Bound || A Twilight Fanfic

Chapter 10

Ruby had delighted in succulent meals. The village was not short on outstanding cooks, but Bea had the most delectable taste that had ever passed across her tongue. She was a meal she could live off of for the rest of her life and be satisfied with until the end of time. Her tongue explored her entrance and her folds, memorizing every sensation of her skin with only one group of muscles. It was a talent she had mastered over the years, and her greatest masterpiece had been Beatrice's body. The one thing Ruby had always wanted to give Bea was everything. There was nothing she could have asked for that the witch would have found impossible to give her. All except when she asked her to leave her.

Yale had always been in her plans—it had been her dream. But the second Beatrice had asked her to go and live a life without her, she wanted to throw it all away. Ruby couldn't imagine a world without Bea, much less a world where she couldn't love her anymore. Even if it had to be in secret, hidden from the rest of the world, she had planned for a future where her best friend lived and grew by her side.

Still, the universe gave her a horrible hand. Not only was she forced to live forever as everyone she knew and loved aged and died around her, but she was meant to do it without Beatrice. For the rest of time, she would be forced to live knowing there would come a time when she would no longer have the love of her life walking the earth with the face she had fallen for.

But that night? Oh, that night, none of it mattered. Bea was in Ruby's arms, right where she belonged. They were in the room they had grown in, where they had fallen in love... where they had parted ways. It was the place where something beautiful had blossomed, and it still lived—blooming and very much alive. "Just for tonight," she smiled at the woman in her grasp. "You're all mine, my darling. All mine."

"Yes. Yes!" Bea exclaimed before crashing her lips onto hers. "That's all I want."

"Consider this your wedding present," she grinned as she placed a hand on the woman's chin. "I didn't have much time to get anything for the happy couple."

"No more wedding talk, I beg of you. Tonight is about you and me."

"Then let's pretend," Ruby smiled, using her fingers to trace Beatrice's features. "In some other universe, some other timeline, tonight is our wedding night. I saw you in your beautiful white gown this morning, so radiant under the sun and beaming with all the beauty the Great Goddess awarded you. This morning, I promised to you eternal love and admiration for as long as the world is spinning. I promised to be your guiding light and your beacon in times of trouble. I promised you love in sickness and in health. I gave you my mother's ring, and we kissed under the willow tree by the river's bend. And you became my wife, and I became yours."

"Well, those are two very lucky ladies," Bea smiled sadly as a tear fell down her cheek. "But in this universe, we only have tonight. Right now. And I don't want to waste another moment imagining. I want to live this moment with you."

"Alright," she conceded. "No more talking, then, my darling. Tonight, we live."

There were no more conversations that night. At least none that included existentialisms or hypotheticals. The only words that mattered were the ones spoken against their tongues and written on their skin. There were only so many hours left where they could claim each other, mind, body, and soul. And there was so much left to do.

Ruby guided Bea toward her bedroom, remembering the path by memory as she kissed the woman down her jaw. Her hands joined Bea's as they undid the buttons of her dress, knowing she had on far too many layers for comfort. The fabric felt like a suffocating constraint when all she wanted to feel was the warmth of her best friend's skin against hers. It felt like hours until her dress pooled around her feet by the edge of her bed, but once she felt the cold of the night nip at her body, she felt she could finally breathe.