That was indeed why they worked so well. Louve was completely fine with laying back and being provided for. Be it physically or emotionally even thought it wasn’t as if she needed the physical support. Financial wise anyways. Delicate fingers toy with raven locks as ++
Olympia is a natural—born provider, a powerful force that simply is flamboyant and takes charge rather than riding passenger. Possessed is innate instincts to protect and nourish those who come into her life, notice their needs and fulfil them. +
++ kisses are shared between them. The siren was so taken, so obsessed in a sense with the leviathan. “What?” She murmurs, half distractedly by the sweetness of such delicious plush lips. And then the rest of the words catch her ears and she nearly gasps. Sharp inhale is ++
++ the little siren was biting down. She shudders at the groan and giggles at the words. “I thought you liked that” she murmurs before moaning at feeling that tongue.
Louve really loved to be treated as a princess and Olympia treated her as one. Like the most precious thing, so small. That’s why they work. The smile is radiant, blinding and gods, she loves it. It fuels her kiss. A kiss that is returned once, twice and then ++
Olympia’s whole body is encased by a soft warmth, pale limbs encircling her and such actions finally break the dam, lips flourishing. Fingers toy in her curls, provoking a hum to ripple forth. A kiss is returned, followed by another. “Hello, +
Arms and legs wrap around Olympia, clinging to her. She loves the feeling of those hands upon her ass. Delicate fingers toys with raven locks and she leans forth to give the leviathan a kiss. “Hi daddy” she murmurs before biting down on the other’s lower lip and gently, ++
Oh. Right. Charmed her harder. Supple brims twitch, a simper attempting to rise but being successfully bitten back for now. She will write that one down in her notes for next time. The height difference is something that is constantly a gender wonder. Such a petite, +
Maybe she should’ve charmed her a little harder. The petite girl grins up at the leviathan, biting on her lower lip for a moment before running and jumping up on her.
And all that time spent, charming the pants off of @odesoflife only to be left with silence? Now, now. . . They didn’t even get to the good part. Surely that’s not how her mother taught her to treat others. A brow rises with such glorious attitude, smirk lopsided in its arrival.
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So she had been the reason her mothers separated, in a sense? If she knew as such, she’d feel immense guilt. They had been happy, hadn’t they? And Louve had ruined it with her acting out. She’s glad that it never led to divorce. The young woman smiles brightly when told ++
They are still married. Divorce was never brought up. Caoimhe can’t imagine divorcing Venus. She loved her wholeheartedly. Just the last decade had been rough. Louve was at the age where moving back and forth between Greece and the States was taking a toll on +
Eyes widen, gazing at Olympia with a glimmer, a twinkle upon them. There was just something about being grabbed by the chin. “Is it that obvious?” She murmurs, swallowing thickly.
Olympia grasps a delicate chin, grasping tight and tilting her head back forcefully. Such a tiny, eager little thing. Oh. How Olympia loves those. “You crave attention, don’t you?” She snorts, thumb pressing against a set of silk lips.
Oh she was not. Venus still loves Caoimhe, Louve can tell. She just didn’t think they were still actually together, technically. “Mom is going to love having you here, momma. You know that” she smiles and nuzzles softly flesh. She finally noted the bag, “what’s in it?”
It requires work. Hopefully it is not too late for the women. “I’m hoping so, Darling. But that’s up to your Mother, I am afraid.” It’s not like they paused on bad terms. Sacrifices were made for Louve, ones that neither of the women regret. She needed her Mother in her life +