just one night couldn't be so wrong

She wondered for a moment if he believed her, maybe he did, maybe he didn’t. In the end it didn’t matter. They were two strangers that found each other at the right moment and Deathbelle embraced the spontaneity of their encounter. He played along, even if she hadn’t quite convinced him and Belle grinned in response. Lament returned her words, vowing to be her fire as long as she remained the coals. Together. Deathbelle felt for a moment that the night might be too short, but the yearning for the present kept her fixated.

She arched her back as she felt the warmth of his stomach against her spine. He set her skin on fire as he had promised and flames brewed between them. Ivory tail wrapped tighter to her hip as he pressed against her and Deathbelle gave herself to him fully. She would easily get lost in the bliss of him and the gentle whisper of love at her ear. Lament brought ecstasy where frustration had made its home. She wanted nothing but him.
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