Absolution

Iolaire had a talent of causing butterflies to swarm in Deathbelle’s slim stomach. The tiny woman’s teeth grazed lightly over her jaw, but a bit harder at her words. Belle grinned widely at the silent warning, Debating the consequences while continuing. Io held her tighter, a more comforting hug instead of the suggestive motions of a moment earlier. Belle didn’t lie when she told her about the horses, or how she would turn over the ends of the earth for Iolaire’s benefit. She closed her eyes and pressed against the comforting touch. Together, but on a different path. There was no telling how long their intimacy may last.

Words of love were whispered back, and they had to be enough for the heartbroken Queen. They faced an uncertain future in many ways, but no matter what Deathbelle was sure she would cherish deeply the memories made with the dark healer. The way it was so easy to be together, how easily she took hold and tried to mend her heart, the sublime way she could make Belle’s toes curl.

The Empress leaned forward and kissed her lover softly, aiming to bring her lilac star to her golden green orbs. ”Come with me,” She offered suggestively, but not making a move to bring herself to her feet. She wasn’t quite ready to let go. ”Let's enjoy the time we have together.” The thrill of doing the act here was almost tempting enough to remain in the open, but the last thing she needed was one of her children stumbling upon such a sight. ”Privately.” Belle giggled quietly into Io’s dark ear. Sometimes she wasn’t sure if she wasn’t still a love struck yearling with how Io made her feel.