I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
"How lucky indeed. I won't keep you waiting long. As soon as the doors are open you're more than welcome to seek me out." Maeve hums, shifting subtly in her chair to put herself on display for him, chin lifting and shoulders drawing back just enough to lift her chest.
The compliment brings an almost sweet smile to her lips. It would be considered sweet if he didn't know better and Jack surely knows better. The little show of innocence she puts on is just that, a show, nothing more to it. They both know she's nowhere near innocent and neither is her. What a pair they make. The Captain and the Madame. It seems kind of fitting in this context. Maeve leans lightly into his touch, shivering beneath his fingertips as the flush on her cheeks spreads down her throat just for him, eyes fluttering shut for a moment. "Guess that's what makes me so special, hm?" She finally hums as he withdraws, turning in her chair to follow him as he shifts back behind the desk, reclining back so he might take in all of her.
"Lace and ribbon... I'm sure I can find something suitable." Maeve purrs, sending him a wink as she stands, bracing her hands against the edge of the desk and leaning closer to him until they're about a breath apart. "Any other requests, Captain?"
The compliment brings an almost sweet smile to her lips. It would be considered sweet if he didn't know better and Jack surely knows better. The little show of innocence she puts on is just that, a show, nothing more to it. They both know she's nowhere near innocent and neither is her. What a pair they make. The Captain and the Madame. It seems kind of fitting in this context. Maeve leans lightly into his touch, shivering beneath his fingertips as the flush on her cheeks spreads down her throat just for him, eyes fluttering shut for a moment. "Guess that's what makes me so special, hm?" She finally hums as he withdraws, turning in her chair to follow him as he shifts back behind the desk, reclining back so he might take in all of her.
"Lace and ribbon... I'm sure I can find something suitable." Maeve purrs, sending him a wink as she stands, bracing her hands against the edge of the desk and leaning closer to him until they're about a breath apart. "Any other requests, Captain?"
They take my fingers in their mouths like it's poetry
Maeve
