Maeve
Her movements slow and she draws back to look at him, letting herself lay against his chest lightly instead. Maeve reaches up to brush his hair back from his face, eyes soft and understanding as she gazes down at him. There isn't any disappointment to be found in her green eyes. Just a gentle understanding as she regards him, "That's okay. We were testing things, right?" Maeve murmurs, fingers trailing to his cheek and cupping it lightly as she lets her thumb brush across his bottom lip tenderly. She smiles down at him, not moving off of him yet, but not moving her hips any longer. No, the Madame stops completely besides the hand on his cheek and her body draped over his there is nothing else happening.
"We have a few options... We can stop or you can tell me things you like and we can try those. My feelings won't be hurt either way. I'm here to help you." She tilts her head to the side, letting her fingers continue to trail over his skin as she lays on his chest. The last thing she wants is for him to feel as if he's disappointing her. This was never about her or what she wanted. This was about him. Any fun she had was just extra.
"We have a few options... We can stop or you can tell me things you like and we can try those. My feelings won't be hurt either way. I'm here to help you." She tilts her head to the side, letting her fingers continue to trail over his skin as she lays on his chest. The last thing she wants is for him to feel as if he's disappointing her. This was never about her or what she wanted. This was about him. Any fun she had was just extra.
Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending
still waiting for her happy ending
