Maeve
He's lucky she doesn't notice. Not that she's too concerned about it. Maeve manages to get onto her back, panting hard as she tries to catch her breath. She runs a hand through her hair, huffing out a soft laugh as she glances over at him from beneath her lashes, watching as he cleans himself off from the mess that she's made of him. Maeve hums, a small smile curling on her lips, "Guess you'll just have to find out. I've got all sorts of secrets." And she does. Secrets about her, strangers, customers. So many secrets. Maeve is pretty sure he doesn't care about all of them. Just her.
When he gets close enough, Maeve grabs his wrist, tugging him back into the nest so she can lay herself against his chest. He's nice and warm, the heat of his body melting into her and she sighs, nuzzling at his throat lightly. Maeve presses a kiss against his still racing pulse, breathing him in with a sigh as the afterglow settles over her. "So... Do you want it now or later?"
When he gets close enough, Maeve grabs his wrist, tugging him back into the nest so she can lay herself against his chest. He's nice and warm, the heat of his body melting into her and she sighs, nuzzling at his throat lightly. Maeve presses a kiss against his still racing pulse, breathing him in with a sigh as the afterglow settles over her. "So... Do you want it now or later?"
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
