Absolution

While Iolaire was eager for privacy, Deathbelle took her time. She moved teasingly slow, causing the smaller dame to roll her eyes playfully, head shaking in accompaniment. When Belle did finally begin to move, she nibbled upon one obsidian ear. Io gave a mock growl, but moved along beside the woman easily. They both knew where they were going.

Once within the cave, their cave, Belle settled onto the pile of furs. After placing her pack to the side, she settled down as well, resting her slender frame against her lover. She gave a soft groan, having just remembered something. "I made you a gift but I left it back with the Armada." She shook her head and then nosed into her pack to pull out a small oval wrapped in leaves. "I can give you your other gift though." She placed the small wrapped parcel before Deathbelle. One ear flicked and the lady's head tilted a bit. "I had to use the other one when Zee talked me into taking a bath." Inside the parcel would be a small bar of homemade soap that was lightly scented with herbs and hyacinth. She'd crafted the cleaner herself, of course. The other present that she'd left behind, she would just have to bring later.

Both ears flicked forward as she waited for the woman to open the gift. She did hope that Belle liked it. If she didn't enjoy the fragrance, she could always make something different.