You're so cold
but you feel alive
Of course she was right. Humming contentedly at the kiss, she leaned into it, savoring the taste of his mouth. Barely even noticed his hand at the wrap before it came loose and fell away. Quite by reflex her hands shot up to cover the exposed breasts - far too late at this point, what modesty was left to even preserve now? - and huffed at him, blushing. "Are you referring to the bruises, or... anything else?" she countered, trying to find that easy, teasing tone he was so good at wielding. The way he touched her neck, lingering at the marks he'd left on her skin, it wasn't entirely clear what he was more distracted by.
Still. It was good to get out of the wet things. While it was somewhat awkward to move about, Maea found that she at least could stand up. Wrapping herself into the dark shawl - more than big enough to snuggle up in, to cover most of her small frame - she felt the chill fade away, made sure everything was in order and made to follow Sunjata into the cave. Her steps somewhat unsteady, body aching like a whole bruise.
If the fun he thought of was anything at all like what they'd just done, Maea was quite convinced she would be rendered unable to even stand, come morning. She... found that she didn't really mind the idea.
Still. It was good to get out of the wet things. While it was somewhat awkward to move about, Maea found that she at least could stand up. Wrapping herself into the dark shawl - more than big enough to snuggle up in, to cover most of her small frame - she felt the chill fade away, made sure everything was in order and made to follow Sunjata into the cave. Her steps somewhat unsteady, body aching like a whole bruise.
If the fun he thought of was anything at all like what they'd just done, Maea was quite convinced she would be rendered unable to even stand, come morning. She... found that she didn't really mind the idea.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
