Larissa would be a fool not to recognise the underlying challenge that had brought them together in the first place, the red string of desting weaving them side by side in the same tapestry.
It had been that unspoken challenge that had fueled every daliance, every argument every
beneath that iron fist.
A slight push forward and Larissa leant her head enough that the space diminished further between them and Morticia could feel the warmth of her breath upon a corpse-like cold cheek.
"It does comfort me, greatly. To know I was never far from you in the
It certainly felt, in that moment, that Larissa had won every wager, every bet, every little gamble that led to having Morticia in her arms.
All their years of competitive rivalry boiling down to this very moment where she got to hold the Addams in a way that not even
resounding chuckle reverberated from the cavernous walls of Larissa's chest as she carried the seer through the halls.
"You may be right there, my dear... And you know what happens to little doves that play with matches." she teased, coming upon furthest door, each step a
A stifling moment had the breath burning beneath the corset of her dress, of course Morticia would completely change her way of thinking in the course of one dance.
All this time she'd lovingly cursed the woman for plaguing her dreams, night and day, haunting her like a ghoul,
doing something right. Youโve always looked your most alive when Iโve been under your skin.โ
Her voice softened again, the next words a whisper meant for Larissa alone.
โTell me, Headmistressโare you quite certain you wish your ghosts to rest?โ
Tish, I don't think it's possible for you not to torment me..." Larissa admitted in the softer side of confession.
"You've always haunted me, M... Whether it was because you were too close, or too far, or whether it was how you made me feel, or these eyes of yours. I've
whisper - whilst she had no qualms carrying Morticia to her quarters, she was sensible enough not to let her words get overheard by students.
"My touch is just as soft as it used to be."
"Ah, you wicked temptress, so your plan to show every student and alumni that I belong to you... Is by having me carry you everywhere like a wounded maiden, is that correct?"
Larissa couldn't help the tease, nor the warmth that clung to it, knowing as plain as black and white
until it rested over her chest โ right where that rapid heartbeat betrayed her calm faรงade.
โCome then, *Larissa*,โ she whispered, drawing out her name like a sin made sacred. โShow me how thirty years have only sharpened your touch.โ
darling dove," her nose brushed into that onyx curtain of hair, heels sharp on stone floors yet her attention entirely captivated at the feeling of having the other woman back exactly where she belonged.
"And for your information, Tish." Larissa kept her voice in a sweetly soft