[SE] Ignore all the burdens that you keep

// won't you breathe with me? //

If she was a book, he'd find it easy to read her pages. Never very adept at concealing her emotions, here even the thin veneer of bravado had been set aside, like a mask removed. It had no place in this cavern, in this moment where she was giving her all to her lover, better saved for dealing with strangers and enemies that didn't need to know her inner workings. Liam did need to. Had earned that right, by virtue of his loyalty and care; for him she would bring the walls down, if it took her a hundred years or more.

Liam would find that slow, even thrust of his hips had all tension - what little had tried to build ‐ bleeding away from her gaze. The deeper and firmer he speared her the more pronounced her breath became, truly as if she'd like it best of all to take him beneath her own skin. Trailing fingers down her side elicited a soft hum, entirely comfortable - until he grazed the hollow between hip and belly and caused a muscle just beneath the skin to twitch, sudden and decidedly ticklish. Catching herself in the midst of a flinch and a squirm, Maea bit down on nervous laughter - half convinced their love making could turn into a tickling match given half a chance.

She did peak out from beneath her underarm, at least; eyes bright against the rosy cheeks, laughing through the uncertainty - trusting, at the end of the day, that Liam would stop if she really wanted him to.

Maea

// won't you take me to your heart? //