Maeve
That earns him an arched brow and a hum of approval, "Is that right? Perhaps I'll get a look at that tonight." It's a suggestion. Permission even. To test things out and push boundaries. To take what he wants if only because he could. She'd let him and give it all willingly. There was little that Maeve had control over these days. This? She had complete control over the decision and it felt good to know she could hand it all over to him. That he'd take care of it. Take care of her. Even if it was just for tonight.
It's true, his shirt was barely buttoned in the first place, but now? Well now it's nearly obscene. Maeve let's her gaze trail over his chest, making note of the new scars there, promising herself to explore them thoroughly later the way she used to. They're still shiny and pink, having not fully faded into that pale silver sheen that old scars typically take on and she's curious what exactly left them behind.
"It has. This upcoming Longnight, actually." Maeve hums, jade eyes flicking to where he's lounging in the sand without a care in the world. "Is that right? Jata, darling, I'm starting to think you have a death wish." She accuses playfully, shaking her head as she clicks her tongue at him, moving on to the next piece of glass.
At his question, Maeve toes off her shoes, lifting the leg of her pants to show off the bangle made of starlight that's glowing softly around her ankle. It sits delicately against her skin, casting it in a pale glow, "I did." It wasn't the only thing she'd done for Safrin, though. "I also found the Flowerbirth deity for her. He was hidden away in the desert under the Sunshine Pools."
It's true, his shirt was barely buttoned in the first place, but now? Well now it's nearly obscene. Maeve let's her gaze trail over his chest, making note of the new scars there, promising herself to explore them thoroughly later the way she used to. They're still shiny and pink, having not fully faded into that pale silver sheen that old scars typically take on and she's curious what exactly left them behind.
"It has. This upcoming Longnight, actually." Maeve hums, jade eyes flicking to where he's lounging in the sand without a care in the world. "Is that right? Jata, darling, I'm starting to think you have a death wish." She accuses playfully, shaking her head as she clicks her tongue at him, moving on to the next piece of glass.
At his question, Maeve toes off her shoes, lifting the leg of her pants to show off the bangle made of starlight that's glowing softly around her ankle. It sits delicately against her skin, casting it in a pale glow, "I did." It wasn't the only thing she'd done for Safrin, though. "I also found the Flowerbirth deity for her. He was hidden away in the desert under the Sunshine Pools."
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
