when the moon fell in love with the sun

She wasn’t thinking about the eventual end of their time together, the end of their tiny retreats to the cavern. She couldn’t. They it together perfectly and knowing that she couldn’t make it real only served to pull her down. She had to make herself focus on the here and now. On the lovely Iolaire. Maybe they would talk further about what was going on between them eventually but if there was one thing Deathbelle wanted to put off it was that. The moment was perfect and she’d live in it forever if she had to.

Laughter bubbled up in Io’s chest, but Deathbelle knew very well it was not in any way malicious. She was joyed at the offer and Belle felt her confident smile return as her love pulled her into a tighter embrace. The Empress watched eagerly as the dainty she wolf adorned her gift, miraculously the piece seemed to fit perfectly. Deathbelle felt her heart leap as she witness another sign of the perfection of the pair of them together. Even when things were forced into ending between them the women would always have a bangle close to their hearts.

Belle giggled shyly in response to her assessment of the jewelry and her flame beside her. Ivory tail flicked at her hips in amusement as Io shifted and took the Empress’s delicate limb carefully. With grace the second bangle was placed just as perfectly as the first. The distressed copper was a beautiful contrast against her dark fur. They would forever have a physical connection to one another.

”Thank you for this.” She replied suggestively while aiming to wrap Iolaire in her grasp and bring her closer for an intimate embrace. Deathbelle didn’t withhold her obvious affection, their time was limited and the Empress wouldn’t squander the precious moments. Wanting nothing more than to lose herself in the dark woman Belle couldn’t help but to kiss her eagerly, they’d been apart for too long. Iolaire seemed to be the cure to her heart and the Empress was desperate for another dose.

Though eager to be explored by her paramour again she shifted her muzzle nearer to Io’s dark ear. ”What have you been doing these last few days, my dark dove?” Politely she returned the question with similar interest. She didn’t just adore their closeness, she wanted to know what the Armada healer did when they were prevented from being together.