life is way too short to take it slow
Io
11-06-2019, 04:52 PM
Deathbelle wasn’t shy with her affection to those she trusted, as was evidenced by her easy relationship with Zee. The two women were usually touching when in each other’s company, Belle enjoyed grooming the handmaiden while she rubbed the Empress’s paws. The close company was almost natural for the Klein, and trusting Iolaire was easy. The only wolf she’d been with more intimately was Archon, no wolf alive shared in her body.
She felt herself a little offended as Io’s warm body slipped away from her side. Lilac gaze was shifted to the she wolf’s gentle features as Iolaire gave a light warning and stepped back towards the Empress. Deathbelle’s heart raced in her chest as she pressed her forehead against Io’s soft fur as the small she wolf groomed the vulnerable position. In more ways than one the Vipress asked Belle to trust her, silently she sought out Belle’s vulnerabilities. Instead of laying them bear she was careful to keep them guarded.
Whenever tooth or tongue grazed her skin the Empress felt a jolt of electricity race forth. The feeling was welcome, it was exciting and seemed to jump start the Klein’s broken heart. She sighed softly and leaned into Io’s touch, her skin shivering for much different reasons now. Deathbelle closed her eyes, sighing softly as she tried to forget her troubles. Her paw slipped and she suddenly startled, remembering where she was.
”Not here,” she breathed against Iolaire’s ear. She felt herself eager to continue, but… ”Not where I said my vows.” Belle couldn’t allow the memory to be shifted, especially with someone else. She took a deep breath and pushed herself to her paws before shifting her lilac gaze back to the gold eyes of the vipress. ”Your company is welcome though.” She said softly, her belly fluttering as she reached down hesitantly to brush her nose against Iolaire’s muzzle. ”There is a cave system nearby, we won't be bothered..” Her words a shy suggestion. Dare she say that she felt nervous? Bell had never been with a woman, had never found them attractive. Iolaire was different, and the Empress felt a great need for the small she wolf to be wrapped up in her arms.
She felt herself a little offended as Io’s warm body slipped away from her side. Lilac gaze was shifted to the she wolf’s gentle features as Iolaire gave a light warning and stepped back towards the Empress. Deathbelle’s heart raced in her chest as she pressed her forehead against Io’s soft fur as the small she wolf groomed the vulnerable position. In more ways than one the Vipress asked Belle to trust her, silently she sought out Belle’s vulnerabilities. Instead of laying them bear she was careful to keep them guarded.
Whenever tooth or tongue grazed her skin the Empress felt a jolt of electricity race forth. The feeling was welcome, it was exciting and seemed to jump start the Klein’s broken heart. She sighed softly and leaned into Io’s touch, her skin shivering for much different reasons now. Deathbelle closed her eyes, sighing softly as she tried to forget her troubles. Her paw slipped and she suddenly startled, remembering where she was.
”Not here,” she breathed against Iolaire’s ear. She felt herself eager to continue, but… ”Not where I said my vows.” Belle couldn’t allow the memory to be shifted, especially with someone else. She took a deep breath and pushed herself to her paws before shifting her lilac gaze back to the gold eyes of the vipress. ”Your company is welcome though.” She said softly, her belly fluttering as she reached down hesitantly to brush her nose against Iolaire’s muzzle. ”There is a cave system nearby, we won't be bothered..” Her words a shy suggestion. Dare she say that she felt nervous? Bell had never been with a woman, had never found them attractive. Iolaire was different, and the Empress felt a great need for the small she wolf to be wrapped up in her arms.
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.