a single strand on the tapestry

Deathbelle enjoyed teasing Hannibal as her tail bumped against him gentle. She offered him an amused grin as he growled playfully at her antics. However much her behavior was inappropriate to the conversation they carried out. She decided not to linger on her actions and told him the truth. Her bright gaze returned to him as he looked to her belly as well. He didn't lose his eager stare, but she thought she saw a jealousy within. Belle perked one light colored brow as he praised her actions.

Despite his light words Belle could feel the tension build within him. Her ivory tail rose and fell against him again as he fixed her with his dual toned gaze. It was dangerous, but Belle had never been afraid of her brother. His look only caused her to feel a thrill of excitement up her spine. Knowing he felt jealousy over the Abraxas titan made her whole body tingle. He leaner over as he congratulated her, his ravenous tongue sneaking a kiss from her ebon lips. ”Your nieces and nephews,” she corrected, a dangerous look gleaming in her own eye. ”Will be raised in Ashen.” She confirmed, Archon would have had to fight them away from her grasp to get them anywhere else.

The Empress shifted slightly, moving herself closer to his form. Her skin burned and she ached for his touch. The sun was beginning to show through the trees more heavily, and Belle could feel the length of the night wearing on her. She pushed herself to her feet with an elegant grace and put her teeth to Hannibal’s ear teasingly as she bid him to follow her into the den she’d prepared for herself.