Maeve
"A bit? Darling, as much as you downplay it, you're very fancy." It was in the way he carried himself. Occasionally coming out in the way he spoke. Despite being gone from Korofi for some time, there were a few things that he would never be able to shake. That aristocratic air was one of them. She bumps lightly into his side, jostling him as they walk, playfulness thick in the air. For once she's feeling light. Maybe it's the change in the weather, but likely it's the company. It feels the way it did before, but without all of the other bullshit involved and Maeve revels in it.
Especially as his laugh echoes into the night, vibrating through her bones and pulling a bright smile to her lips, pleased to have earned such a reaction. "You absolutely can and as queen I demand it." She drawls, tossing him another wink as she leans into his side, steps slowing to a more leisurely pace. It isn't until her question is aired and his brows raise that she notes his surprise. Maeve huffs a soft laugh, "That was never a problem for you before, beastie." Maeve quips, a dark brow arching as if to say 'what's changed'. He continues on and her smile finally falters, lips pressing together into a thin line as her gaze drops from his and she shakes her head.
"Rather hard to set two people up on a date when one of the parties wants nothing to do with the other." She mutters, irritated that every time they speak her relationship seems to have fallen apart, but Maeve does her best to bottle that up. No sense in bringing down the mood. "Unless Frey approves of some self love with an audience... Not sure I will be much help." Unless sleeping with her counts, but are they willing to cross that line again? Even if it's just for a night? They have so many times before, but things were finally okay. The idea of ruining that all for a few orgasms leaves a bitter taste on her tongue.
Especially as his laugh echoes into the night, vibrating through her bones and pulling a bright smile to her lips, pleased to have earned such a reaction. "You absolutely can and as queen I demand it." She drawls, tossing him another wink as she leans into his side, steps slowing to a more leisurely pace. It isn't until her question is aired and his brows raise that she notes his surprise. Maeve huffs a soft laugh, "That was never a problem for you before, beastie." Maeve quips, a dark brow arching as if to say 'what's changed'. He continues on and her smile finally falters, lips pressing together into a thin line as her gaze drops from his and she shakes her head.
"Rather hard to set two people up on a date when one of the parties wants nothing to do with the other." She mutters, irritated that every time they speak her relationship seems to have fallen apart, but Maeve does her best to bottle that up. No sense in bringing down the mood. "Unless Frey approves of some self love with an audience... Not sure I will be much help." Unless sleeping with her counts, but are they willing to cross that line again? Even if it's just for a night? They have so many times before, but things were finally okay. The idea of ruining that all for a few orgasms leaves a bitter taste on her tongue.
Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
