Nova Peak yon peche [m]

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there was no hesitation in her. the moment val responded as a man would, any nameless man, mireille spurned the hesitation that would have afforded them a deeper shadow. his exploration of her body was not a quest nor crusade; he did not possess nor demand; he did not have the confidence of a man who held long years of carnal practice.
he was only val and she still mireille, after all, and so for her there were few fumblings and she guided him with the practice she had only just gleaned these past days upon her erotic expedition.
and there was pleasure in it, more than she had expected, something far beyond vital than physicality, but a blending of sorts.

***

"you cannae ever ask me, val," mireille breathed to him when they had parted, time unknown, from one another, and laid beneath a changing star.
she did not elaborate.
her emerald eyes tightened with something inexpressible in words, and she reached for him again.

***

"donnae come home with me. or do," mireille said at last. the heavens had wheeled again. she turned for sapphique in truth this time, electricity limning her very self.