Whispers at Witching Hour

Chapter 51*

Ok, this is so bad and weird, I apologise in advance.

Musical inspiration: Buttons – The Pussycat Dolls

Lilith was minding her business in the throne room at Pandemonium when a vortex of smoke and fire materialised right in front of her. The guards immediately rushed to the intruder and striked them down with their thin blades in a perfectly choreographed motion that slid the intruder's throat open within a blink, blood spurting from the cut.

Problem was, as the Queen turned around to see who had been disturbing her quiet contemplation, she realised it was Zelda who was now bleeding to death right in front of her. Her jaw dropped, eyes wide and she lifted the skirt of her dress to run down the stairs to Zelda.

When she reached her the witch was just about to collapse and Lilith wrapped her hand around her throat and squeezed to stop the bleeding, hissing at the guards to back off.

"Zelda! I- I've got this! I'm Queen of Hell I can fix this!"

The redhead's hands chaotically grabbed her torso as she collapsed, but Lilith held the wound closed and cushioned her fall, bringing her to lie on the ground gently. Lilith straddled her and had both her hands on her throat, when she threw her head back and closed her eyes to mutter a spell that would seal the wound, praying it was not too late.

Zelda was drenched in blood, her head red from the pressure Lilith was applying on her carotis and watery eyes popping out. Gladly, Lilith felt the wound under her touch close and released the witch from her grasp.

For a moment they just stared at each other, Zelda catching her breath and Lilith let her eyes travel along the witch's blood-stained jawline, throat, and chest. She blushed as she noticed how it somehow turned her on. Being a demoness, dripping blood had always been a turn-on, as inappropriate as it was in the light of her lover barely escaping death.

Her nostrils flared as she let her hand roam over Zelda's body, tracing the skin with her fingers, not caring about dipping into the blood. She watched her fingers' movements and when she reached Zelda's bosom with the tip, she brought it up to her mouth and licked the blood off it.

Zelda underneath her had regained her strength thanks to Lilith's healing spell and was unsure what to think about the scene above her. But as she watched her, recognising the familiar expression of arousal on the demoness' face, thinking was out of the question, and she pulled Lilith down with her hand around her neck to kiss her passionately.

Lilith was all in now, dragging her teeth across Zelda's jawline to ultimately bite her bottom lip, while Zelda's chest heaved up. She inserted her tongue into the other woman's mouth without even asking for permission, kissing her open mouth with burning desire. Her hand slid along her neck, picking up the blood and smearing it everywhere her hand went.

Zelda had no chance to process what was happening to her, but felt the arousal pool in her core, ready and willing to let the demoness do to her whatever she wanted to. The blood mixed with Lilith's lipstick on her skin as the brunette sucked and licked on every inch of her neck.

Suddenly, her blouse was ripped off her and tossed away, accompanied by a breathless "It's ruined anyway". With Lilith on top of her, her hips buckled against a strong resistance, needing more contact. When Lilith finally released her from her hungry kisses, Zelda whined in between her panting: "Do it, do me right here, I need you so bad."

Lilith threw her upper body down, crashing on her chest making her gasp as her legs were moving around her hips, her center rubbing against hers, breasts pressing against each other almost too much, Lilith's elbows on each side next to her head. All she could feel was Lilith, on every inch of her body, grinding against hers.