Foot rub

"My feet are killing me" whined Bellatrix laying on the couch, messing up the decorative pillows Hermione insisted they should have.

"Come on hun,stop whining" the younger witch said softly. "I'm tired too. It was a long day, wedding preparations are exausting after all." she added, laying next to her wife-to-be.

"Yeah, but you weren't in heels the whole time" she murmured, staring jealiously at Hermione's comfy booties while stretching her pained legs.

"Aww, baby, are you hurt?" the youngest witch said commpasionately. "Do you want a foot rub?"

"Noo,noo,forget it." Bella protested. "We both know what happens every single time you offer me a foot rub. I'm tired Mione, i really can't right now. I'm not your age." She brushed her off.

"Come on hun, don't act childishly." Hermione teased her."It won't happen this time. Come on, I'm not trying to seduce you. We will be married soon, we'll have all the time in the world at our honeymoon." she added with an innocent smile.

"Fiine" Bella groaned, while her wife happily took her seat at the end of the couch. "Oooh, you're good. That's...amazing actually. Oh Mione, how do you do this?" she wondered loudly,the pain in her legs long gone.

"Magic" she grinned, looking straight at Bella's eyes.

"Oh fuck this shit" Bellatrix exclaimed, pulling her partner on top of her. Hermione giggled' mission accomplished.