Two Eyes Cenote [m] zinc

it was so good to be held.

tavina shut her eyes and tried to pull the sensation into all the starved places of herself, even as guilt for the attempt opened a snapdoor within her heart. the sesh told herself she could not know if eset approached in duty or in want.

but tavina understood also the variance of a woman's expressive ways; she knew the other had come to her, had touched her, in full knowingness and autonomy.

her dark paw slid to cover of eset's own, something like a smile struggling to exist upon her mouth. "i don't want you to take it away," came the salt-shimmering grief of a voice too rough to do more than whisper. "it's all i have left of her. it's what reminds me she was here. that we were here."