Black Magic Women

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Zelda awoke to the smell of food lingering in the hot and stuffy air in their bedroom. The, now faint, smell of sweat and sex reminded her of a night filled with passion and lust. She brushed her damp hair out of her face and smiled to herself.

Sweet memories of Mary's lips on places, where she was sure she would find bruises, filled her mind and she couldn't help but feel her stomach get excited. She had never felt that way before and it excited her even more.

She rolled onto her side, finding Mary gone. She had longed for waking up next to her so the sudden disappearance of the brunette unsettled her. Zelda didn't like when things didn't go like she had planned them, not because she was a total control freak, well most of the times she was, but she was also scared.

The past events had given her enough fright for a lifetime and so her body shot up, alerted and ready to fight or flight. Their newly found union forgotten, while there were thousand possibilities of what might have happened to the teasing immortal shot through her head, none of them being true.

Her mind was racing her heart and for a short second Zelda forgot to breathe. Only when she heard Mary's steady heartbeat still in the house, she relaxed back into the soft mattress and tried to wipe away a tear with one of her shaking hands.

The incident with the Dark Lord and the nightmares that have plagued her ever since, had shaken her to the core. She didn't feel safe when nobody was by her side and she hated admitting to that weakness. She had always been an independent woman so she hated herself for depending on someone else.

She tried to calm down her rapidly beating heart before she would make her way down the stairs. Mary would be able to tell that she was upset and question her well-being. Zelda didn't need anybody sticking their nose into her personal business.

"Calm down for Lord's sake. This is ridiculous."

The ginger couldn't believe her own lack of self-control and damned the Dark Lord for bringing this upon her. The days where she worshiped the goat man were long gone and pure devotion was replaced by sheer hate.

She took one more deep breath before she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and made her way to the door. She needed a shower desperately but the intrusive smell of food made her start off into the direction of the kitchen first.

Her stomach was growling and she covered it with her hand, trying to calm it down before Mary had the chance to tease her about the unfamiliar noises. The brunette was convinced that the ginger didn't eat enough and it was hard enough to convince her of the contrary when her stomach wasn't growling like that.

Ever since Mary had lost her purpose, she started searching for a new one. She was slowly turning into a second Hilda with all the cooking she did and Zelda didn't like that idea at all. She didn't need anybody else fussing about her. One sister was enough.

She slowly entered the kitchen and found Mary swaying her hips in rhythm to a song, whose name Zelda didn't know. She smiled, leaning against the doorframe and watching the sway of her hips.

She loved stolen moments like this when Mary was truly being free. She watched how the brunette's brows were drawn together in total concentration while she was trying to sizzle the bacon to a perfect coloration and crispiness.

"I didn't know you could move your hips like that." Mary almost dropped the plate as she spun around, clearly shocked. Despite their bond, Mary hadn't noticed the ginger approaching, too focused on her task.

The look of shock was soon replaced by a wide smirk and the brunette came over to press a soft and tender kiss onto Zelda's lips. She was back at the stove as soon as the kiss was broken and Zelda whimpered silently at the loss of contact.

"You should now... You have seen these hips move more than just often."

"But always up and down."

With a chuckle the brunette turned her attention back to the pan and Zelda crept up to her, wrapping her arms around her torso. The ginger nuzzled her face into Mary's neck and was glad that her hair was pinned up.

She pressed soft kisses against her neck and whispered sweet nothing into the crook of her neck. Mary closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of Zelda's lips pressed against her neck but she knew this was highly unlike Zelda.

"Are we getting cuddly now?" The ginger could only imagine Mary's smirk but she would have liked to wipe it off her face.

"No, we're on vacation. What happens here stays here."

"So all the spooning and sleeping half on top of me will finally stop when we're back home? I can't wait!" She said and turned her head to look at the annoyed witch, who was contemplating whether or not she should just kill the immortal.

"I hate you."

"I know."

Zelda leaned upwards to kiss Mary but she turned away right before their lips met, making the ginger's lips connect with her rosy cheek. A huff of annoyance was released by Zelda and she backed away.

"You smell like bacon."

She hated the smell of fried food. It stuck to your hair and skin and made you smell like a disgusting pig. She would persuade Mary to shower with her later but when did Mary ever have to be persuaded into showering with her?

"Breakfast is finished." Mary said and led Zelda to a set table. Zelda's eyes widened in appreciation and she just managed to nod.

"And you did all that by yourself?"

"No, I had George help me."

"Who is George?" Zelda asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh that guy that banged me on our kitchen counter... No, of course I did it on my own you dummy. There is nobody here besides you and me." Zelda chuckled slightly and took one of the rolls and cut it open.

"Good because if someone banged you on the kitchen table and you hadn't told me about it so I could have watched, I would be very angry."

"Maybe we can ask Faustus if he wants to fulfill your wish."

Both women laughed and Zelda shook her head, smiling. She loved that they could joke about things like this without Mary getting all angry and jealous. She knew how much the woman despised Faustus and was thankful that she toned it down for her.

"That is not something you want to experience."

"So it wasn't good?"

"Have you seen him kiss?"

"No, but I can only imagine."

Both women fell into a comfortable silence while they were eating their breakfast and felt just content in their company.

"Could you please close the window? It's getting-" but Mary didn't need to finish the sentence as the window suddenly fell shut.

"Thank you."

"It wasn't me."

Both women looked at each other confusedly. What had happened?

"Oh come on, we both know it couldn't have been me."

"I swear I didn't do anything!"

"But... that's not possible. I don't have any powers..."

"Maybe you channeled mine?"

"That would be impossible and you know that!"

"Yeah normally but we've bonded. Maybe it changed something. We should definitely look into it once we get back home."

Mary nodded slowly and continued eating but Zelda saw that something wasn't alright and that she was thinking about something. She could have just invaded her head to find out but she wanted to respect her privacy. If Mary wanted to talk about, she would come to her and until that time had come, she just had to wait.

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Sorry for the long wait! My life has been a crazy roller coaster the past few weeks and I definitely missed writing! There are more updates to come from now on. Hope you all enjoyed this and feedback is much appreciated!