when can i see you again

Iolaire accepted every touch. Every nuzzle, every caress, every kiss. Eyes closed from pure content and she gave herself completely to Deathbelle. She was insanely comfortable, and yet she knew sleep would not come. One black ear flicked at the woman's words and the corner of Io's maw twitched upwards in a grin. "Of course. We'll have the next meal together." She wanted to eat with Belle, today it just wasn't in the cards.

The woman launched into her tale, giving some backstory first. Iolaire simply listened with rapt attention though her eyes were still shut. Periodically she would release a rumble in her chest, letting the woman know that she was listening. It was a little surprising that Deathbelle's mother had been a concubine. Normally children that weren't 'pureblood' were thought of as lesser beings. She was glad that the woman had been raised as a true child of her father. If Iolaire had been treated with the same respect, she most likely would have turned into an entirely different creature.

Belle began talking of her master/slave relationship with Sirius and Iolaire's brows drew together momentarily. She was glad that Belle had been good to him, the subject of slavery was just a tender topic for the small woman. She understood that it was their way, but she didn't have to like it. Now Sirius and Zee were free and they would never have to worry about such things. There was word that Sirius continued the practice, but she had yet to see it. Iolaire didn't know how she'd react to the situation when and if it arose.

Iolaire released a rumbling sound of pleasure when Belle leaned in for a kiss. She returned it gladly and rolled to lay flat upon her back, forelegs drawn up to her chest. This way she could see Deathbelle as she told her story. Tired eyes opened again and she prompted the woman to continue.