Absolution

Iolaire took all authority over the Empress, but Belle found being rebellious as enjoyable as submissive and in their many hours together she took on both roles. Io took her to places she never knew existed, and Deathbelle treasured every moment as she felt the finality in the act. Iolaire easily carved her place in Belle’s misshapen heart, and her passion and love would never be forgotten.

The Empress was settled in a euphoric daze when Io took to the stream. The Klein goddess embraced her exhaustion and craved the closeness of the one responsible for her state. Her breath was quick and her heart hammered in her chest. Dainty paws were curled on her chest as her head fell to the side and lilac gaze watched her dainty lover. She hated to invoke thoughts of the future, but she couldn’t help but wonder if this was the last night to be spent in the hallowed halls.

Her breathing steadied as she watched Iolaire quietly, her own thoughts deep and convoluted. Still, she rolled herself to her side so she would be closer to Io as she lay herself onto the fur bed. Silently Belle leaned over to join Io in grooming her ivory tipped paws. Deathbelle was humbled before Io many times, being vulnerable with her had become easy. Pink tongue slid over tiny paws carefully as she dwelled in the memories made here instead of the uncertain future they faced.