Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
In the end, giving in was so easy. All she had to do was let go and surrender to the sensations he stirred up within her. From the first, it had been impossible to resist, and this time was no different. From the sweet taste of his mouth and the feeling of his tongue tangling with her own, to the way his hand squeezed her hip, pulling her hips towards his, it was all she wanted, all she needed. Maea kissed him back, a soft buzz starting in her blood that was part tiredness, part whiskey and candle light, and all Sunjata's hands on her skin. Warm, gentle, a little rough.
She arched her back into the his hand where it trailed up her spine, her hand in his hair tightening again. His lips trailed off from her mouth, över the cheek and to her neck, and with a soft, breathy hum Maea tilted her head back, to give him access. The teeth scraping her neck, the tender skin beneath her ear made her breath catch. Her knee rose up to hook over his hip, and she shifted slightly, tried to ease herself in beneath him.
"Don't stop..." she breathed, a little lightheaded. Gods, how did he do it? So little, and already she was practically melting in his arms.
She arched her back into the his hand where it trailed up her spine, her hand in his hair tightening again. His lips trailed off from her mouth, över the cheek and to her neck, and with a soft, breathy hum Maea tilted her head back, to give him access. The teeth scraping her neck, the tender skin beneath her ear made her breath catch. Her knee rose up to hook over his hip, and she shifted slightly, tried to ease herself in beneath him.
"Don't stop..." she breathed, a little lightheaded. Gods, how did he do it? So little, and already she was practically melting in his arms.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
