I'll sweep the stardust for you

Maeve

"Clearly you were just too distracted by the rest of me to notice." To be fair, she had been pretty distracting the night that they ran into each other in the cathedral. Then when they went swimming he was too concerned with keeping her above water. She doesn't blame him for not noticing. Especially with everything else that had been on his mind at the time. That was on his mind right now. Even if it was pushed to the back while she occupied his attention.

No one was going to ask. As the acting Madame, how she chose to conduct her personal affairs was just that, personal. This wasn't work and therefore no payment was required. At least not in her eyes. His touch is light across her skin and she's already relaxing back into it, letting out a soft sigh as her head drops back to rest against his shoulder.

He mentions a shower and she hums, enjoying the idea of getting herself clean all while getting him clean. She's not ready to give up his touch and she's hoping he feels the same. It seems he isn't the only one who is a bit touch starved. "Mmm... That sounds lovely." Maeve sighs even as she doesn't make to move, still resting against his chest. A giggle pushes past her lips, "Did I wear you out, beastie? Can't really say I'm sorry about it. At least we'll both sleep well, hm?"

Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending