MAEA
Pale fingertips traced idle lines across his chest, drawing patterns that meant nothing beyond the simple pleasure of touching him. Maea considered, tried to feel, put words to that tingle between the shoulderblades. Some deep terror of it being the last time to see him, ever time she had to leave. That his eyes would not light up again next time... a feeling that wouldn't settle until his arms were around her and she was truly home again. Probably it was just insecurity, some underlying awareness that his past relations indeed had not lasted long, so why should this...
"Mmh, well I'm definitely enjoying it. I suppose, I worry because I don't have any real point of reference to compare with," she mused, her eyes soft and warm as she looked at him. Stretched out and comfortable, looking rather lazy... "You're my first everything, you know. I've never done anything like this before... being together, trying to weave a life... Maybe I'm just overthinking things."
It certainly wouldn't be the first time.
She slid back down again, and rested her head on his shoulder again. Pushed her arm in beneath his back so she could hug him properly, and pull herself tight against his side. The dream did not feel quite so close anymore. A vivid memory still, but it no longer ruled her mind... and talking about other things brought it even further away. She was relieved. Did not want to ruminate over the workings of the world, or the fates of anyone but herself and Sunjata. Perhaps that made her selfish too...
"Mmh, well I'm definitely enjoying it. I suppose, I worry because I don't have any real point of reference to compare with," she mused, her eyes soft and warm as she looked at him. Stretched out and comfortable, looking rather lazy... "You're my first everything, you know. I've never done anything like this before... being together, trying to weave a life... Maybe I'm just overthinking things."
It certainly wouldn't be the first time.
She slid back down again, and rested her head on his shoulder again. Pushed her arm in beneath his back so she could hug him properly, and pull herself tight against his side. The dream did not feel quite so close anymore. A vivid memory still, but it no longer ruled her mind... and talking about other things brought it even further away. She was relieved. Did not want to ruminate over the workings of the world, or the fates of anyone but herself and Sunjata. Perhaps that made her selfish too...
Nothing lasts forever, I thought you should know
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