// won't you breathe with me? //
The tenderness of his eyes softened something brittle that tried to rise up in her, melting a half-formed wall of clear ice before it had a chance to solidify. Bad habits did not break easily, it seemed. She'd spent so many years running from emotion that confronting them now felt uncomfortable. Not bad, exactly, only different. New, and unaccustomed as a pair of boots fresh off the rack. Tremors more felt than seen shook her lip, but stilled beneath his thumb. Opening her mouth, Maea caught the pad of it between sharp fangs; not hard, not enough to break skin, not for any reason but whim and impulse.
If she was a cat, the possessive undercurrent lacing through his words would have made her purr. It definitely set the heat rising in her, a heady surge of lust brought high by the swell of his erection within her. What she wanted… what was there to want other than this? She hardly knew what to ask for, or what she'd like to do for him, and could she really ask for [i]anything?[/] It had her heart pounding, slamming against ribs - a trapped bird catching the scent of fresh air and longing to break free.
"Then, I want to… come, again," she breathed, astounded that she got the words out without withering away on the spot. The blush deepened, and she dragged her arm up to cover her eyes; still her fingers laced through his, so it likely wouldn't last long, but just for a moment… "Please?"
If she was a cat, the possessive undercurrent lacing through his words would have made her purr. It definitely set the heat rising in her, a heady surge of lust brought high by the swell of his erection within her. What she wanted… what was there to want other than this? She hardly knew what to ask for, or what she'd like to do for him, and could she really ask for [i]anything?[/] It had her heart pounding, slamming against ribs - a trapped bird catching the scent of fresh air and longing to break free.
"Then, I want to… come, again," she breathed, astounded that she got the words out without withering away on the spot. The blush deepened, and she dragged her arm up to cover her eyes; still her fingers laced through his, so it likely wouldn't last long, but just for a moment… "Please?"
Maea
// won't you take me to your heart? //
