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Lorelai Von'Strauss & Vespa Ruvina
Lorelai immediately ensnared one of Vespa's hands and claimed it as her own, intertwining their fingers happily. She waved the two younger witches off, Genoveve at least could take a hint. Once the sound of their footsteps could no longer be heard she turned to her love.
"Yes, and little of it good." She sighed, she wished they could speak of sweeter things, but there would be time for that. "They speak of a hunter followed by a wolf straying nearer and nearer to the Castle. I fear slaying Fenros' partner did little to dissuade him."
Vespa scowled almost immediately. "Fenros? Fenros is here? How terrible." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "This isn't good. Once Elina returns, I must tell her."
"I wish that were all." Loelai sighed. "Hunters seem to be flocking to Seren's Folly this season. The other covens in the area suffer greatly, losing members almost weekly."
Vespa put a thoughtful knuckle to her chin, and squeezed Lorelai's hand a bit. She mimicked her lover's sigh. "That town, Seren's Folly, is clearly their staging area. They might even have a base there. There are simply too many hunters in so small an area. Fenros is even here. Do you think... we've been discovered?"
"I knew when Robert Flint moved in that it wouldn't be long. With Fenros here I can only assume that he's got some inclination that we're up here." Lorelai rested her head on her lover's shoulder. "I thought we'd have more time."
Vespa lovingly put her other hand upon Lorelai's thigh. She leaned in then and gave her a small kiss on the forehead. "Don't worry. Coven Bloodrose is home to some of the most powerful witches I know, especially you. We will be fine. I should be plenty powerful too, given how rough you are in bed," she joked, blushing a bit.
"How bold my sweet, but alas worrying is my job title these days." She leaned up and took her lover's lips with her own. Once she managed to pull away she gazed into Vespa eyes, her own twinkling lasciviously. "We should ensure that you're at top form before anything bad comes our way don't you think?"
Vespa grinned. "I love that idea." She stood up, and took Lorelai's hand. "How about we go to my room for a thorough study session?"
"Let's make sure you're ready for that exam." Lorelai stood and allowed herself to be lead. "I love you Vespa."
She stopped and looked back, "I know. I love you too," before the two ascended a spiral stairwell that lead directly to Vespa's personal tower. Soon enough, they were upon a strong, iron-fitted wooden door whose face was flush with metal embroidery and cryptic, arabesque patterns. To its owner's presence, it opened automatically, revealing a luxurious bedroom flush with soft, thick carpets, a full personal bookshelf at least four meters high, and - as a centerpiece - a large canopy bed draped with fine red silk whose pillows looked large and inviting. In contrast to the calm organization of the rest of the room, there on the far end was a desk cluttered with opened books and papers strewn about its surface. A quill was sitting in an inkwell that she had forgotten to close.
"Sorry about the mess," Vespa said, as etiquette required. The door closed behind the two, and she turned to face Lorelai, throwing her arms around her lover's shoulders and closing in for an embrace. "Now..." she whispered, lips just an inch away from Lorelai's...
Lorelai shivered at the sensation of her love's breath on her lips. There were times for decorum, and then there were these times. She closed the distance between their faces eagerly, pressing her mouth to Vespas. Lorelai left her hands to roam her love's frame as they wished, she wouldn't interfere. Eventually she guided the two to the bed and pushed Vespa down atop it.
"I can hardly complain, you've endured some summoning mishaps in my quarters." She grinned as she crawled over her love. "But that's enough talking don't you think?"
Vespa was already unbuttoning her dress, letting bare the pale skin around her chest. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked deeply into Lorelai's own. She loved the way how her lover dominated her entire view. Her voice was humid as she said, "Lorelai... take me, now!"
"As you wish my dear, as you wish."
A steamy couple of hours later
Lorelai stroked her lover's arm. Vespa's head rested on her shoulder. She wished they could just stay like this as long as they'd like, but the world would not wait while they loved and laughed. Fenros drew closer, along with the rest of the Coven's many enemies. She sighed.
"Do you ever wish we were normal? That we could just love and live without fear?"
"Not at all." She cupped Lorelai's cheek lovingly. "If we were normal then our enemies would be way worse than Hunters: taxes, lords and conscription. The witch's life is the best life. After all, I did meet you."
Vespa grinned, putting her naked leg over Lorelai's under the bedsheets. The hundredth blush of the last few hours came upon her cheeks. "I know I say this a lot, but, I love you, Lorelai."
"And I'll never tire of hearing it my love, and I hope you never tire of the reply. I love you too Vespa, more than those simple words have power to convey." Lorelai leaned her head down for a quick kiss. "Sometimes I resent having to deal with hunters, but if it brought me you then...perhaps I should thank them."
"You're right, I'd rather deal with hunters than mortal men. At least hunters have a certain...nobility about them. They believe in their heart of hearts that they're saving the world."
Vespa shook her head gently. "Hunters are the obvious reaction of humans to the eldritch and the unknown - instead of studying magic and perhaps utilizing it for themselves somehow, they of course do the predictable thing and try to destroy it. They make think they're good people, but if that's what they are, then what about us witches?"
Under the sheets, she traced a few mildly tickling little circles around Vespa's stomach with a mild finger. "Look at us right now, content in each other's arms. We're not bad people, are we?"
Vespa certainly wasn't, she'd never killed a man other than to defend her family, or at the behest of those above her. Lorelai however remembered the broken bodies of hunters, left in her wake in search of Hector. That was before Vespa had reminded her that her life, her soul, was worth more than petty vengeance. Alexina and Medusa saved a husk, Vespa gave it life.
"No I suppose not, we're just two women in love." She smiled and squirmed slightly at Vespa's touch. "I wonder if they're bad either though, if their hate is born simply of ignorance."
Lorelai shook her head and kissed the top of Vespa's. "What was it you always say? Kings and Queens do what they want..."
"... while the rest of us do as we must. It's Elina's favorite quote, but she's been quoting it so much recently that I'm starting to get worried. She's also asked me more than a few times about why we were born witches, as opposed to normal folk. But such talk is for later." Vespa's smile never left her lips.
She looked upon Lorelai's face and admired her features. "You're so beautiful, my love. And as much as I'd like to do another round, you've left me quite exhausted." Vespa's giggle was one more fit for maidens than witches. "I can feel it deep within my heart, the love that you just gave me. A lot of energy... hmm..."
She sat up from the bed then, and gestured towards one of the doors in her circular room. It opened, and the darkness within was snuffed out as candles automatically lit up. Then there was the sound of flowing water.
Vespa stood up, presenting her entire backside to her lover, whom she hoped was enjoying the view. She was sideways to Lorelai as she looked at her, coyly covering up her breasts with her arms. "Join me in the bath?"
"That sounds singularly lovely my sweet." Lorelai swept her feet out over the carpeted floor, and stood with a small amount of difficulty. "You speak of my beauty as the sun speaks to a candle my love. This frame of mine hardly gets around on the bad days, but I'm glad you find it pleasing."
She moved across the room to join Vespa. Grasping her love's hand she lead them towards the spacious bath. "Age before beauty." She grinned as she lowered herself into the warm water. Lorelai sighed happily as it soothed her aching body.
Vespa positioned herself in front of Lorelai. It was their usual practice. The latter hugged the former from her superior position in the back. Vespa lolled her head against Lorelai's delightfully soft chest. Both women had small, red love marks all around their bodies.
"I hope this never ends," she sighed. "I hope this lasts forever."