divinetree | Maya Posting

[He really is some kind of manic, something Maya had never been the target of like this, and she loved it. Turning her head so she could rest an ear against his chest, listening to that intensely thudding heart...]

I'm counting on that, for their sake.

[In case I fail.]

Seeing how you dote on Acorn and Rat, I know I made the right choice.

[Peter's look goes from lovesick to pleased, all brightness and toothy grin.]

Acorn really is a sweet girl though. She deserves pampering for how hard she works.

She really is sweet! You've been doing a great job keeping her feathers clean and making sure she's comfortable. And for Rat... and for me. If you can handle crying and mewling too, you'll do great with a baby.

I'll admit, I've never had a pet that cried. I'm sure it won't be a big deal though.

[Famous last words? Maybe, maybe not. Peter seems incredibly indulgent with animals and with Maya too to some extent. Not that a baby is an animal but how could he not be indulgent with his own flesh and blood?]

Oh, the tears, the waterworks! With my first baby, oh, my heart broke so often every time.

By the time he was a few years old and he cried just because he was surprised or cranky. He was such a cute baby, with deep brown fur and cute little gold speckle-like spots and a few little stripes, like me. I can't wait to see how this baby looks... whether they're a tireless folk like you, or a purr folk like me.

[The more Maya reminisces about her first baby the softer Peter's expression goes. It's clear he really enjoys hearing her wax on at length about him. It's easy to construct an image of the little guy in his mind, from that fur to the speckle-like spots.

His soft looks doesn't quite fade away when her mentions of tireless and purr folk bring up a question he's been wondering about and easily forgetting.]

What does Tireless mean anyhow?

[Purr folk he gets.]

People like you! With the really faint fuzz instead of fur, no tails, all of it.

[So, a term for 'human', versus whatever earth might end up calling whatever Maya is.]

... How does that make us tireless? I know I sure like to sleep sometimes.

[Well more so now that he's determined to be around to keep her warm. Not that she needs it, of course. That and he basks in having someone to cuddle with in bed. It was pretty lonely before.]

Oh? Your folk can run and walk for far longer than any other folk.

[Humans are noted for their physical stamina, apparently!]

[Ah, he hadn't thought of it like that. He makes a show of thinking over it before he gives her a gentle squeeze before gesturing with one of his legs.]

So that's why I've got these long legs, hm~?

I like these legs.

[He was lifting it to be a little silly, but she more than happily grabbed onto his thigh to keep him from lowering it.]

I think I'd like them hiked over my shoulders, too. I'll have to try that next time we pal around.

[The moment Maya grabs onto his thigh is the moment a jolt of electric hits Peter's spine. Then there he is, meaning to joke around and suddenly sporting yet another erection.

He near literally melts. The moment of surprise on his face is gone in a second and instead he gives her this flush-faced, madly enthralled look.]

Promises, promises. I'm going to hold you to that, you know.

Do you think I'm careless with the truth?

[She'll rest a hand on his hip, very aware at how quickly she flipped his switch and thoroughly amused - and pleased - by it.]

Now that heat isn't melting my brain into a singular goal, I'm looking forward to having some real fun with you, my shadow. Let's have breakfast and have a bit of fun before packing up?

[Oh god, she's serious. If Peter could manifest hearts out of thin air he would. As it is his madly enthralled look durns a little dopey.]

Of course, darling. Anything for you~

[He'll even hop all the way to breakfast is keeping a hand on his hip is something she wants to do.]

[Mercifully, she lets go of his thigh, but her arms tug at his waist to dip him so she can reach higher on him a little better.

Even so, with him cradled in her arms and his knees bent, she can only reach his collarbone and neck. Ah well. She'll press a few flirtatious kisses on his skin, there.]

Sweet man.

[Peter makes a sound somewhere in his throat that sounds like some mix between a whimper and a dry laugh. He also drops a hand to the ground to try and support himself. He's got to be heavy, right? She shouldn't be straining herself but ... oooh Miss Maya~.]

You keep saying that. Am I really that sweet to you?

[Because Maya sure is the only one who has ever called him of all people sweet.]

But you are! You are so doting with me. It makes me want to return it tenfold. The romanticism is infectious.

[More smooches!! And honestly, he's not too heavy, nor is she needing to worry about her ligaments any time soon.]

Even if it's a sweetness reserved for me, I think that absolutely counts.

[Peter purrs without restraint, getting more and more dopey looking the longer she showed him with affection. By and large he's terrible at flirting and he's even worse with her dousing him in affection. He's never had so much positive attention at once and when he talks his words are purred out.]

If you return it tenfold then I just have to return it a hundredfold~.

[It's stupid. It's sappy. It's cute love talk and he's living for it.]

[Cute, he's cute... with his flushed pink skin, sharp blue eyes, that completely smitten expression. Pressing one more kiss to his neck, she pulled him up and out of the tilt, laughing fondly at the sappy, saccharine silliness. With one last kiss to the hickey she left on his wrist, she tugged him towards their firepit so breakfast could be had, and so a little fun could be had after that.]

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