Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
She was ready for him to withdraw soon enough, like he had just now. To keep it cool, chaste, friendly, take it slow. But he eased into the kiss, just like she had, only this time it was with a hunger she knew too well. The way his grip tightened on her hip, the slow, taunting test of his tongue as it licked along her lip, as if daring her to pull away. Or give in. Maea knew where this would end if she didn't retreat now, because, really? None of them knew how to take things slow.
And she was done playing it safe.
As her lips softened under his, to part and let his tongue into her mouth, her fingers slipped back up into his hair, nails raking gently along his scalp. Her other arm closed tighter around his back, pulling him in, pressing her body up against his. The smoldering embers in her finally showing through, as she gave in. Gave up, left reason and thought behind, to focus solely on him.
And she was done playing it safe.
As her lips softened under his, to part and let his tongue into her mouth, her fingers slipped back up into his hair, nails raking gently along his scalp. Her other arm closed tighter around his back, pulling him in, pressing her body up against his. The smoldering embers in her finally showing through, as she gave in. Gave up, left reason and thought behind, to focus solely on him.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
