I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
Neither of them are aware what is to transpire in the coming days. If they did, perhaps Sunjata wouldn't have left to wander through the ruins and Maeve could have stopped some things before they came to be, but that wasn't in the cards for either of them. Instead they muse about pearl hunting along the coast together, soaking up sunshine and each others company. That is a far more pleasant train of thought for both of them at this time. Maeve smiles sweetly up at him, bracing her palms lightly against the counter, "Don't tell me you forgot, dear Flood. I've been practicing my swimming and everything in preparation." She drawls, arching a dark brow as she dares him to say otherwise lest he wants to disappoint her. They were still friends. Friends could go pearl hunting together, right?
To hear his approval for her construction concept causes her to preen, lighting up as she nods, "That was exactly my thought. Just because some of my girls have children doesn't mean they shouldn't be able to work. I don't want them to have to worry about their children not having somewhere safe to be because they need the space to work." Hence the separate living quarters with common areas for the families to gather and the children to play. Maeve was even going so far as to have one of the sitting rooms made into a small classroom. They might be growing up on the property of a brothel, but they weren't going to suffer for it. Not if she had anything to say about it.
Sea glass green eyes widen a fraction as his fingers press beneath her chin, tilting her face up towards his as he leans into her space and there is a brief second where if feels as if he might kiss her. A flush spreads across her cheeks as she finds herself leaning into him as well, drawn closer despite herself, but the spell is broken as his hand falls away. Maeve inhales almost shakily, licking suddenly dry lips as she nods, "That would be most appreciated." She replies on an exhale, voice a touch breathier than she wishes it to be. Clearly it would take some time before this connection between them faded. A part of her worries it never will.
To hear his approval for her construction concept causes her to preen, lighting up as she nods, "That was exactly my thought. Just because some of my girls have children doesn't mean they shouldn't be able to work. I don't want them to have to worry about their children not having somewhere safe to be because they need the space to work." Hence the separate living quarters with common areas for the families to gather and the children to play. Maeve was even going so far as to have one of the sitting rooms made into a small classroom. They might be growing up on the property of a brothel, but they weren't going to suffer for it. Not if she had anything to say about it.
Sea glass green eyes widen a fraction as his fingers press beneath her chin, tilting her face up towards his as he leans into her space and there is a brief second where if feels as if he might kiss her. A flush spreads across her cheeks as she finds herself leaning into him as well, drawn closer despite herself, but the spell is broken as his hand falls away. Maeve inhales almost shakily, licking suddenly dry lips as she nods, "That would be most appreciated." She replies on an exhale, voice a touch breathier than she wishes it to be. Clearly it would take some time before this connection between them faded. A part of her worries it never will.
They take my fingers in their mouths like it's poetry
Maeve
