OS 4 : You're burning me alive. (LadyWitch)

[Modern AU. No magic] : Eloise Gardener was a fascinating woman, and Victoria Belfrey couldn't help but be attracted to her. Except that she had a lot of madness in her, and, if she staid too much close to her, she might get burned one day. Not that it would really mind her… LadyWitch (Gothel/Rapunzel).

Warnings : Dark!fic, smut, death!fic, sect, murder and sacrifice. Hints of mind control.

- This text had been written for "Le Défi des Ships Farfelus" from "La Gazette des Bonbons au Citron" : Gothel/Rapunzel.

Victoria Belfrey had always knew that Eloise Gardener would never bring anything good to her.

(Or to anyone else in general.)

It didn't stop her from falling under her spell.

Victoria Belfrey, who lived in Hyperion Heights since she was born there, was coming from a quite rich family, and now that she was twenty-six years old, she was ruling the Belfrey Towers, replacing her parents (and she was quite good at doing it).

Eloise Gardener, as for her, was also coming from a rich family, but there was something in her that people didn't like, that made them shiver with fear every time they saw her.

What was it exactly, the look in her eyes, her madness not really well hidden, the fact that she was well-known for being the member of a dangerous cult (people even said that she was the boss…) ?

It was not Victoria's case, who wasn't afraid at all by her.

Was it because she had been almost raised up with the young woman who was the same age as she was, or because she was just simply too much in love with her ?

And in fact, why wouldn't she ?

She was sarcastic, smart (maybe too much smart for her own good… Or, well, she didn't use her intelligence wisely…), she was her friend (well, if she really did have friends…) she had wonderful and magnetic blue eyes, almost hypnotic, and she was also so, so beautiful.

Of course she loved her…

When she realized it, it was already too late…

§§§§

Eloise didn't love her, for sure…

Well, the "witch" as she was called by some people, while Victoria was herself the "lady" of Hyperion Heights surely didn't love anyone, except herself.

But there was something in her, something which stopped the other woman from running away, while she should have, like almost everyone else did at one moment.

Something which attracted the young woman to her, so much, and she couldn't explain why.

For a lot of people, Eloise Gardener was a lot of things.

For Victoria Belfrey, she was a true star : beautiful, attractive, dangerous, dazzling, impossible to escape, and ready to burn her if she came too much close to her.

(Oh, of course she would.)

§§§§

They were both twenty-one years old the first time it happened.

Victoria didn't freaking know what had made her go to Eloise's house this day (the "witch" lived here on her own, since her parents had died in strange circumstances…), why she had especially wanted to see her, alone, why now.

Well, something was burning in her, and she felt like she needed to see her, right now, for… reasons.

She just knew that she needed her…

Like she had never needed anyone else before.

Just like she wanted to belong somewhere, and felt like Eloise could offer her that, while her parents didn't.

And it was like Eloise just knew that she would come here, like she had realized how much Victoria needed her in her life, as if she had seen the fire and the frustration burning into her veins and which would soon explode if she didn't take care of it.

She wanted Eloise Gardener.

And she wanted her now.

If she wasn't wrong, well, so did the "witch" too…

In fact, when Victoria came into her room (she knew how to enter without being seen by anyone) and went to kiss her, Eloise just immediately replied to the kiss, like she had seen it coming.

It was also deeply frustrating for Victoria, her friend/future lover always seemed to always know what she would do, maybe even before she had only thought about it…

Eloise then had began to smile.

"Looks like you finally decided to do something, didn't you ?"

Victoria had wanted to slap her, to hit her, to do anything to her which would make her loose her composure.

But she didn't…

"Shut up and kiss me, she just answered, grabbing her by her hair, and when Eloise complied, Victoria just moaned."

Yes, that's it, things were finally like they should be.

Not loosing her time, impatient, Victoria got out of her own clothes, almost tearing them apart, and so did she with Eloise's own clothes, who watched her with the same insufferable smirk on her lips that Victoria just wanted to tear apart too…

"You really want this, right ?

- Just shut up Eloise !"

She kissed her again, and the woman just laughed.

Gods…

Was she that desperate for control ? Victoria lately figured out.

Apparently, yes, and Eloise knew it too.

It was like the damn woman knew everything about her, even the things Victoria ignored.

And as she felt Eloise put kisses down her skin, Victoria just stopped thinking about it.

She totally stopped thinking, in fact.

It was… just what she wanted.

Like she imagined it would be.

She was still burning, yes, but… differently.

And Gothel clearly knew what she was doing…

Hands all over her body, fingers lost between her tights, a mouth on her breasts, while her moans of ecstasy resonated in the big house, surely, it was Eloise who was in control, and it should have felt wrong, but it didn't, and Victoria knew that she was loosing herself, but she didn't care.

It was too much good…

And Eloise still had her damn smirk, so beautiful, wonderful, and all these other things that she was, and Victoria just didn't want it to ever end, and yes she was lost, totally lost, and it didn't matter anymore because it was just what she had always wanted.

The fire was still here, it would always be here, and it would never stop burning her, she was sure of it.

The day after, when she woke up, Victoria Belfrey realized that, indeed, she was trapped for forever.

She figured out rapidly that it was not a problem.

§§§§

Eloise Gardener was not a good person.

She was mad at first, the member of a cult, and she killed people.

And since now five years old, Victoria helped her doing it…

She still didn't know why she just couldn't stop it, and make her stop it.

Why she liked it so much, or how the witch (she was one, truly one, even though she had no magic. Or so Victoria thought…) had succeeded to make her become just like she was.

She was trapped with her.

It was not normal, it was not sane, it was not good in any way, and Victoria Belfrey had always knew it, but she couldn't help loving it anyway, loving how it made her feel, so helpless and happy at the same time, and she was still trying to find out how on hell she had fallen into the same madness in which Eloise was stuck since so many time.

But it didn't matter anymore, no, not now, not while Eloise's fingers were deeply penetrating her, playing with her pussy, as they were fucking on the ground, surrounded by corpses and blood, and a part of her knew that it was not normal, and that maybe Eloise had made something to her, but she didn't care anymore, she didn't control her own mind or her body, and yes, the second her orgasm hit her, she stopped thinking about it.

Her life was full of monstrosity, for sure, but she loved it, indeed.