// won't you breathe with me? //
Feeling his gaze like a tangible thing upon her, the faint flutter intensified to a vibration that made her skin feel oversensitive. That magnetic pull was drawing her in, tempting her to put the towel in his hands and see where things went from there. To feel his fingers combing through her hair...
Alas, the knight in him was alive and well, still. "Alright. Take as long as you like. Make it past ten minutes and I'll be convinced you're actually a Mer in disguise." It would certainly explain how he could be this handsome, even while blood-stained and tired. Or did she just like men in red?
Taking over his spot on the blankets, she kept working on her hair until it no longer dripped. Leaving it loose down her back to dry, it proved harder than expected to keep from turning around. Not only because she wanted to see him, but because hearing him move through the water, splashing about in the process of rinsing off, was somehow even more sensual than standing face to face.
"Are you feeling any better?" came her soft question after a while, when the silence became too loaded. He'd been shaking in the aftermath... and while it was tempting to think the absence of such external signs meant there was nothing more to talk about, Maea knew better.
Alas, the knight in him was alive and well, still. "Alright. Take as long as you like. Make it past ten minutes and I'll be convinced you're actually a Mer in disguise." It would certainly explain how he could be this handsome, even while blood-stained and tired. Or did she just like men in red?
Taking over his spot on the blankets, she kept working on her hair until it no longer dripped. Leaving it loose down her back to dry, it proved harder than expected to keep from turning around. Not only because she wanted to see him, but because hearing him move through the water, splashing about in the process of rinsing off, was somehow even more sensual than standing face to face.
"Are you feeling any better?" came her soft question after a while, when the silence became too loaded. He'd been shaking in the aftermath... and while it was tempting to think the absence of such external signs meant there was nothing more to talk about, Maea knew better.
Maea
// won't you take me to your heart? //
