"It's black and it beats only for you."
"She is my scar."
Both those statements were running through Agatha's head as she laid down on her blue trench coat in the mud and dirt. Leaves finding their ways into her long brunette locks. Lilia had saved them, Jen was mad and rightfully so, for some reason she had grown fond of the old kooky broad, one that Agatha couldn't care less about in that moment, and Teen Billy, well he was a mess of teenage hormones with an emo aesthetic that was rubbing Agatha the wrong way.
They knew about Rio, they knew who she truly was, something that Agatha knew about since she got her memories back and was pulled out of the spell Wanda had placed on her. While always being the nosey neighbor was a character trait of Agatha's, it was one that had gotten her into trouble many years ago. Centuries even. As Rio had been her neighbor in Salem, teasing and taunting the young powerless witch who only wanted power. And all because Agatha had to know who Rio was, had to form a bond with the Green Witch, she ended up in the troubles that have haunted her for the rest of her days.
Laying there she let her hands dance above her, purple aura's glistened in the air as she let the trails of magick travel from her fingertips, down to her wrist and then back again. Lost in thought, she was fortunate to be alone, even if it was only for a short while.
"Agathaaaaa...." her voice was echoing down the road, a voice she would always pick. Snapping her magick away, Agatha sat up, hair falling down her back as she turned her head in the direction of the voice.
"I always knew you would get me my bodies." Rio's voice rung out in a sing-song tone, the green witch was practically skipping as she came closer to the Harkness women, smiling wide. Her teeth on display, so much so that the little gap that Agatha loved so much was perfectly in view. The Green Witch walked around Agatha's body before sitting down at feet of the spirit witch. Head cocked to the side as an eyebrow raised, Rio was trying to read Agatha, the only person that Lady Death could never read right. She always got either something wrong or she was slightly off-key.
"I got you three, you saved me one." Teen almost dying absolutely triggered memories of Nicholas, and while Agatha refused to talk about it, with anyone, even Rio who knew everything.
"I let you keep the boy, but I still want more bodies Agatha."
"Are you ever not satisfied?"
"You would know for a fact that I am never satisfied and I never will be." Rio's voice darkened as she moved to sit on her knees, looking at Agatha with deep forest green eyes, glowing with the magick of death.
"Rio..."
"Aggie..."
The spirit witch shakes her head slowly, pushing herself to sit as upright as possible, her eyes never leaving Lady Death, staying directly on her. Was it protection? Yes, but also Agatha knew that she could never stop staring, her infatuation with Rio was larger than her ache for power, to steal it, and to use it.
"Don't... don't call me that anymore." Agatha's voice was trying to be stern but it was breathy, unable to hold the power dominance between them.
"Oh why? You don't like hearing my pet name for you anymore?" Rio moved to be on all fours over Agatha's body, eyes staring deep into her soul, subtly and silently moving her downwards to lay back on her trench coat.
"No, it's been too long." Agatha's voice was still strong, but her body language was submitting to Rio. She knew where she stood and playing along with Rio was smarter. She didn't want to play the power struggle game if Rio was being so close to her. What did Rio have on her that caused Agatha to bend at the knee so quickly.
"Oh boo, you're such a killjoy." Rio fake pouts as she leans closer, their lips barely a hair's breadth apart as she speaks.
"You haven't called me a killjoy for centuries." Agatha's lips almost brushed against Rio's with how close the Green Witch was to her.
"And you haven't called me in centuries. Was our last time together that bad Agatha darling?" Rio prodded.
"No, it was so long ago that I barely remember it."
"Lets change that before that emo and potion witch come back to find you for the next trial." Rio closed the space swiftly, finally pressing her lips against Agatha's. As the kiss progressed, Rio put either knee on each side of Agatha's hips, not touching the spirit witch with her hands, but black aura magick lifted off her body as they kissed, wrapping around the two of them in their very own love tunnel. They had never officially ended anything, so much so that Agatha didn't remember sleeping with anyone since their last rendevous.
