Barbara the Belonging

The Resurrection and Possession of Arrrghhh

After they were dismissed from the throne room, they finally got a moment to themselves.

The two advisers climbed to the highest part of the Darklands, a place where they could have some peace and quiet.

A place where they can have some privacy.

"I hope you don't plan on keeping me here for long. I'm supposed to watch over the Trollhunter." Luceña spoke with a cheeky tone, and Dictatious took her two of her hands.

His other two hands reach up to cup his partner's cheeks.

"Oh, I don't plan to, but I wished I could." He replied slyly and leaned towards her, bumping foreheads together.

"Well, I hope you keep your word, or else Gunmar will be upset. And as of now, he isn't in a patient mood."

Dictatious scoffs and gently backs her up a wall and his lower hands grab a hold of her hips.

He buries his nose in her long wild hair, smelling her irresistible scent and softly nips her ear.

"I rather not make the Underlord furious. But I cannot resist your delectable beauty. I must have a taste." He whispered in her ear, making her shiver with arousal.

"Greedy, are we? Although, I don't mind. I do miss your touch, and it has been quite some time since we had time to ourselves." Luceña spoke back and wrapped two arms around his shoulders, and the other two sneaked underneath his cloak to sensually rub his chest.

The two trolls began sharing their intimacy, Luceña giggling when the other found a ticklish area.

Dictatious always enjoyed making her laugh at any moment he could get, as the sound of her laughter was like music to his ears.

He nuzzles her neck and lightly gives her a lick.

After a few minutes go by, Luceña had a thought, and it spoiled the mood for herself.

She frowns and gently nudges her partner away, which he wasn't aware that she wanted him to stop until she uttered his name.

"Dictatious, please."

The green troll stopped smothering her with his affections and noticed her uneasy expression, and he became worried.

"Is something wrong, my love?" He questions.

She remained quiet, hesitant to speak, but she took a deep breath and replied.

"I had a thought. Whether Gunmar manages to break the Trollhunter, or somehow... her allies do come to rescue her. What if we somehow come across..."

Without even mentioning him by name, Dictatious furrowed his brow and sighed.

He cups her chin and tilts her head to face him.

"If my brother does show himself, he will realize that things are different now. Our past relations and memories no longer exists anymore. We are loyal to Gunmar because with him, he will grant us freedom, and we can finally have a life together."

To be free from the Darklands and to finally live with her love of her life without any worry is a dream come true.

For centuries, she wanted to be happy with her partner and to one day build a family of her own.

It is a comforting thought, one that made her smile.

However, the thought of abandoning Blinkous just to live that life left an awful pit in her stomach. But, her chances of reuniting with her old flame are long gone now.