I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
The movement surprised both of them. Maeve wasn't really thinking about it when she did it. What it meant. It was merely an urge that she followed, a small indulgence because there would likely be no more after this. She doesn't think it would be wise for either of them. Maeve listens to each word he says, hanging onto all of them with bated breath as he explains how he got the shark bites and then some, giving her more than she asked for. Maeve hums softly as he finishes his explanations, eyes widening a fraction when he mentions Deimos, explaining where those scars came from and how the man was responsible for two different attacks to his person. "My if your skin doesn't tell a story." Maeve teases, huffing a soft laugh as she smiles up at him, shifting in her spot to get more comfortable.
"You don't have to indulge me further, Jata. At this rate we'll be here all afternoon." She shifts back onto her palms, straightening her legs to stretch herself out, flexing her toes to stretch out her hamstrings. Maeve flops onto her back after a moment, simply breathing deeply as her body continues to rest.
"You don't have to indulge me further, Jata. At this rate we'll be here all afternoon." She shifts back onto her palms, straightening her legs to stretch herself out, flexing her toes to stretch out her hamstrings. Maeve flops onto her back after a moment, simply breathing deeply as her body continues to rest.
They take my fingers in their mouths like it's poetry
Maeve
