Maketh closes her eyes, sighing against Rey's neck. Listening to her heartbeat, letting herself settle. The feel of sweat and warm skin, something that ought to be unpleasant but somehow isn't. She's comforted. Safe, even.
"Sleep," she murmurs. "We have all the time in the world."
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Date: 2017-11-20 04:27 am (UTC)"Sleep," she murmurs. "We have all the time in the world."