I'll sweep the stardust for you

Maeve

Her brows knit together at his words, not understanding the language he's speaking, but he's huffing out a laugh before translating what exactly he said. Her lips quirk into a smirk as she looks up at him with lust filled eyes that burn for him as much as he burns for her. "Mm.. not yet. Soon." As soon as he decides that he can't take her teasing any longer. Maeve hums softly, hand still pumping lazily over his length as he looks down at her. His fingers slip along her jaw gently, touch almost feather light as it slides into her hair, angling her face up towards his.

His tone is almost nonchalant. As if she wasn't just swallowing down his cock until he could barely stand with the pleasure she caused. Maeve shivers and his words go straight to her cunt, reminding her of the ache there and she stands slowly. Her hand finally abandons his length to find his neck instead, pulling him down for another kiss beside she needs his lips on her right this second. She licks into his mouth, pressing herself flush against him until there isn't any space between them. He's still hunched forward, making it easier to claim his mouth until her lungs are burning for air once more.

"Then take it... However you want me." Maeve murmurs against his lips, arms wrapping around his shoulders as she stands up on her tip toes to keep herself flush against him.

Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending