I would fall from grace just to touch your face
No, nothing could happen. At least not in Maeve's mind. The three of them fit well together. Very well. Even if nothing came of it, they would at least have a good time forgetting about the world for an evening. Her nose wrinkles at the mention of Stormbreaks, "Gods, no. It's way too dreary there. I'll host you both here." She agrees with ease, already turning over in her head what activities they could get up to aside from eating. Forgive her, Remi, it's been a while.
Sighing in appreciation as he rotates them, Maeve lets herself fracture in his arms, knowing she was safe to do so. That was the thing about Remi she appreciated most. He always held her together in moments like this. Though, she was growing tired of crying over a man who truly didn't deserve her the way she gave herself to him. She brings a hand up to his cheek, cupping it gently, seeing a truth in his eyes and knowing that he spoke from experience. "No, I suppose we can't." The Nightshade murmurs, brushing a thumb across his stubble as her lips match his.
"Wonderful company. I don't care what people say about you being so unapproachable, I think you're a delight." Her nose wrinkles playfully, a mischievous sparkle in the jade of her eyes as she throws out the lighthearted jest. There was a connection that simply bonded them together in a way that would likely make little sense to others. Maeve wouldn't ever be able to explain it, but she didn't need to because Remi knew. He knew everything and that meant she could simply exist without worry.
Sighing in appreciation as he rotates them, Maeve lets herself fracture in his arms, knowing she was safe to do so. That was the thing about Remi she appreciated most. He always held her together in moments like this. Though, she was growing tired of crying over a man who truly didn't deserve her the way she gave herself to him. She brings a hand up to his cheek, cupping it gently, seeing a truth in his eyes and knowing that he spoke from experience. "No, I suppose we can't." The Nightshade murmurs, brushing a thumb across his stubble as her lips match his.
"Wonderful company. I don't care what people say about you being so unapproachable, I think you're a delight." Her nose wrinkles playfully, a mischievous sparkle in the jade of her eyes as she throws out the lighthearted jest. There was a connection that simply bonded them together in a way that would likely make little sense to others. Maeve wouldn't ever be able to explain it, but she didn't need to because Remi knew. He knew everything and that meant she could simply exist without worry.
Maeve
