Maeve
"Very nice muscle that I enjoy looking at a whole lot." Looking at and kissing and biting and... Yeah, there are many things to enjoy about his body. Maeve grins back at him, wrinkling her nose as a soft laugh bubbles up in her throat. She adjusts herself to sit cross legged, munching away happily on her cookie as he moves behind her.
She likes when he talks to himself about baking. Maeve has caught him a few times when he's been making new things in the small kitchen of his apartment. She usually perches nearby with a cup of tea, working on things for the Halenani while she listens to him muse about the pros and cons of adding certain things into his recipes. She also likes when he lets her taste things while he's cooking. That's her favorite. "I think a lemon drizzle icing would be good. The lemon should keep it from being too sweet." Maeve suggests helpfully, reaching back once her hands are free to move her hair off of her neck.
The lotion is cool when it first touches her skin, making her shiver, but he quickly chases the sensation away with his hands moving across her instead. Maeve shivers for an entirely different reason, just barely catching the mention of parfaits to be enjoyed as his fingers dip beneath the fabric of her bikini, making sure to cover her completely. A soft groan pushes past her lips as he works it into her neck, massaging tight muscles for a minute before he moves on to her ears and completely breaks the little spell. Maeve huffs, shoulders rising slightly, "Ah! That feels weird." She mutters, distracting herself with digging in the basket for the rest of the goodies.
She likes when he talks to himself about baking. Maeve has caught him a few times when he's been making new things in the small kitchen of his apartment. She usually perches nearby with a cup of tea, working on things for the Halenani while she listens to him muse about the pros and cons of adding certain things into his recipes. She also likes when he lets her taste things while he's cooking. That's her favorite. "I think a lemon drizzle icing would be good. The lemon should keep it from being too sweet." Maeve suggests helpfully, reaching back once her hands are free to move her hair off of her neck.
The lotion is cool when it first touches her skin, making her shiver, but he quickly chases the sensation away with his hands moving across her instead. Maeve shivers for an entirely different reason, just barely catching the mention of parfaits to be enjoyed as his fingers dip beneath the fabric of her bikini, making sure to cover her completely. A soft groan pushes past her lips as he works it into her neck, massaging tight muscles for a minute before he moves on to her ears and completely breaks the little spell. Maeve huffs, shoulders rising slightly, "Ah! That feels weird." She mutters, distracting herself with digging in the basket for the rest of the goodies.
If you love me let me go
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
