Her mouth hung open, dry and sticky, hands at her side jittering and clenching while Bellatrix continued Her ministrations. Her mind couldn’t understand what He was offering her, wasn’t sure if any of it was real, but she would agree. There was never once a question of that. She would do anything and everything that could keep her floating between the two of Them. Anything to keep her heart pumping and pulse racing, head far above the clouds as They stood below her. Or beside her; she wasn’t very picky after so many years around Them.