life is way too short to take it slow

Belle's words, as ever, brought a grin to the tiny fae's features. It was good to know that she still had it. That she was still an a-class lover. Pride was something that Iolaire had in abundance. They walked towards the exit and she sighed once the light of the day illuminated their forms. "We don't even need to have sex. Companionship is just as nice." Io was a sucker for a bit of cuddling. She and Belle could stay inside, snuggle all night. Maybe have a meal together. It sounded superb.

Already Iolaire had ideas for their next meeting. She would most likely come back before hand and bring some furs for them to lay upon. Stone was chilly sometimes and they were both dainty ladies, were they not? Date night. That's what they could call it. And Iolaire could lose herself in the woman beside her while the woman beside her lost herself in pleasure. A shudder ran through the slender dame at the anticipation of the whole thing. She loved giving pleasure. Oddly enough, she wasn't much of a fan of receiving it. How that made sense, she didn't know.

Once at the mouth of the cave, she stopped in her tracks. The night was behind them. Their night was behind them. With a sigh, she turned to look at Deathbelle. "Until next time, darling." Leaning forward, she slid her tongue along the fae's lips, tasting her and giving her something to remember her by. Io began to pad away, sliding her side along the other woman's as she went. Her tail caressed Belle's chin lovingly. "I'll see you soon with that surprise."