully slowly towards Lily’s sex. Her fingertips met the elastic of her panties and she lazily brushed her digits over it. Lily hitched her breath and tensed up a notch. Bellatrix smiled again; a lecherous, twisted smile, and she slid her fingers into Lily’s panties. Slowly, she snaked her hand in deeper until she felt the bristle of Lily’s hair. She toyed with it, coiled her fingers into the curled hair, stroked it, stroked it so lightly that she was barely touching it. But Lily could feel it. Fuck, could she feel it. She squirmed against the wall and sobbed in frustration. She wanted to tell Bellatrix to touch her. God, it was so frustrating not being able to speak!

“Such a slut,” Bellatrix whispered mockingly. “What would James say, hm?” She dipped her hand lower, just a fraction lower. Lily was so warm. So, so warm. She could practically feel Lily’s cunt throbbing. “Does he know you are such a whore, Evans?” Her middle finger slithered into the crease of Lily’s folds very softly. Lily was also so wet. So, so wet.

Lily scratched her nails into the wall and trembled and groaned. She moved her hips forward to press her sex against that fucking teasing finger. Bellatrix instantly moved her hand away. That was another rule Bellatrix had – Lily was never to push. Everything was to go at Bellatrix’s pace. This, after all, was all about control, and Bellatrix had so much control. She had so much control over Lily and she knew it. She had Lily in the palm of her hand and it was so fucking delicious. “Don’t push me!” Bellatrix hissed. Lily let out another sob and nodded again. Bellatrix moved her hand back down and stroked her middle finger over that same spot once again. She could feel how swollen Lily was, how aroused and so incredibly eager the slut was. She dipped her finger in again, deeper, through the folds of her moist outer lips and she knew that Lily was fighting with all her might to stop herself from bucking her hips forward.

But she wasn’t going to let Lily cum like this. No, she wanted to try something new, something she had never done, something she definitely knew precious, goody-two-shoes Lily had never felt. She leaned away from Lily and slowly lowered herself to her knees. The floor was so cold underneath her; the coldness cut into her bony knees the moment they touched the icy surface and she let out a soft hiss. Without letting a moment slip her by, Bellatrix, with her hand still in Lily’s pants, pushed the skirt up over Lily’s buttocks with her other hand and tucked it roughly into her waistband.

Lily kept her cheek mashed against the wall. She was so focused on that hand that was so teasingly close to her centre. She wasn’t really aware of Bellatrix getting to her knees or pulling her skirt up around her hips. Lily just wanted those fingers to probe her and rub her and feel her out and push her to release. She craved it so much.

So, it was no wonder she let out a cry of frustration when Bellatrix pulled her hand away. Lily’s voice echoed loudly, while her cunt throbbed in protest. Bellatrix merely smiled to herself – a wicked, twisted smile – as she curled her long fingers into the elastic of Lily’s pants and tugged them down from the girl’s hips and off her backside and stared feverishly at Lily’s slightly plump, naked white arse. It was perfect, the way it was shaped; so rounded and curved, so soft and so fucking enticing. The skin was the colour of succulent cream; Bellatrix just wanted to lick it, bite it, taste it. Bellatrix moved her hands up to Lily’s buttocks and pressed her fingers into the soft swell of her cheek. She massaged her hands in and watched the buttocks easily shift with her kneading fingers. She was going to enjoy this. She was going to fucking eat Lily. And Lily was going to love every fucking second of it.

Bellatrix slowly parted the buttocks wide enough so that she could see Lily’s puckered hole. Lily let out a loud, sharp whine as cold air rushed into her warm crevice. God, that felt so weird, having her cheeks pulled open like that. She wanted to ask what Bellatrix was doing, why she was…doing whatever she was doing. Lily looked over her shoulder and peered down at Bellatrix. The girl seemed to be looking at her hole. Why would someone want to look at that? “Bellatr-“ she began again.

“Shut up!” Bellatrix spat. She darted her cold eyes from Lily’s hole to meet Lily’s confused eyes and added in a sharp, toxic hiss, “Back against the wall!” Lily obliged instantly and Bellatrix lowered her eyes back down to Lily’s arse. She darted her tongue out and licked it across her crimson upper lip. Slowly, she pulled the girl’s buttocks apart wider and shifted in close. She could smell Lily’s cunt from where she was and wondered if her arse would taste as sweet as her pussy. Bellatrix moved her face in towards Lily’s arse and slid out her tongue. She touched the very tip of it to Lily’s bud and felt the girl in front of her flinch and heard her let out a gasp. Her hole was so much tighter than her cunt; so much drier and harder. She flicked her tongue over the spot again, to which Lily jolted and gasped once more. And then she did it again. And again. And again. And fucking again.

