I would fall from grace just to touch your face
That love is already blooming. No matter how early it is. No matter how little the life in her belly is right now. She already knows that she would do anything for her baby. She was already trying to do everything in her power to keep them safe. Maeve sniffles, wiping at her eyes a final time before she reaches up, gently taking his hand and pressing it to the small swell of her belly. "I already feel it. I love them more than anything. Whether or not Locke is here... I still want this baby." She murmurs, letting go of his hand so he might draw away from the contact if he wishes, but she doesn't move from the warmth of his embrace yet.
The idea of it makes her lips twitch and she has to admit that he makes a fairly convincing argument, "Maybe I'll take one just to give her the choice. Perhaps she'll find the offering amusing." Her breath leaves her in a stutter and she reaches up to cup his cheek, thumb brushing across his skin tenderly, but it's purely platonic. Simply feeling close enough with him to initiate that kind of contact. "I would do it again for you in a heartbeat if you needed me to. Mind numbing orgasm aside." The last part is a playful tease, nose wrinkling as she starts to feel a touch lighter.
The idea of it makes her lips twitch and she has to admit that he makes a fairly convincing argument, "Maybe I'll take one just to give her the choice. Perhaps she'll find the offering amusing." Her breath leaves her in a stutter and she reaches up to cup his cheek, thumb brushing across his skin tenderly, but it's purely platonic. Simply feeling close enough with him to initiate that kind of contact. "I would do it again for you in a heartbeat if you needed me to. Mind numbing orgasm aside." The last part is a playful tease, nose wrinkling as she starts to feel a touch lighter.
Maeve
