Absolution

Deathbelle half expected Io to make her stop her gentle grooming. The Empress reversed her role completely, she wasn’t the one to wash feet she had her paws washed for her. Licking Io’s tiny toes was relaxing though, and she was brought a great peace as the she wolf shifted to groom her dual toned ears. The silence was welcome as Belle focused herself entirely on Iolaire. Her subtle floral scent, her warmth, the softness of her fur, Deathbelle memorized every bit.

She finished cleaning her dainty paws and sighed softly against her as the two held each other close. Belle stilled her heart as the truth was easier to see without the fog of ecstasy. She had to hold onto her silver marked love while she was able. The end of the night was beautiful, the moon managed to peek through the ash and it filtered lightly into their cavern as the stream gurgled gently in the background. Deathbelle felt her exhaustion, but fought the feeling to stay awake with Io.

The Empress shifted so she might hold Iolaire closer to her chest. As the woman ended the silence Belle leaned forward to kiss her nose lovingly. She trailed those kisses up to Io’s onyx ear and nuzzled her as she held her close. She promised good change, which was a welcome difference to the catastrophic change Io helped heal her from. This bliss would not last.

”You are my good change.” Deathbelle whispered, her thoughts far from Hannibal. ”I hope you’re right. Ashen needs some fortune.” She moved from Io’s ear to nuzzling into her silver furred neck. She took in a deep breath of Io’s sweet scent and held her closer she was reminded of their finite time together. She didn’t want to see the sun in the morning.