Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
It was a rule she respected, a rule har admired him fore above all else. The reason why her heart ached and her tongue curled with shame now, because it was a rule she had broken. Violated, in the worst possible way. Maea didn't deserve this tender touch, the sweet, burning trail his lips painted over her cheek, light as a ghost, as a sigh.
Her eyes spoke of regret, that she had broken something so precious. Of longing, for what she had no right to ask for. That he even wanted to touch her again was more than she ever thought possible, and yet..
His nose brushed hers, and his fingers was in her hair, and then his mouth was on hers. A rush of hot breath, a soft caress of lips... Her own were quivering, from warmth pooling in her stomach, from need and shame and humility that he could forgive her enough for this to be possible.
Her fingers tightened in his hair, so carefully, and with a soft sigh on the verge of tears, she leaned Into the kiss. Eyes closed, all senses focused on this one point of contact.
Her eyes spoke of regret, that she had broken something so precious. Of longing, for what she had no right to ask for. That he even wanted to touch her again was more than she ever thought possible, and yet..
His nose brushed hers, and his fingers was in her hair, and then his mouth was on hers. A rush of hot breath, a soft caress of lips... Her own were quivering, from warmth pooling in her stomach, from need and shame and humility that he could forgive her enough for this to be possible.
Her fingers tightened in his hair, so carefully, and with a soft sigh on the verge of tears, she leaned Into the kiss. Eyes closed, all senses focused on this one point of contact.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
