Thread: Mills and Mafia (LuanaXVictorian)

For a little Maeve was blissfully unaware that she could be seen. The sliver of soap went far to wash the dust and grime of travel and the task of cleaning the cottage from her body. Her hair was another matter entirely. Wet as it was she knew it would be a frizzing mass of wild fire if she let it dry without any oils. She sighed as she scrubbed her scalp. Curly hair could be quiet the burden. Kneeling in the water as she rinsed her hair goose prickles rose on her skin. It wasn't just from the chill water. Glancing over briefly she saw Jimmy staring right at her. For a moment the guilt and shame washed over her. She hadn't even realized she had moved so far beyond the safety of the hawthorn. Standing calf deep in the water she was funny exposed. The white light of the moon reflecting off her pearly skin. She felt her cheeks warm as she continued to wash herself of grime. God could hear her thoughts, this she knew. Yet deep down, hopefully beyond what the almighty heard, she was strangely pleased. Not so humble she knew she was fair, pretty even. Perhaps a little small but her mother had been a small woman as well. These thoughts shamed her some. Knowing he watched her bathe by the crescent moon. Still they wouldn't go away. For the moment she could pretend not to notice he watched her. He had been stock still for a time but went back to scrubbing. Then he simply left. Apparently he'd had enough. It was strangely wounding. She mentally berated herself again. Foolish and conceited. With an exasperated sigh she waded further into the water, striking out far enough that her feet no longer touched the mucky lake floor. It was strangely freeing to swim in the nude. Bathing costumes were a sham. On hot summer days they were almost more uncomfortable than a dress. For a time she glided in the cool water. She would have to do this more often. Feel the cool water slide right against her bare skin. Oh to be a selkie as in the tales mother told. A creature of the deep to swim and dive in the water. Shedding their skin to walk among men until the draw of the ocean pulled them home again. Though finally chilled enough she headed back to shore. In the barely moonlit water she had swum much further away from the protective bush than expected. When he feet could touch the slick mudsand mix of the bottom once more she waded to shore. With the lamp gone she assumed Jimmy was I the cottage. Likely settling in for bed. She shivered I voluntarily. The back of her neck seemed to sear where his tongue and teeth had teased her flesh. A throb echoed suddenly through her body at the memory. Wading to shore, now waist deep in the water she came upon a shadowy figure. Barely outlined in the watery moonlight it could only be Jimmy. Distracted by the fierce, aching burn at the back of her neck and between her legs, she didn't realize she was wading right up to him. Her hair had draped artfully, just barely hiding her full, round breasts. She stopped only a couple feet from him. How she hadn't noticed him was nearly a mystery. She came to a halt, the water just reaching her hips. Now that she realized he was there she couldn't help but stare. The pale moon set his skin off to a glow. He was well made, she could hardly deny that. She had known that she he was I slacks and an undershirt. But seeing that full expanse of decadent skin was an utterly pleasant surprise. Her cheeks grew warm again. He had seen her nude already, both now it was different. I...I'm sorry, she said as she tucked a lock of hair behind her right ear, nearly revealing her breast fully. What was she sorry for? She couldn't remember actually. Her feet seemed to move of their own accord, closing the space between them. What did one say to someone they saw in only what God gave them? I should...leave you to your bath, she said with a shy smile, barely visible in the darkness. Sorry, yes... What in the name of God was wrong with her? Normally she considered herself quite quick. She shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs, forcing her feet to move forward and around him.