I thought you said forever over and over
Maea arched against his mouth, a deep moan falling from her lips, and Liam thought that surely this must be bliss. As his lover fell apart beneath his ministrations, already he was prepared to put her back together, to reel her back in from the cliff she'd fallen over. He didn't need to be Attuned to feel the emotion within her, nor did he need to be a telepath to sense her blooming beneath his touch. Certainly either of those would have made it clearer to Liam, but he'd long since grown accustomed to Maea's tells almost without having realized it.
So as the hand on her breast slipped down, the fingers inside her slowing and withdrawing, the soldier kissed his way back up her body, standing to lean his forehead against hers even as he cupped her face tenderly in his hands. His thumbs gently traced her cheekbones, wiping away any dampness that he found there. For long moments, he simply stood with her, waiting for her to come down from her high. Gods, but he loved her. He could tell her a thousand times and it would never be enough - so he would strive to show her, each and every day, in a thousand different ways. This was only one of them.
And if all she wanted now was to sink into the tub, he'd join her gladly, without expectation of anything in return. But if she wanted more, he would gladly oblige her every wish - anything she wanted, if it was in his power to provide. But the ball was in her court now.
So as the hand on her breast slipped down, the fingers inside her slowing and withdrawing, the soldier kissed his way back up her body, standing to lean his forehead against hers even as he cupped her face tenderly in his hands. His thumbs gently traced her cheekbones, wiping away any dampness that he found there. For long moments, he simply stood with her, waiting for her to come down from her high. Gods, but he loved her. He could tell her a thousand times and it would never be enough - so he would strive to show her, each and every day, in a thousand different ways. This was only one of them.
And if all she wanted now was to sink into the tub, he'd join her gladly, without expectation of anything in return. But if she wanted more, he would gladly oblige her every wish - anything she wanted, if it was in his power to provide. But the ball was in her court now.
A sleepless night becomes bitter oblivion
Liam
