Maeve
Maeve lets him pull her down with him, laying her head against his chest as his arms wrap around her loosely. Her breathing starts to even out and her heartbeat slows to match his as her holds her. Maeve sighs softly, fingers tracing patterns lightly across his skin, "Yeah... I am too." She whispers, a small smile curling on her lips as she basks in the afterglow of their tryst. His fingers skate over the skin of her back, teasing along her spine as he holds her snug against his chest.
"It was a pretty good sorry, but I think you might have a little more apologizing to do." She teases, huffing out a soft laugh as she lifts her head to gaze down at him as she leans lightly into his palm. "Yeah, I'm kind of glad you did too. Also glad I didn't stab you." A laugh bubbles out of her as her grin grows a touch wider.
"It was a pretty good sorry, but I think you might have a little more apologizing to do." She teases, huffing out a soft laugh as she lifts her head to gaze down at him as she leans lightly into his palm. "Yeah, I'm kind of glad you did too. Also glad I didn't stab you." A laugh bubbles out of her as her grin grows a touch wider.
Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending
still waiting for her happy ending
