Maeve
There is a flicker in his gaze as he follows the goosebumps up her leg and she knows his mind is in a similar place as hers. How is it they still have this pull between them? How has nothing changed and yet everything has all at once? They're thoughts to focus on another time as she takes a breath, rolling back her slender shoulders to focus on her lantern, attempting to ignore the distraction he was currently providing. Stretched out on the beach with moonlight and bioluminescence dancing across his skin, looking exactly as Frey had the first time she saw them, minus the horns curling from his hair.
"I usually am, beastie." Maeve purrs in response, huffing a quiet laugh as she finishes wrapping a final piece of glass, moving to affix them to the bottom of the lantern with a delicate bit of chain so they might dangle freely. It won't take her long from this point. Provided he keeps his hands to himself.
Something he seems intent on doing for the time being as his eyes slip closed instead and he takes a deep breath. "I find myself down here a lot. It's strange, really. I was always so afraid of the water before. Of being overwhelmed by it. Yet I crave being close." It's a sirens song in the night, drawing her down to its edge time and time again, coaxing her to walk out into its depths. Her lips twitch, a thought popping into her head of something he said the first time they met when they became tangled up in each other, neither crossing the line yet. "I think that's what I want sometimes." She murmurs, jade eyes flicking back down to him, watching the way his chest rises and falls. "To be overwhelmed."
"I usually am, beastie." Maeve purrs in response, huffing a quiet laugh as she finishes wrapping a final piece of glass, moving to affix them to the bottom of the lantern with a delicate bit of chain so they might dangle freely. It won't take her long from this point. Provided he keeps his hands to himself.
Something he seems intent on doing for the time being as his eyes slip closed instead and he takes a deep breath. "I find myself down here a lot. It's strange, really. I was always so afraid of the water before. Of being overwhelmed by it. Yet I crave being close." It's a sirens song in the night, drawing her down to its edge time and time again, coaxing her to walk out into its depths. Her lips twitch, a thought popping into her head of something he said the first time they met when they became tangled up in each other, neither crossing the line yet. "I think that's what I want sometimes." She murmurs, jade eyes flicking back down to him, watching the way his chest rises and falls. "To be overwhelmed."
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
