HARPER
Her hands are practiced, but even in their surety they don’t make him feel like just another man. A customer, a faceless suitor. They don’t pause over his scars or marvel over the well-trained cut of his muscles. Yet they still manage to take his breath away in an exhale of soft noise as they dip beneath the band of his pants.
She says he won’t break her, but he can. Strong as she is, Phoebe had been a demigod, and even then he had been reluctant to be firm with her in ways he knew he could be. Maeve has seen him hurt people, he knows this, and he knows she trusts him regardless - even with this. But he doesn’t trust himself. So while he doesn’t plan on stopping what they’re doing, he knows tonight is going to be gentle. Only gentle. And he thinks, maybe, that’s exactly what they both need. Soft, slow, tender. Because they are both lonely and hurting these days, and only the person they’re currently entwined with seems to make that any better.
As they kiss he holds her closer, and doesn’t think about anything but making them both feel a little bit better.
- FIN <3
She says he won’t break her, but he can. Strong as she is, Phoebe had been a demigod, and even then he had been reluctant to be firm with her in ways he knew he could be. Maeve has seen him hurt people, he knows this, and he knows she trusts him regardless - even with this. But he doesn’t trust himself. So while he doesn’t plan on stopping what they’re doing, he knows tonight is going to be gentle. Only gentle. And he thinks, maybe, that’s exactly what they both need. Soft, slow, tender. Because they are both lonely and hurting these days, and only the person they’re currently entwined with seems to make that any better.
As they kiss he holds her closer, and doesn’t think about anything but making them both feel a little bit better.
- FIN <3
lord don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly
give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
