the blood you bleed is just the blood you owe

Maea

And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain

Standing on her knees, placed over his thighs, Maea took a moment to simply look down at him. For all that her cheeks were flushed and her puffy, red-rimmed eyes were hot with desire, there was something tender in her gaze too. Something a little awed, admiring, that roamed the lines of his body with hungry relish.

And it wasn't just her eyes that roamed... Though his hands remained pinned in a soft but firm grip, invisible fingers ghosted over his skin too. Brushed gentle knuckles over his cheek, trailed down his neck, spread palms open over his chest. More hands than a girl with soft eyes and hungry lips could have. Especially as hers was busy, slowly pulling the dress up over her head.

Maea left herself naked before his eyes, laid bare. Bruises were forming on her neck and shoulders from their earlier joining, and scars from a shark bite painted red lines around her right thigh, but beyond that, she was unmarred. Pale, marble-skinned and reed thin in the dappled sunlight, her peaked nipples as pink as the tongue that ran across her lips... slow, suggestive as she leaned down over him, to press her mouth against his in a light, lingering kiss.

And on her back, a pair of white feathered wings shimmered into existence.

Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay