when can i see you again

Deathbelle felt like she had been given a precious gift, Io told her about the difficult past she endured, but also offered up real emotion. The Empress felt vulnerable with her, but also that she could trust her and be unguarded. Having someone to show her weaknesses to and not worry about judgement or being hurt. She didn’t have to be an Empress in front of Iolaire. That didn’t help her nerves any, or her ability to speak fluidly.

She didn’t miss the grin that overcame her as she caused Deathbelle’s words to skip. The Klein goddess felt her face grow flush, but Io was quickly beside her and she was distracted by the stolen kiss. Belle grinned back and felt herself relax back into the furs. She was again taken off guard with the question, if she was honest with herself she hadn’t wanted to think of the future. Iolaire was spontaneous, their relationship unpredictable, but her presence divine.

”I don’t know. I’m not very good at relationships.” She and Sirius were a mess, her husband was killed, Hannibal was gone. She couldn’t keep hold of anyone she held dear. ”I’m afraid.” She admitted, laying her head at Io’s chest. ”I’m afraid if we quantify it I will just lose you like all of the others.” Her skin prickled uncomfortably at the thought and she felt tears threaten to spill out. She leander her features into Iolaire’s soft fur, trying to breathe her in and instill the moment forever.