לִילִית: Lilith's Story

Chapter Eleven

Lilith and Zelda were both exhausted and their magics depleted. Lilith had helped Zelda up the stairs to the main floor, brushing off the Spellman family with pleading eyes as she moved to take the redhead upstairs; "Let me look after her, please. It's the least I can do."

Hilda nodded, "Ambrose and I will work on a protection spell for around the house. Sabrina, you need to get back to Hell and should Lucifer show up there, you'll be able to warn us." Sabrina transported herself back to Hell and the rest of the Spellman's got to work protecting the Mortuary while Lilith and Zelda hobbled up the stairs.

"Can I draw you a bath?" Lilith's voice was soft, she didn't want to make any assumptions but the High Priestess nodded so she guided them into the bathroom and sat Zelda on a bench as she turned on the taps.

The silence was long but not uncomfortable, the witches were drained and settling into one another's company. Both of them were processing what they had been through; Lilith's four days in a coffin, thinking that Zelda intended to kill her, only to end up with Zelda's corpse lying next to her when Hilda used the Cain pit to resurrect her and Zelda's unimaginable amount of time in Hell observing the torture Lilith had endured at the Dark Lord's hand, only to be subject to it herself leading to her death and eventual resurrection from the Cain pit. It had been a long few days.

The bath full, Lilith took Zelda's hands and helped her sit on the edge slowly swinging her legs over and into the tub, being careful of her injured ankle. Zelda sank into the lavender scented bubble bath with a sigh, leaning back and closing her eyes. Lilith moved the bench Zelda had been sitting on up to the bathtub, she grabbed a large soft loofah, and some soap then sat down and dunked the loofah in the water. Reaching under the surface to find Zelda's hand, she brought her right arm out of the water and gently washed it with the loofah, being careful to avoid any cuts and scrapes.

Zelda's lashes fluttered open and she eyed Lilith as the demoness cleaned her arm, smiling tiredly and allowing the witch to clean her. Water was sprayed softly from the removable shower head, rinsing her skin clean. The tender motions were completed on her other arm, and down each leg. Then Lilith hesitated, sitting back on the bench quietly and stilling her movements unsure how to proceed.

Without opening her eyes, Zelda purred languidly, "I don't believe you've cleaned every part of me, Lilith. Go on...."

Raising her eyebrows, Lilith had to smile at the bold redhead and decided to tease her a bit, "You're right, your hair is still a mess. Here....allow me." Moving around to settle behind the High Priestess, the Queen of Hell used the shower head to wet the crimson tresses. Water poured down across Zelda's temples and along her neck - she moaned softly. Shampoo in hand, Lilith's fingers sank into the thick head of hair, massaging firmly and releasing any tension that was left in the witch. Another rinse and she followed up with a conditioner, sliding her hands under the hair to work at the witch's neck, stroking and kneading the tense muscles.

Zelda Spellman groaned at Lilith's deft touch, licking her lips as her nostrils flared, her spirit awakening. Her head fell back into the dark haired demoness' grip as she welcomed even more from the witch - she at least trusted her enough to be vulnerable in her presence. As Lilith's fingers moved from her neck, over her collarbones, and between her breasts, she purred, "Mmm yes please."

The Queen of Hell smiled, leaning down to position her mouth next to Zelda's ear, "I do so love hearing you say please."

Zelda chuckled softly and reached up to grab Lilith's hands, moving them to her breasts, and turning her head to look at Lilith, desire in her eyes; "Now. Please."

Leaning forward and stretching around Zelda's shoulder, Lilith boldly kissed the High Priestess and she melted into it. Their lips pressed, their mouths opened, and their tongues deepened the kiss. Zelda reached up and sank her hand into Lilith's hair, pulling the witch even closer to her, their kiss an expression of the pent up desire she'd felt for the Queen of Hell ever since she'd learned who she was. Lilith's hands cupped Zelda's breasts, her fingers toying with her nipples, causing the redhead to groan against her. Breaking the kiss and moving to press her mouth to Zelda's neck, Lilith sank her hands even deeper into the water.

Idly Zelda's mind wandered to the moments before her time travel, when she'd been overcome with images of the dark haired witch. Legs parting, she draped her injured ankle over the edge of the tub and arched her back, tilting her hips and offering herself to the exploration of those eager hands. Lilith's mouth suckled at Zelda's neck as her fingers strummed against her most sensitive spot. The redheaded witch nuzzled Lilith, pressing a kiss to her cheek, panting softly against her skin as her hips rolled against the Queen of Hell's hand. Lavender bubbles splashed over the edge of the tub and popped against the floor.

"Kiss me, you fool." Zelda whimpered and Lilith complied, the witches kissed deeply and the High Priestess grabbed Lilith's hand, holding it where she wanted it as she soared to pleasureable heights and reached nirvana.

"Can I get you anything?" Having showered herself, helped Zelda into bed and given her a glass of water, Lilith turned to leave the bedroom not wanting to assume anything about their sleeping arrangements.

"Yes. You." Zelda pulled back the blankets and patted the space next to her. Lilith smiled and dropped her robe on the floor, sliding in between the sheets to nestle up next to the redheaded witch. Exhausted, they curled their bodies around each other and fell into a deep sleep.