AISHA
turn around and give you something to believe in
but you get something to prove
but you get something to prove
The hands work away at Aisha's back, the presence was more than welcome. The woman's breathing was slow and deep, inhaling with each moment of pressure and exhaling when it moved. So warm and relaxed, her muscles seemed to breathe alongside her, she felt more open and fresh than she had in years.
Aisha did interrupt the calming motions just a bit, lifting her head to glance at Hotaru over her shoulder, "You knew him before Caido?" she clarified, surprised and incredibly intrigued. Not only for what dirt Hotaru might be able to spill about the general, but for where she might fit in what he had told Aisha. Of the Aurora Basin, of the wars and vengeance and solitude, was the woman a warrior, a survivor too?
She laughs at the insinuations, a hearty sound that peels from her lips. "You don't know how much I enjoy teasing that man," and that was the truth, though often the taunts were shared between them. The massage finally met her shoulders, where Hotaru dug into the knots that'd aggregated in her muscles over days and days of constant movement.
Aisha did interrupt the calming motions just a bit, lifting her head to glance at Hotaru over her shoulder, "You knew him before Caido?" she clarified, surprised and incredibly intrigued. Not only for what dirt Hotaru might be able to spill about the general, but for where she might fit in what he had told Aisha. Of the Aurora Basin, of the wars and vengeance and solitude, was the woman a warrior, a survivor too?
She laughs at the insinuations, a hearty sound that peels from her lips. "You don't know how much I enjoy teasing that man," and that was the truth, though often the taunts were shared between them. The massage finally met her shoulders, where Hotaru dug into the knots that'd aggregated in her muscles over days and days of constant movement.
but honey it ain't worth it
being hurt by love
being hurt by love
