Whispers at Witching Hour

Chapter 59* (Part I)

This is going to be a three-part chapter where the songs are very specifically picked (they always are) to set the mood and its gradient. And it's quite emotional and dear to me despite the smut. 

Also: This song really slaps! And suits Zelda so well. 

Part 1 | Musical inspiration: Black Velvet – Alannah Myles  

After some more tears and some more pep-talk, they had managed to change locations and were now in Zelda's bedroom at the Academy, leaned back in the two chairs around the small round coffee table opposite each other, wine glasses in hands.

Zelda alternated taking a sip with pulling on her cigarette, all back to her composed self and Lilith watched her, wondering how her lady could go from being in bits to posing as the fucking supreme in a few minutes. She admired her for it. Even if Lilith rarely found herself wallowing, if she did, it took ages for her to recover. But that was just who Zelda Spellman was, had to be, she supposed.

"What are you looking at?", Zelda asked locking eyes with hooded lids.

"Just my beautiful First Lady", Lilith smirked, and Zelda blew some smoke in the air, "Was thinking about our night at the volcano... How come I've never heard you sing before?"

Zelda tapped on her cig with her index finger, ash falling but vanishing into thin air before it could hit the ground. She was pleased to see not all her magic had left her yet.

"I don't usually sing for 'fun' or entertainment", she stated calmly, eyes roaming Lilith's body.

"And why is that?"

The witch sighed, having known her demoness would not be satisfied with the answer.

"I don't like talking about it, so I'll make it short: I stopped when my mother died."

"Because you miss her when you do?"

"No, because I don't like thinking about her. She was a bitch", she took a sip, "But we used to sing and play together. My only good memories of her. However, it doesn't make up for the things she's put us through."

"Sorry to hear."

Zelda waved it off, shaking her head and took another sip from her wine, emptying her glass. They were already halfway through the second bottle.

"Well, at least I can benefit from your skilled fingers thanks to her. Always wondered how you got so adept." Lilith let her hand slide over her own thigh, delighted to see Zelda's eyes follow her hand's movements.

As she saw Lilith's eyes darken in arousal, Zelda got up but swayed a little, realising she might have had a little more to drink than she had thought. She walked over to Lilith as gracefully as possible and sat down on her lap painfully slowly, straddling her and traced the demoness' collarbone with her fingertips making her hum softly.

Lilith closed her eyes and delved into the feeling of Zelda's supple thighs wrapped around hers, her hand about to wander to the redhead's hips but then she stopped.

"Zelds... You sure you can do this?"

The witch cupped her face with both hands and pressed a wet kiss on her mouth, humming a muffled "Yes" in between kisses.

"But you're drunk and... I don't want you to faint if I touch you", Lilith voiced her concerns, not feeling very comfortable with the idea of having their first time after Faustus with a drunk Zelda.

"I'm not drunk", she argued, continuing her kisses along Lilith's jawline, "And I won't, promise."

The demoness exhaled audibly, thinking "As if she could control it" but gave in to her lover's advances. She had missed her so much, missed touching these curves and their porcelain skin. Cautiously, she let her hands glide onto Zelda's hips, relieved when the ginger seemed to be fine with it.

She gave her flesh a little squeeze to which Zelda responded with a light groan against the demoness' neck. Lilith's hands roamed over her witch's back to her shoulder blades and down to her waist again, careful not to overdo the touching for now. As Zelda noticed Lilith's cheeks and chest blushing in anticipation, she retracted from her, one hand on the base of her skull, the other on her chin, brushing her thumb over the demoness' mouth, biting her own bottom lip.

Lilith could go crazy every time she did that, could feel her own breathing hitch at the view alone and was tempted to pull at Zelda's collar, but her lover was faster and tore her burgundy blouse open in a swift motion. She really must be drunk, Lilith concluded, sure Zelda would never destroy a fine piece of clothing with a clear mind.

She let Zelda take control and did not regret it once the ginger bent down to trail kisses along the top of her breasts as well as on the "Z" carved into the skin, looking more like a tattoo due to the black blood that seemed to glow under her touch. Her nipples stiffened immediately underneath her bra, begging for attention.

Zelda tutted sassily upon her fingers finding them through the fabric and pulled it down to free one of Lilith's boobs from their restraining, tickling her lightly to make goosebumps rise on her lover's skin. She straightened up again to latch her mouth onto Lilith's once more, needing her tongue against hers, stroking each other and battling for dominance at the same time.

Zelda cupped both Lilith's breasts at once, making her moan into her mouth and slide her own hand down Zelda's abdomen, bothered by the clothes she was still wearing. She wanted to feel her, but as she tried to tug on her top, Zelda stopped her.

"Uh-uh, first you'll come for me, then you'll get your reward", she breathed in her ear and travelled her own hand down Lilith and under the hem of her skirt and panties, eliciting a melodic "Mhhh..." from the demoness once she reached her destination.

"Naughty little demon; already soaked", she commented, making Lilith blush even more.

She held onto Zelda's waist, trying to feel as much of her as possible through her clothing, craving skin-on-skin contact as Zelda flicked her finger through her slit. "Mhhhhhh... Zelda... Shouldn't we get rid of these?", she suggested breathlessly, pointing towards her bottom clothing.

Zelda pinched her clit in response, a mischievous grin on her face, Lilith arching into her, gasping. But the witch had no mercy and continued playing with the sensitive bundle of nerves, twisting, circling and tugging, watching her lover squirm underneath her.

"No need, you won't last long anyway" Her sultry voice sent a flutter to Lilith's lower regions Zelda could not have missed.

She felt her hips bucking against her hand and own centre, aching for her magical fingers to intensify their ministrations. So, the redhead shifted her weight more on Lilith's torso, pressing the curvatures of her bust against the demoness' and slipped her hand further into her lover's panties, fingertips circling her dripping entrance.

Although the little space she had to work proved difficult, the closeness and limitation made the act even hotter somehow. Lilith agreed silently, trying to spread her legs against the confinement of her tights and the chair to give Zelda more access, but she did not need to. The witch's slim digits found their way into her, wasting no time and curling to hit her G-spot with a precision that was out of this world. Lilith could not do anything but scream in pleasure, throwing her head back over the backrest of the chair.

Zelda shut her up with a wet, openmouthed kiss and was amazed by how much she enjoyed this unusual position. She was practically lying on Lilith who was sitting in the chair, her arm reaching down between their bodies, trapped by them, so she could not move much more than her hand, which was enough to make her lover shudder underneath her with every thrust and flick.

Lilith had wrapped her arms tightly around Zelda's waist by now, clinging to her as if she was going to fall if she let go. Rapture was crashing down by her wave after wave until she reached her high crying her lover's name when Zelda shoved her two fingers deep inside her for one hard last time.

"Heaven, I've missed you!", Lilith panted in utter bliss after her delicious orgasm and Zelda chuckled amused by her lover's remark, leaning down slowly to fuse their mouth's once again, sucking and nibbling.