She moves to smother the woman beneath her, forces Bellatrix into grinding harshly against her sex. Alecto exhales into the sound of squirming bodies and sweltering heat, forces herself to push up and then pull back. The rhythm she forms is harsh and unforgiving, and if Bellatrix needs air then she does not bother Alecto about it. She can have her air when Alecto has finally finished, and not before.