Gods' Outlaw

Chapter Three

The next morning, Lilith awoke alone in bed, the smell of Bacon in the air, and a happy moan escaped her lips as she stretched her naked body and went to take a shower than cover the hickeys with her Magic. 
Nick really loved it, to mark his territory, so she smirked to herself, as she left the biggest one of them able to be seen to the whole world, dark lingering on her neck close to her throat: he always loved it when he could feel her groan.

With light footsteps, clothed in old comfy jeans and a white loose shirt, she walked into the kitchen where she was greeted by her cooking Husband; freshly washed and back in his Work Uniform. He too, had a big hickey, however not on his neck: it was on the left side of his jaw.

In glee, Lilith snickered, and Nick gave her a soft scowl, putting the Plate with bacon on the abundantly covered table, where eggs, sausage, and vegetables waited to get eaten, and the Ravenhead kissed the Cook. "Thanks for the Meal, Love. Do we have to celebrate something?"

"Yes, Hun."He grinned and kissed her softly again, his eyes filled with adoration. "I have taken myself a day off: I am all yours!"

She squealed in delight, and jumped into his arms, smooching every inch of his face. " Nicholas Joseph Fury, I motherfucking Love you!"

"I Motherfucking Love you too, my Moon." and he laughed lightly, something he only seemed to do when she was with him.
For she was his refuge, and her heart his Home.
And He was hers.
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Rain drummed against the Windows the next morning, and Lilith woke up as her Lovers' Warmth left her side.
"You really have to go so early?"
She rubbed her eyes, stifling a jawn, and he went back to peck her lips. "Yes. I have to, my dark Flower. It's my Job, the World won't protect itself, and you know that."
"But still! Can't you retire already so we can spend the rest of your life together? With kids and all? I still age half as fast as you, hun, you realize that, right?"

fury sighed softly, knowing she was right, and his sadness that he just had not the courage to stop, made him vulnerable. "I know, my Love. But I can't, not yet. Not Now. I have to fight until I can't no more."

"But this Will be your Death!" whispered Lilith out, feeling her eyes dwell with tears as he takes her hand, caressing her soft fingers.
"Maybe." he gave back, his Voice not trembling, while his soul was aching to stay. "but we promised, did we not? Even after Death, our Love would live on. And we will find each other again, forever and more. Am I not right, my Witch?"

She did not talk but pulled him close to hold him tight, wishing to Merlin that his Death may not come too early.

He understood anyway, and kissed her Goodbye, freeing himself from her embrace, and her emerald Eyes followed him out the door with Longing. Tears of dread began to form in her eyes again.
Sometimes being sensitive sucks.
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Steven Rogers just came from the routine Run, as he found Lilith stand at his Door, waiting, in her hands a fresh loaf of Fruitcake.
At any Occasion, he would be honored, but it was seven in the morning.
Was she an early Bird, like Him? No, the bags under her eyes clearly told a different tale. most likely she thought about something all night and couldn't find rest, like Harry his old comrade. 
It really must lie in their Bloodline.

"Uhm, hey. Are you seeking Me, Mrs. Fury?"

"Steve!" She looked up and smiled broadly, her eyes clearly slightly puffy, like she had cried prior, not to Long ago. "Call me Lilith, please. And I brought you self made Fruit cake. it's still warm."

Thankful, he took her present, and opened the door to his apartment, asking her to please come in. "Of course, Lilith. Thank you for the fruitcake, I suppose it stood in one of Harrys Letters?"

She nodded yes, and smirked. "The Letter even told me how to make it, so it would taste like the one your mother would make. He wanted to make it for you and Bucky, once you two would come with him home... from war. I thought that this would be the right way to give you the Letters and celebrate your Friendship. But I copied the recipe, for emergencies. Harry meant that your Mothers cooking would make you happy and since you are only Human as well... I offer you a shoulder to cry on and someone to talk too, no matter how early or late on the clock it may be."

"T-Thank you." he gulped down the tears and felt himself get flooded with Gratitude, as she gave him the package with the letters: His heart began to swell of happiness. "Thank you so Much, Lilith! I can't even tell you, how happy I am right now!" His smile shone like a thousand stars, and she ruffled his hair, making him Freeze and she mentally cursed herself.
"Sorry, It's a Bad Habit of mine..." whispered the Ravenhead, twidling with her thumbs, and Steve's eyes softened.
"You are just like your father, Lilith. He too would do that sometimes, and then go all sheepish when he realized what he is doing, so it's alright. It's nice to see that he passed that down to you too."

Right. A Tiny smile spread onto her lips, and again, Steve realized how tired she looked.
"Lilith? Are you alright? You look so... exhausted."

"Uh, yeah. Just... Well, Its Nick, you know? D-Dad was not a normal human, he aged far slower than others, and was far more durable. And he passed that down on me. Nick is even a tad younger than me, yet still, he ages twice as fast as me. I, I just fear not having enough time with him. But he just wouldn't retire from his job, and I am scared to lose him. I-I am a Witch like a dad was a Witcher. And I know you knew, cause I know he told you, it stands somewhere in his Writings. Nick knows too. But he just keeps trying to fight his way through the world. he isn't inhuman, one day he may not make it. And every night I spend alone in our bed, I remember it, and I just..." She began to cry, and Steve pulled her into his arms, feeling bad for her, knowing that Harry had a similar problem with his Girl.

The Life of those with a magic affinity really was hard, even more, when they fell for those that did not possess it at all.

Gently he rubbed circles onto her back, and she calmed down slowly. As she sat down at his table into one of his old chairs, and Steve rushed to brew tea.
Earl grey it was, a lucky guess since Harry loved it too. And he was right, Lilith was no different, and drank it with milk and three cubes of sugar, just like Harry used to do.

It was interesting to watch her do all those little Things Steves old Friend used to do when he was upset, the small ever pouting lip, the eyes watching whatever was going on outside the window, unable to keep eye contact with whom they had spoken about their Problems earlier. As If Harry and Lilith were one and the same. Yet again, Harry was a Witcher, and so is Lilith: Reincarnation and a shared mind are not to get excluded from all the theories that were swirling through his mind, so he stopped starring and decided to sing some Old Yezz Song, something he had done in the past too, to cheer his friends up.

And just like Harry used to do, she closed her eyes, entwined her fingers softly, and listened to his voice with pleasure, her left leg whipping lightly in the air, almost not noticeable.

Fascinating it was for Steve, and he could not help himself but ask his Heart if this really just was because harry was her Father.