I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
The little prince getting dirty would be the least of their worries it seems. Maeve holds on loosely to Locke's arm as they walk along the shore, curiosity tugging them deeper into the jungle until they come across Frey. It's a version of Locke lounging in the water except there are wings of jet black sprouting from the deity's back, the tips of the feathers dipping into the water and she feels her cheeks flush the way they always do in the herlad's presence. "Perhaps you'll make a few new friends, my starlight." Maeve encourages her son when she spots a few children already gathering around.
Locke's voice slips into her mind and she hums, a smirk curling on her lips as jade eyes cut his way, leaning in to steal a quick kiss and letting him feel a curl of heat along the bond as she pulls back. One can only hope we'll get each other. It's been a while since we've had a date.
Locke's voice slips into her mind and she hums, a smirk curling on her lips as jade eyes cut his way, leaning in to steal a quick kiss and letting him feel a curl of heat along the bond as she pulls back. One can only hope we'll get each other. It's been a while since we've had a date.
They take my fingers in their mouths like it's poetry
Maeve
