Absolution

Deathbelle started to have difficulty keeping her lavender gaze opened. Exhaustion still gripped hold of her tightly and she wouldn’t be able to fight it forever no matter how long she wanted the night to last. Kissing Iolaire felt good, and knowing they could be sharing one of their last Belle didn’t hold her emotions back. Io changed her, and would forever be deeply cared for.

She pressed against Io’s snow tipped paw as she placed it on her cheek, she smiled but couldn’t hide the tiredness of her features. ”Good. I won't hesitate to bother you.” She teased lightly as she was pulled closer, and the Empress clung back tightly to her love. A tired but content sigh left her as the large fur was pulled over her thin frame and Io led the way to sleep. She kissed the sweet woman in her arms as she brushed her lips against Belle’s dark muzzle.

”Good night, dearest. Sweet dreams.” She whispered back as Iolaire curled against her chest. Deathbelle wrapped her neck over the woman’s head and settled herself comfortably. Her eyes slipped closed and moments later blissful sleep took hold.