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Spellwood Week Day 3: Songs

Song: “Surround me” - LÉON

Zelda looked down at her now empty bourbon decanter and shot back the last of the dark liquid in her glass. Standing in their dark kitchen she stared out at the mortuary grounds, only seeing her own worries dancing through her head. Her head sank and she stubbed out her cigarette.

She groaned and stood up straight. To heaven with it. Buttoning her coat, she walked to the front hall and slipped her fur over her shoulders.

“Where are you going, auntie?” Sabrina called out. She and Ambrose sat together going through what looked to be Latin homework while Hilda worked on a puzzle beside them.

“Out,” she said not wanting to deal with her niece, she’d had enough of Sabrina’s drama this week and her frayed nerves needed none of her melodramatics.

An edge of annoyance entered Sabrina’s voice, “and where are you going out to?” Zelda opened the front door and faced her entitled niece.

“Last I checked I was the adult and you were the sixteen-year-old,” she stated with a strict finality before she slammed the door shut behind her.

Sabrina turned to Hilda, gesturing vaguely at the front door. “It’s better not to ask questions you don’t want the answer to, love.” Hilda had a decent guess where her sister was off to and what she was going to do or more specifically who. Sabrina dropped her Latin book and went to the front window. When Zelda reached the end of the drive she vanished and Ambrose called her back before any stupid ideas like following her aunt made their way into her mind.

Zelda apparated to his front porch and didn’t pause before knocking. While everything else in her life seemed to be in shambles, he remained constant and she needed something stable to cling to.

Faustus Blackwood opened the door and seemed surprised to see her, not that she could blame him.

“Zelda?”

“May I come in?”

“Of course.” He stood back to allow her to enter but something seemed off about her. Despite being well after midnight, her hair and makeup remained immaculate but she seemed almost unsure of herself. Something he had never seen before. As she stood in his study, he picked up his abandoned whiskey glass and waited for her. When she didn’t say anything by the time he finished it, he realized he would have to make the first move. Setting the empty glass aside he opened his arms to her and she gratefully stepped into them. Her arms wrapped around his waist and he could taste the bourbon on her lips as she kissed him slowly. It felt vulnerable in a way like she was cherishing it. An almost impossible notion and yet when she ended the kiss her eyes held a soft sadness that broke his heart.

Her hands on his back drew him closer and her dark eyelashes hid her eyes from him but she let out a quiet sigh as he held her tightly. He didn’t know what hurt her to the point of driving her into his arms but he felt a possessive need to protect her from it. Though when she looked up at him again her green eyes had darkened. Unsure if she sought him out for physical distraction or not, he slowly began to unfasten her coat making sure she watched and could halt him if he misjudged the look in her eye.

Instead of stopping him, she let the black mink stole slip from her shoulders and fall to the ground with a soft thump. Her coat followed soon after. The sleeves on Faustus'dress shirt were rolled up to his forearms but at least he'd already removed his stiff collar and his suit jacket. She pulled the shirt from his slacks and ran her hands up his chest, the feel of her nails grazing his skin made his slacks tight. Though desire quickly replaced the pain in her eyes when she leaned up to kiss him again her lips remained tender.

She divested him of his shirt with practiced ease and placed her hands on the tattoos in his chest. Normally she raced through undressing him and herself with animalistic intensity but once again she chose to slow things down and draw it out. He continued to hold her waiting to see how far she planned to go, he didn’t want to push her. Not when she walked into his house looking tired and helpless. She stepped out of her heels and kicked them aside before kissing him again.

His eyes closed when she deepened the kiss, enjoying the feel of her hands traveling up his bare chest. He trailed a hand along her back looking for the dress’s zipper. Despite his mounting need for her, he tugged the zipper down slowly so he could keep her there a little longer. The dress slackened on her body and she let him go to pull her arms out of it and toss it onto the pile. Left in only her lingerie he drank in the sight of her. The flickering light of the fire danced along her pale skin. She looked more herself now but he couldn’t forget the brokenness he saw on his front porch.

Instead of pulling off her underthings and setting her on his desk as they’d done a hundred times before, he stepped forward and held her head in his hands. He kissed her softly, but when she tried to deepen it, he retreated and began to kiss along her jawline. His hands roamed down her sides until they cupped her pert ass. When he moved his lips down her neck, he saw her eyes flutter closed and her mouth open in a wordless sigh. It seemed she was no longer thinking about whatever worries brought her over and for that he was grateful.

Pleased by her response, he forged a hot trail of kisses down her chest until he took the tip of her breast into his mouth and teased it with his tongue. A small moan slipped past her lips and he switched to the other and heard the delicate noise again. Her fingers wove into his hair while he moved lower, kneeling so he could nip at her hip bones before he kissed her through her panties. The sweet sound of her breath hitching brought him back to his feet to kiss her properly once more.

With her hands still in his hair, he kissed her hard and she returned the intensity with her usual fire. He lifted her and she readily locked her legs around his hips. Her lips moved and planted kisses on his face, jaw, neck, and wherever she could reach. He squeezed her ass in encouragement while he walked them towards the stairs. She paused, confused as to why she hadn’t been placed on his desk or some other vaguely horizontal surface in his study. He met her gaze and didn’t bother to hide the small smile on his lips while he regarded the gorgeous creature in his hands.

He mounted the stairs quickly and she resumed her ministrations. Making it to his bedroom proved difficult, it always did whenever she started nibbling his ear and sucking on his neck. They finally made it to his door and he nudged it open only to use her to shut it again. They shared another hungry kiss while he pinned her there before he brought her over to the bed.

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Afterward, she surprised him again and stayed next to him, even resting her head on his shoulder while she stared at nothing and traced small circles on his chest. Still worried about her he put a hand behind his head and looked down at her.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked gently

“Its nothing. Just the usual headaches of trying to manage Sabrina on top of everything else,” she sighed and glanced at him apologetically. He knew it would take more than just Sabrina's special brand of defiance to rattle Zelda but if she wanted him to know she would have told him. Besides pressing her for details would only make her less likely to show up on his doorstep the next time her world became too overwhelming so he conceded defeat. If by some miracle she stayed through the night she might be more forthcoming in the morning.

As though sensing his disbelief she apologized. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” He turned off the light and they remained quiet for a while before she shifted on his chest.

“I missed you.” She whispered it quietly half hoping he might not hear it. While she wanted to tell him everything, she didn't think she could form the words.

“I’m glad you came.” The arm behind her shoulders tightened around her and she closed her eyes. After weeks of restless nights, sleep finally found her and she slept peacefully.

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