I don't trust nobody
"Maybe he will. You never know and I wouldn't be so quick to dismiss the possibility." She murmured, sighing softly as she looked back up at the sky. The stars weren't hiding tonight and she was happy to watch them shine. Maeve hoped that Sam's person was still out there. Maybe because hoping for something like that gave a reason to keep going. What was life without hope? Hope for love, happiness, comfort, whatever. Maeve wasn't sure there was much of a life without it.
She was glad that she could at least bring a smile to her new companions lips. Even if it was with her cold opinions about the gods. At least someone got a kick out of her dislike for them. Maeve wrinkled her nose at the description. "Cushions and things? No bed? A couch? Not even a cot? What kind of sex room doesn't at least have a cot?" She huffed, rolling her eyes as she shook her head in disbelief. That just wasn't right. Didn't Frey have something to do with that room? Why didn't she have it properly outfitted? Ridiculous.
The surprise was expected. Maeve hummed softly, thumb brushing across his hand absentmindedly, "Here's something no one ever admits... The first time you try anything during sex is bad. I mean, it can be okay and sometimes even good, but most first times don't go the way you think. Having a partner who knows and understands that makes all the difference though." She turned to look at him, a soft smile curling onto her lips, "Lucky for you, I am very well versed in first times and a rather patient lover. If that's something you want to try... Well, there are worse picks out there, no?"
She was glad that she could at least bring a smile to her new companions lips. Even if it was with her cold opinions about the gods. At least someone got a kick out of her dislike for them. Maeve wrinkled her nose at the description. "Cushions and things? No bed? A couch? Not even a cot? What kind of sex room doesn't at least have a cot?" She huffed, rolling her eyes as she shook her head in disbelief. That just wasn't right. Didn't Frey have something to do with that room? Why didn't she have it properly outfitted? Ridiculous.
The surprise was expected. Maeve hummed softly, thumb brushing across his hand absentmindedly, "Here's something no one ever admits... The first time you try anything during sex is bad. I mean, it can be okay and sometimes even good, but most first times don't go the way you think. Having a partner who knows and understands that makes all the difference though." She turned to look at him, a soft smile curling onto her lips, "Lucky for you, I am very well versed in first times and a rather patient lover. If that's something you want to try... Well, there are worse picks out there, no?"
and nobody trusts me
Maeve