Lily clawed at the wall and moaned, groaned, gasped, mewled each time that hot, sultry tongue touched her there. God, it felt fucking amazing. It made her entire body jolt and her sex quiver like nothing she had ever felt before. She wanted more, wanted more, damn it. She had to stop herself from backing on to Bellatrix’s face to ride that beautifully wicked tongue. But it was hard. So bloody hard!.

Bellatrix snaked her tongue out and slid it over Lily’s entrance with more force. She swirled her tongue around the puckered hole, flicked it out like a serpent, teased Lily’s hole, taunted it until Lily was simply shaking violently against the wall and near tears. Bellatrix prised her cheeks apart further and buried her face in. She lapped at the hole furiously, lapped at it like a cat laps up milk, licked up the length of Lily’s crevice and simply devoured it. Lily just tasted so fucking exquisite.

Lily keened and arched her back as Bellatrix ate her deeper. She moved one hand from the wall and reached behind her to touch Bellatrix’s head. She wanted to grab her hair and tug her face in closer, have that girl so far up her arse that she couldn’t breathe. She was so close, so close to peaking. Her sex was quivering and throbbing frantically. Her clit pulsed and her inner walls shuddered. Everything down there was so alive. She had never, ever felt anything like this.

Lily’s fingers brushed over Bellatrix’s black hair and a hand dashed up and slapped at her. That was another of Bellatrix’s rules: Lily was never to touch her. Anywhere. Ever. Bellatrix didn’t want that revolting Gryffindor touching her. She wasn’t interested in affection. She was only interested in devouring Lily and making Miss Goody-Two Shoes scream out her name, because she knew that’s what she wanted.

Bellatrix growled into Lily’s arse and swiped her tongue over the girl’s crevice again. She dug her fingers in deeper and pushed her face in further, until her nose and her entire chin where embedded between Lily’s buttocks. She circled her tongue around the throbbing hole and finally pushed the tip of it against the entrance. Lily slapped her hand against the wall and gasped out loud as that hot tongue breached her. The walls of Lily’s passage rippled and undulated over Bellatrix’s tongue. She withdrew her tongue and the slid it back in as she suctioned her lips around Lily’s hole. She slid it back out and then back in. Out and in. Out and in. Each time she probed her tongue in, she pushed it a little further, a little deeper.

Lily was losing control. She could feel her hips rocking and her breath growing shorter and shorter, and, oh god, she was going to cum. Oh, god, she was going to cum hard. Her nails dug into the stone wall and she bit her lip so hard she could taste the faintest tang of blood. The tongue, slick and so fucking hot, was bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Oh, god, she was going to cum with Bellatrix’s tongue inside her arse. God, it was so dirty, so wrong but, oh, god, it felt so damn good! Bellatrix thrust her tongue in deeper and suctioned harder, harder and harder, until…until…

Lily arched her back and, oh god, she was cumming. Oh, god, she was cumming like she had never cum in her whole life. She bucked and writhed and cried out and, oh god, that tongue kept going, kept eating her out, kept licking and stroking her. Bellatrix gripped her buttocks tighter and tongue fucked her harder. Lily rutted her hips sharply against the wall and - oh god, don’t stop! Don’t ever stop! - clung to the wall in desperation as she cried out, as her whole body shook with the tumescent orgasm. Her sex flooded with her juices as she kept cumming, oh god she kept cumming. Her moisture trickled down her trembling thighs and, oh god, she didn’t think she would be able to stand of much longer if Bellatrix, oh god, kept this up.

She kept thrusting her tongue in hard and deeply until Lily was sobbing, until Lily was slumped against the wall and panting erratically. Bellatrix slid her tongue out, licked it one last time over Lily’s crevice before she pulled away and moved a hand to wipe away the saliva that had run down her chin. She snatched the hem of Lily’s skirt and yanked it down over her bare backside before she pulled herself from the floor. God, her knees were frozen and stiff and aching so badly.

“Bellatr-“ Lily began in a weak sob.

“Shut up!” Bellatrix hissed again. That was the last rule that she had – Lily was never to talk to her afterwards, nor touch her. Bellatrix wasn’t interested in getting to know prim and proper Lily Evans. She didn’t give a shit about her. And Lily knew that if she didn’t stick to the rules, she wouldn’t get what she yearned for.

Bellatrix wiped the last of the spittle that was over her face, took out a tube of lipstick from her robes, plucked the lid off and smeared the red gloss over her lips. She gave Lily one quick impassive glance and then spun on her heel and stalked off. She never stuck around. Because sticking around meant that she cared, and she didn’t care about anyone, especially Lily Evans. Whatever state that Lily was in, Bellatrix left her like that until the next time that she would strike, like the Snake that she was.

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