what if you and me

Zee’s form rose slowly up out of the pile of furs Sirius kept for her, Belle felt her loneliness grasp her tightly again. Her servant’s quickness helped her from wallowing too deeply in it as jealousy could have easily reared its head. The Empress still felt her tears gently fall down her cheeks as Zee greeted her quietly and with concern. Her affection wasn’t withheld and Belle felt herself grateful for the physical touch. She leaned into Zee’s nuzzle and tried to breathe so she might explain herself to her servant.

Instead of her carefully thought out words Belle could only manage a quick sob as she gave in and stopped trying. Zee was no stranger to her ugly side, and Belle’s walls quickly crumbled. She did regain control of her voice enough to explain herself. ”There’s no emergency.” She whispered back, aiming to press her chest against Zee’s and lay her head against the woman’s neck. ”I couldn't sleep.. I..” Whenever she did eventually fall asleep she was plagued with nightmares that wouldn’t stop. ”I need someone to hold me.” Her whispered was quiet but her shame could be heard through it.

Deathbelle was trying so hard to be strong for her children, and their half siblings, she was neglecting her own emotional needs. Sirius had helped, letting his blood had cooled her fire but the emptiness she felt couldn’t be cured with tooth and claw. She needed loved and comforted, especially with the hole Archon left. He was the one supposed to take up that position.