Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
He shuddered and broke under her, and Maea loved the way his movements sharpened, how his arms tightened, how everything about him just grew that much more intense as pleasure overtook his senses. In the midst of her own release, she felt it keenly. Loved it, relished it, and all the more because of how tenderly he held her, how his mouth searched for hers. Noses touching, something so loving in the way he nuzzled his way to her lips; it made it all that sweeter to rock with him, to close her mouth to his and share this moment with him.
What a fool she was. Did anything really matter beyond this? That he loved her, wanted her, that she loved and wanted him? What did it change, if others came and went through his life when she wasn't around? Everything, nothing... this would stay the same.
Right?
Maea kept rocking her hips as long as she had strength left in her, dragging every last bit of pleasure out of him until he was spent, and she was too. Only then did she slow in his arms, growing still, her breath staggered and uneven. But she kissed him again, and again, small, light presses of her lips to his, loving and affectionate. Calming, soothing.
"I love you." If everything else changed around them, between them... at least that would always remain true. And right now? She wasn't thinking of anything at all. Just lost with him, in the candle-lit room, happy to pretend the night would never end.
What a fool she was. Did anything really matter beyond this? That he loved her, wanted her, that she loved and wanted him? What did it change, if others came and went through his life when she wasn't around? Everything, nothing... this would stay the same.
Right?
Maea kept rocking her hips as long as she had strength left in her, dragging every last bit of pleasure out of him until he was spent, and she was too. Only then did she slow in his arms, growing still, her breath staggered and uneven. But she kissed him again, and again, small, light presses of her lips to his, loving and affectionate. Calming, soothing.
"I love you." If everything else changed around them, between them... at least that would always remain true. And right now? She wasn't thinking of anything at all. Just lost with him, in the candle-lit room, happy to pretend the night would never end.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
