Black Magic Women

71

They broke apart, tears at the brim of both of their eyes. At that exact moment time seemed to stop around them and the only sound to be heard was the beating of their joined hearts. Their hearts beating in unison, the same beat, the same purpose and the same longing.

Electricity sparkled around them as the tension between them reached a magical high. They didn't just exist, it was as if there sole purpose was to be with each other, united and in the embrace of the other, tightly wrapped in a hug that would withstand every challenge fate threw at them.

They just had eyes for each other, their bodies craving the contact their minds needed oh so much. They needed the intimacy being vulnerable around each other meant even more than air to breathe and it was hard for them to focus on anything beside the other when their entire being burnt for it.

Their minds refused to separate, curled up and nestled into the safety of their bond. Neither of them could express what they were feeling but they didn't need to. They just knew it.

Zelda cupped Mary's cheeks and brushed away the first tears that have fallen down her remarkably beautiful face and felt Mary's mind nestle even deeper into hers. She allowed the contact, feeling her soothing presence getting her down from the high she had been on. Her thumb caressed the brunette's cheek, feeling her heartbeat softly throbbing against her palm.

"I love you, too," she said and felt a tear slip down her reddened face. All the different emotions had made most of her blood shoot up into her face, turning her usually pale shade into a burning flame. It was a masterpiece in Mary's eyes. The way Zelda looked so raw and full of vulnerability. She had never seen her this beautiful before.

Zelda didn't want to cry but she couldn't keep the relief in, too exhausted to keep her perfect façade up. Mary was finally letting down her guards and she couldn't even grasp how many worries that freed her of.

"Don't you ever do that to me again," she whispered and Mary placed her own shaking hand on top of Zelda's, slowly brushing it across the back of it.

"I couldn't even if I wanted to," Mary admitted and leaned into the soft caress, feeling better after allowing her emotions to run wild. She needed to confine in somebody but years of keeping everything to herself had made it impossible for her to do that on her own. She needed someone to take the first step and she was glad that Zelda cared enough to actually push her past her breaking point.

To love someone is not only the glorious side of it. It's to know your loved one by heart. To know their flaws, their insecurities and to know when they need you to be harsh because they aren't able to do it on their own.

"Good," Zelda breathed out, her voice shaking and breathing uneven. Her mind wandered to what might have happened if Mary hadn't let down that guard. It brought a set of fresh tears to her eyes as her lower lip started trembling at the pressure building up inside of the ginger.

She wasn't any better at allowing her feelings to surface and so she tried to keep them in at all cost. Mary needed her, the collected Zelda and not the emotional mess she found herself in. Truth to be told, the past few days had been hard on both of them and they both needed a break from the heaven their lives turned out to be.

"I would never hurt you, Zelda... you know that right?" Mary asked, having seen part of her thoughts involuntarily. Her mind was an open space, throwing random things at the brunette, who couldn't do anything against the violation of privacy, Zelda surely would disagree with if she knew what was going on.

"I know..." Zelda said and finally looked up again, her mind clearing a bit.

"Do you still want to talk?" Zelda asked, knowing both of them had a lot of talking to do but there was a time and place for it. Part of her hoped that they'd be able to break free from the insanity for a while before going back to the serious things in life. She desperately needed a relief from all the negativity that plagued her mind and she knew that Mary could use some distraction too. The brunette's mind was screaming for some sleep; peaceful sleep.

"I do still want to talk but I think my stomach wants some food first," she said and the loud protest of her stomach growling made both of them chuckle.

"Mhh... I can see what man I find wandering through the woods and I'm sure Hilda would love to cook him for you," Zelda joked and Mary hit her arm playfully. They shouldn't ignore the seriousness of the situation, shouldn't underestimate what path they had chosen but both of them needed to pretend that things could be easy, even if it was just for a while.

"Stop it," Mary complained, laughing.

"I think my sister will cook you anything your stomach might desire," Zelda said and took her hand, intertwining their hands before taking off into the direction of their kitchen. She knew her sister would have probably started dinner anyways.

Their feet carried them towards the direction where the delicious scent emerged from, Mary splitting from Zelda in order to investigate that smell that made her mouth water in anticipation of the feast her taste buds were about to taste.

"It smells amazing," Mary said as she laid eyes on the freshly prepared vegetable loaf and her stomach rumbled in mutual agreement.

"I hope you're hungry... There's more in the stove," Hilda said, rummaging through the cupboards nervously.

The blonde witch was confused. She didn't know what was going on, having been filled in on not even half of the story, and the overwhelming sweetness that oozed off them drove her senses up the wall. She needed some fresh air. The scent was drowning her.

With a flick of her wrist the window flew open and she inhaled deeply, needing to smell something else so desperately it made her systems riot.

"I actually am. Haven't eaten anything good since we left," Mary said and shot Zelda a teasing glance. The ginger just rolled her eyes and reached for the wine on the counter, filling their glasses.

"Who is joining us?" Mary asked, insecurity filling Zelda's heart. She knew that Mary had become vulnerable the second she had been faced with her lifelong traumas and she wanted to ease her mind, even if she couldn't take all her pain.

She placed an encouraging hand on her shoulder, earning a thankful nod and drew soft circles up and down her back.

"Oh it's just us three. Sabrina is at the Academy and Ambrose... well he's just being Ambrose," Hilda said and saw Mary relax in the corner of her eyes. The caring touches from her sister didn't go unnoticed either. She smiled at the closeness of them and her heart warmed at the loving look in her sister's eyes.

So she does have a heart after all, Hilda thought.

She was relieved to see that the earlier tension had ebbed away and was replaced by genuine care and love. The Mary that had come home from the trip scared the heaven out of Hilda and she was glad to see the woman, who managed to warm her sister's heart, back.

"Sit down, I'll be right with you," Hilda said and the two of them took place next to each other, hands intertwined. They wouldn't have it any other way, needing the prickling sensation of their skin against skin.

"So and now I want you to tell me everything," Hilda said and glided into her own chair, moved it a bit further away once that awfully sweet scent hit her nostrils and sipped on her wine excitedly. Nobody she knew, had performed a bonding spell and so her curious nature wouldn't stop asking before she knew everything.