Black Magic Women

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Mary snuggled up to Zelda's warm and inviting body, their legs tangled in the shared bed sheet. Zelda had to smile at the brush of breath against her neck, tickling her just slightly. Mary moved a strand of her to the side, pressing a soft and tender kiss against the porcelain skin of the ginger, wrapping her arm tightly around her middle again. Zelda closed her eyes, enjoying the attention immensely.

Both of them felt content, lost in their own world of intimacy. Not even the worst drama would have been able to get them out of their togetherness of mind and body.

Mary's finger stroked up and down Zelda's stomach and the ginger sighed approvingly. Just lying there was enough for both of them, feeling the heat radiate off them and melt into one big center of warmth.

"Did you really mean what you said during dinner?" Mary asked suddenly and settled on playing with a few strands of Zelda's ginger curls instead of caressing her tummy. It was what she always did when she got uncomfortable. If it had been anyone else, Zelda would have cut their head off, not liking it when people touched her hair but she knew Mary did it out of different reasons.

Zelda picked up on the change of mood immediately, insecurity radiating off the brunette and replacing the former comfort and safety she had openly projected. She turned around, propping her head on one arm and looking at Mary with furrowed brows.

"Of course I did," she said and watched Mary's blue orbs cloud over with doubt. She avoided the green pools of sheer devotion and Zelda knew that there was something going on inside of Mary's head that she had to stop. She couldn't just let her continue that train of thoughts, no matter what it might have led her to.

"I love you beyond words," Zelda said and took Mary's shaking hands and placed it on top of her heart, covering it with her own. She needed Mary to feel how much she loved her if the brunette couldn't believe her words.

"Do you feel this?" Zelda asked and concentrated on her heartbeat and the feel of Mary's hand on top of it. Her heart ached for the closeness of the other woman, needing it more than anything else. It chanted her name in an ancient language neither of them spoke but somehow understood. The deep longing of Mary close to it was seeking through her every vein. Zelda watched Mary's eyes get watery and had to close her eyes at the overwhelming feeling of Mary's scent in her nose, Mary's hand on top of her heart and just Mary flooding all of her senses.

She felt the chanting get louder as Mary's pulse sped up against her chest and her eyes grew heavy at the alluring comfort and safety the chant provided. She wanted to get lost in Mary, wanted to give her everything she could and everything that went beyond what she could give.

"It beats only for you," she said and felt herself be pulled further into their deep bond. She could hear the brunette's blood flowing through her veins and smiled at the sound of her breath getting caught in her throat, robbing her from the ability to calm herself down.

She explored her mind as if they were just getting to know each other for the first time and Mary allowed herself to drift into her memories of them together; as one. Zelda would have loved to see what was before her, what happened before Lilith turned into Mary but she knew the brunette wasn't ready to share what plagued her every day and the ginger accepted that, not wanting to push her.

Mary would show her one day when she was ready to share the pain of a lifetime and Zelda would be waiting patiently until that day.

She watched their first date go by in a flash and smirked at how Hilda ended it before they could get up to anything serious. Then a flash of a heart wrecking scream, a puddle of blood forming around the corpse and Mary being drenched in blood as she feasted on the body in delight- no this wasn't Mary... This was Lilith.