Moments in Time: A Collection of One Shots

5. Eternal Embrace (girlxgirl)

Hecate’s POV

The crypt was silent, the air thick with the scent of decay and ancient magic. My sanctuary, hidden from the world above. Here, I was the master of death, a lich bound to my phylactery, eternally vigilant. Yet, tonight, a strange restlessness had taken hold of me. My bones ached with a yearning I hadn't felt in centuries.

I moved through the shadows, my skeletal fingers brushing against the cold stone walls. The silence was broken by the soft patter of footsteps. Intruders were rare, and only one being had the audacity to disturb my realm.

“Ravenna,” I whispered, my voice echoing through the crypt.

She emerged from the darkness, her golden eyes gleaming with a predatory glint. Her lithe form was shrouded in shadows, but I could sense the power radiating from her. A werecat, as wild and untamed as the night itself.

“Hecate,” she purred, her voice a sultry melody. “You summoned me?”

“Yes,” I replied, my gaze locking onto hers. “There’s something I need to understand.”

She tilted her head, her eyes narrowing in curiosity. “And what might that be?”

I stepped closer, the air crackling with the energy between us. “This... connection. This bond we share. It defies reason.”

A slow smile spread across her lips. “Not everything can be explained by logic, lich. Some things are felt.”

Her words stirred something deep within me, a longing I had long denied. “I have felt many things, but this is different. You are different.”

She closed the distance between us, her breath warm against my cold, lifeless skin. “Then let me show you,” she whispered, her lips brushing against mine.

Ravenna’s POV

Kissing Hecate was like tasting the void—dark, infinite, and inexplicably alluring. Her touch sent shivers down my spine, a stark contrast to the usual warmth I sought in my human and feline forms. Yet, there was a strange comfort in her cold embrace, a promise of eternity.

I pulled back, my eyes searching hers. “Why did you call me here, Hecate? Truly?”

She hesitated, a rare vulnerability flashing in her ancient eyes. “Because you make me feel alive. For centuries, I have walked this world alone, bound to my duty. But with you, there’s something more.”

Her confession struck a chord deep within me. As a werecat, I thrived on independence, but with Hecate, I found myself longing for connection. “You make me feel things I thought I’d lost,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper.

She cupped my face with her skeletal hands, her touch surprisingly gentle. “Then let’s not deny it any longer.”

I nodded, surrendering to the magnetic pull between us. We stood there, in the heart of her crypt, wrapped in an embrace that defied the boundaries of life and death.

Hecate’s POV

Her warmth seeped into my bones, a stark contrast to the cold emptiness that usually defined my existence. I had been a lich for so long, the concept of warmth, of life, was almost foreign. But with Ravenna, it felt... natural.

We moved together, our bodies entwining in a dance as old as time. Her kisses were fierce, her touch electric. She brought me to life in ways I had long forgotten. Each caress, each whisper, ignited a fire within me that I thought had been extinguished centuries ago.

“I never thought I’d find someone like you,” I murmured against her lips.

She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You were just waiting for the right cat to come along.”

I laughed, a sound that echoed through the crypt, startling me with its unfamiliarity. “Indeed.”

We spent the night wrapped in each other’s arms, lost in a world where time held no meaning. For the first time in centuries, I felt truly alive. With Ravenna, I found a sense of peace, of belonging.

Ravenna’s POV

As dawn approached, I lay beside Hecate, our bodies tangled together. Her cold skin pressed against mine, a constant reminder of our differences. Yet, in those moments, our differences felt insignificant. We were two souls bound by a love that transcended the boundaries of life and death.

“I have to go,” I whispered, my voice heavy with reluctance.

She nodded, her eyes reflecting the same sadness I felt. “I know. But promise me you’ll return.”

I pressed a kiss to her forehead, lingering on the cool, smooth surface. “I promise.”

With a final, lingering kiss, I shifted into my feline form, sleek and powerful. I bounded out of the crypt, the first rays of dawn casting long shadows on the ground. As I disappeared into the forest, I couldn’t help but glance back. Hecate stood at the entrance, a solitary figure bathed in the pale light of dawn.

I knew our love was unconventional, fraught with challenges. But in a world where the supernatural and the mundane collided, we had found something rare and beautiful. And for that, I was willing to fight.

Hecate’s POV

Watching Ravenna leave was a pain I hadn’t anticipated. My heart, long thought dead, ached with longing. But I knew she would return. Our bond was too strong, too profound to be severed by mere distance.

I retreated into the crypt, my sanctuary now feeling empty without her presence. But the memories of our night together lingered, warming me from the inside out. For centuries, I had been content with my solitude, my power. But now, I had something more, something worth cherishing.

As I settled back into my throne of bones, I closed my eyes and let the memories wash over me. I could still feel her touch, hear her laughter. And in those moments, I felt truly alive.

I had found love in the most unexpected of places, with a being who was as wild and untamed as the night itself. And I knew, deep in my bones, that we were destined to be together. No matter the challenges, no matter the obstacles, we would find a way.

For love, true love, was worth any price.

The End