Author's Notes: Written for Forum Birthday Challenge #15 on xoxLewrahxox's Bellatrix Lestrange: The Dark Lord's Most Faithful forum.
Write a drabble using strange metaphors
"You're… so beautiful," Narcissa whispered, melting against Rodolphus as his fingers slid in and out of her body.
"How beautiful?" he purred, and she could almost hear him smirking.
"You're… you're… the sun…"
There was a slight pause, and then Rodolphus said, "Pardon?"
"You're… mm… you're beautiful, like the sun…" Narcissa trailed off awkwardly.
"Large and round and I'll burn your eyes out if you look at me?" he teased.
"Rod…" she whined. "It's not fair for you to expect me to think when you're sticking your fingers inside me…"
"Then perhaps we shouldn't talk too much during sex," he laughed, and kissed her.