the place below hell

Deathbelle leaned back against Hannibal’s form, while she hadn’t felt like she’d caught back up on her sleep since they were born, at least she had Hanni’s help in caring for them. She was lucky to have him beside her, she knew his past relationships were nothing similar to what the two of them shared now. She felt safe, and even if she was still so tired, she was comfortable and happy beside him. A small smile played on her dark lips as they lay together enjoying the little family they made.

His gentle affections roused her from slumber, but she drifted in and out of bliss easily. These moments would be some she would cherish close to her heart. Especially when things inevitably became difficult again. She sighed softly as wakefulness took hold of her more tightly, the sounds of the newborns nursing contentedly and Hannibal’s soft touch. She didn’t move her head from his paws but she stirred lightly and pressed herself against him more tightly. ”How are you feeling, Dad?” Deathbelle asked dreamily, not even opening her lilac gaze.