// won't you breathe with me? //
Everything he took she gave gladly, ecstatically. All he gave her in return, of passion and love, was tucked safely away in the left inside pocket of her heart. It felt like so much more than sex, this union. It was proof that their promises of passion weren't just talk, proof that the attraction was as real as the warm friendship it had grown out of. Perhaps having only one of those things would have been enough for a few more years, but eventually they likely would have drifted apart, needing more to feel fulfilled. Now though… Now they had both, and in the highest high of her release, when she felt Liam reach his own culmination alongside her, Maea felt a sense of completion like none other. Like a void within her had been filled with the finality of a new landmass rising out of the sea.
She settled back into herself gradually. The sharp edges of her desire were polished off, like cream skimmed off of milk, but she suspected it wouldn't take much to get her going again. For now though, this was good. To share breath with Liam, foreheads connected while the pulse slowed. Caressing his mouth with her lips like she was sampling wine. Languishing in the feel of him, Maea dragged her nails lightly across his scalp; stretching herself out beneath him with all the lazy sensuality of a drowsy cat, as she was in no hurry to let him go or get out from beneath him. He wasn't heavy, only comforting; his weight was all the proof she needed that this was real.
It really happened. She had just slept with Liam… and he was incredible.
A mischievous smile spread slowly against his lips. Listening for a reaction, the ancient clenched her core around him again, making herself as tight as she could; just to feel him, to see what would happen.
She settled back into herself gradually. The sharp edges of her desire were polished off, like cream skimmed off of milk, but she suspected it wouldn't take much to get her going again. For now though, this was good. To share breath with Liam, foreheads connected while the pulse slowed. Caressing his mouth with her lips like she was sampling wine. Languishing in the feel of him, Maea dragged her nails lightly across his scalp; stretching herself out beneath him with all the lazy sensuality of a drowsy cat, as she was in no hurry to let him go or get out from beneath him. He wasn't heavy, only comforting; his weight was all the proof she needed that this was real.
It really happened. She had just slept with Liam… and he was incredible.
A mischievous smile spread slowly against his lips. Listening for a reaction, the ancient clenched her core around him again, making herself as tight as she could; just to feel him, to see what would happen.
Maea
// won't you take me to your heart? //