Agatha couldn't help but reach a hand up to not cup Rio's face, but the back of her neck, the kiss turning feverish as she forced Rio's lips to stay on hers. Not wanting them to leave. Tilting her head to the side caused the kiss to get deeper, tongues coming into play as Agatha tested the waters by swiping across Rio's lower lip, to which she flipped the script fast, her tongue pushing into the spirit witches mouth, one hand of her's finally touching Agatha, holding her hip as she found Agatha's belt and began playing with it.
There was a secret and silent agreement between the two of them, nothing was off limits. Ever. So quickly, Agatha's belt was being unbuckled and her pants zipped down as Rio continue to makeout with her. Agatha was already whimpering out a moan as Rio pulled back, cackling like the witch she was at how wanton Agatha was beginning to act.
"Haven't been touched in a century have you?" She asks deeply, nimble fingers playing with the lace underwear Agatha was adorning which caused the other girl to nod. "Last one to touch me was you Rio." She struggled to talk, already enveloped in the passion as she let Rio simply play her like a fiddle. Rio's hand delved into her pants, finding a wetness there that she had missed for the longest of times. The simple touch of Rio's fingers at her wet core made Agatha let out a moan. One muffled by Rio's mouth back on her. Fingers were against Agatha's clit, rubbing slow circles around the nub, causing it to throb before she brushed over it, feeling Agatha's hips buckle.
"Be quiet Aggie," She whispered against her lips, Rio shaking her head slightly, "you don't want to alert the others." That was going to be difficult, but maybe if Agatha was louder, she would get to kiss Rio again. Satan knew when she would get the chance to kiss her again after this. The witch simply nods as Lady Death continued to rub her clit, kissing Agatha deeply. Agatha kept Rio close, hip trying to buck up to meet Rio's ministrations on her core.
Rio lifted a knee over Agatha's lap, moving to lay her down, still bent over her but continuing to kiss her, shifting the direction of her hands so two fingers could push inside of Agatha, her thumb rubbing her clit to help bring her closer to the edge. Agatha pants into Rio's mouth as she pulls at her own top, trying to add some friction to her chest, hitting as many sensitive buttons of hers as possible. Rio however notices this and her magick swoops in, pushing Agatha's hand away with a gust of wind.
"Uh uh, only what I want you to feel this time." She whispers as she continues to thrust her fingers into her, thumb rubbing faster circles around Agatha's clit as the witches walls tightened around Death's fingers. "And I want to feel you let you. Cum for me Aggie, cum for your wife." While there may have been no ceremony, they were deeper into a relationship than simple lovers. Raising Nicholas together till death was cementing enough of their complicated relationship. Agatha let go entirely, her body shaking as she lets go entirely, moaning into Rio's mouth.
As she comes down from her orgasm, Agatha pants as she kisses Rio back softly, heart racing as Rio removes her fingers from Agatha's pants. Wiping her fingers against her pant leg, Rio stood up to leave Agatha just laying there in pure pleasure, coming down from an orgasm unlike any other. "Are you really leaving me again?" Agatha's voice broke as she looked up to see Rio standing over her. She looked almost sad. Something no one else besides Agatha Harkness ever got to see.
"You know I can't stay Aggie, bodies to collect, debt's to pay." Rio spoke sadly, turning away to walk the opposite way, away from the end of the witches road. "The bodies are piling up now, we can't continue like this." Rio states, turning back around, Lady Death taking over the Rio that Agatha fell in love with centuries ago. "Time to show them who the real Agatha Harkness is... and stop being a coward."
When she calls you a coward, hit the deck.
Agatha's eyes snap, glistening purple as she stands up, it is no longer gentle Aggie and sad Rio, but Agatha Harkness and Lady Death.
"See you on the battlefield doll, and remember," Agatha comments as she bends down and gets her trench coat, tossing it over her shoulder. "You can't kill me, it's not allowed."
It caused Death to laugh, shaking her head, the cackle echoing down the road, alerting the others of her presence as other sets of footsteps grew louder.
Agatha turned to walk away, waving a hand goodbye with the simple call out of, "thanks for the orgasm!"