Hatchling

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you Phoebe smiled and nodded when Emmett confirmed where the kids were. "Martha is really sweet for having them over so much." she said. It warmed her heart to know that there were others out there that were helping and supporting Emmett. What he was doing was difficult, and that he had so many kind neighbors was a comfort to her worries. But she was quickly distracted by other things. Her hands naturally rose to rest on his shoulders, her heart skipping a beat at his sweet but teasing kiss. Eyes still closed her head seemed to follow him as he pulled away of its own accord, wanting more than he had granted her. "Well, I think I'd sure like to." His actions coupled with his words made her heart race, cheeks flushing ever so slightly as her eyes fluttered open. This wasn't like Long Night, when they had come together unexpectedly, nor like the time after visiting Frey, when the god's influence was still clouding their minds. This was intentional, and it made her nervous in the best of ways. "Then let's go." she said with a small smile, hands running down his arms to take his hands. She walked backwards for a moment, consciously emphasizing the sway of her hips with each step, but dropped one hand so she could lead him up the stairs to the single room that served as her personal living space.