murky waters

Deathbelle was only slightly frightened of the potential rejection that Magnus might put her through. Their closeness was key and as she spoke she thought she felt him relax against her. He returned her affectionate kiss, making obvious how much he wanted this from her as well. Belle wasn’t even sure he would answer her, but as the words and promise fell from his lips she knew. This was what the two of them had been waiting for. The relief she felt when she knew he was alive, losing herself so easily when she thought that he’d left her just like everyone else…

This time she was given no time to reply as she let herself become clay in his paws. Magnus pressed closer, and teased her suggestively as he offered his teeth and finished with the passion of his kiss. Deathbelle felt her heart race like she was young once more. She grinned through their kiss and gladly took his gift. She only regretted she could not give him a whole heart in return. He would be the one to fill the holes, she had to believe or the delicate structure that was left would fully fall apart.

”What else can I have?” She teased him, trying not to let herself think too heavily on the state of herself. They were both alive and here, and Deathbelle had already made enough mistakes in her life, she wouldn’t make the one of letting him go.