Misery Loves Company (Arianda, Sabriel)

To have Arianda in her arms brought such bliss and as Sabriel gently embraced the white haired woman further, she realised then just how truly fortunate she was. Without her fellow Arrancar, knew how far into the abyss she would have fallen? What would have become of her if she had given in to her misery and her lust had become a more malevolent impulse in her life? She could have become like so many other Arrancar and simply become a creature of chaos and malice, like those who had been on that battlefield with her.

Her smile widening as Arianda confirmed her echoing heartbeat, Sabriel would reply. “The thought of regaining it was something that had always been an idle curiosity rather than a goal. Yet, meeting so many people and experiencing such an array of pleasure and pain, I suppose that it goes to show that it was all worth it in the end. My mistake has inadvertently started me down a path to finding myself and becoming whole, something that has for so long seemed impossible.”

A gentle hand would leave Arianda’s waist then, to find itself moving up to gently stroke the delicate horns of her beloved partner. The future, which up until she had walked Arianda’s door had looked so dark, suddenly seemed all the brighter. There was much to do and Sabriel was uncertain as to whether she could truly atone for her error but if there was a method then she would find it and together with her gorgeous partner, perhaps she would do whatever was necessary to do so.