Maea
The worst of all blessings
Given the way she had all but curled up against his side by now, Maea clearly didn't have any objections to being touched by him either. "Okay. For me... I think I might be quite touchy originally. But I've had some bad experiences, and my previous relationship ended because I didn't want to invite others into the bedroom... So somewhere along the way, it became this huge thing in my mind. Like offering a simple handshake meant giving away something – " Using her free hand to pick at a loose thread at a seam of her skirt, Maea considered the way she interacted with those she felt close to. "I'm getting better at it, I think. And I actually really like hugs, and little nudges with my closest friends... anything more than that gets too private, though." Going slow would likely be necessary, truth be told, no matter how comfortable she felt right now. They were on the same page about that, as with so much else.
"What's the worst thing anyone could do to you?" It was an impulse question, purely out of curiosity, and a perfect reason to let her gaze linger on his face... ah, not that she had to sneak glances anymore. Looking was fine, right? Allowed, perhaps even encouraged - a thought that stirred up all the butterflies in her gut for the hundredth time this evening.
"What's the worst thing anyone could do to you?" It was an impulse question, purely out of curiosity, and a perfect reason to let her gaze linger on his face... ah, not that she had to sneak glances anymore. Looking was fine, right? Allowed, perhaps even encouraged - a thought that stirred up all the butterflies in her gut for the hundredth time this evening.
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
