just one night couldn't be so wrong

The Klein she wolf didn’t know what came over her this night, a culmination of bottled emotions that would have eventually overflowed? She shouldn’t have submitted to her desires then, but there didn’t seem to be any harm in doing so now. Lament was a mystery to her, he was dark and unexpected. Belle didn’t know how much she needed him until he’d appeared beside her. He was attentive to her, and she could feel as though she owned his attention. Like there wasn’t another wolf in the world that he would rather be holding tightly to.

The whole world was forgotten as he kissed her, Deathbelle couldn’t feel the sadness or the guilt. Excitement erupted within her as he pressed himself close to her in a silent promise, his love freely given. She hissed lightly as he shifted to her ear and grabbed hold of her much more suggestively as he softly phrased his question. ”Yes.” She whispered back, her voice whining softly as her heart threatened to beat through her chest. The wounds were forgotten with Lament’s tender kisses and warm embrace.

”Tell me your name.” She asked as her pearly teeth nibbled at his jaw in anticipation. The sweet grin playing at the corners of her lips appeared naturally as she shed the weight of her burdens for their night.