(vertin could say many things about her heart, the way that she feels. the words are something that's found themselves rooted deep in her; that love and tenderness that vertin could only ever express towards one other woman. the time spent in one another's arms, surrendering what of herself she wished most to give schneider be it her body or this affection. she gives it, so willingly as they worshiped each other in a sense with skin to skin and the heat of their mouths marking down in places without so much a second thought.
her lengthy hair sticks to her face and there is a tired thought on vertin's end that a bath would be due whenever they wake up. as well as anything else that might need washing, but that isn't her focus to the warmth curled into her side. her arm is around schneider as her eyes start to grow heavier. a part of her almost longs to stay awake a little longer in all it's greed, for all her stamina and how it almost seems endless that felt impossible. for once, in a much more good way when sleep coaxes her away into more restful dreams over those nightmares that plagued her young mind. a comfort that only schneider could give vertin and beyond it knowing the way her heart would always long for her.
by the time it's morning, around eight am, vertin's eyes struggle to keep themselves closed. too comfortable to move, too indulgent in giving this warmth to her one and only. her beloved that curses and blesses her to never forget both at once that she existed....and that those feelings were very real no matter it all being the course of a single night together. a night tense and full of excitement; dangers that not many could ever live through if they weren't as clever or bold as they both were. as sly no less in their methods.
after a few minutes longer, vertin's eyes gradually open and blink themselves into focus. slow and catlike. a peaceful morning as the sound of water falling ties the quiet ambience together; the timekeeper doesn't move yet to get up. she is a punctual girl, always on time no matter the way others may or may not treat her. there was no work to do at the moment which causes vertin to be in no hurry to bathe, to start her day with what would be a pleasant breakfast for a young girl like her that is still growing.
....it can wait, a little longer. she won't always have these opportunities and they both know that.)
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her lengthy hair sticks to her face and there is a tired thought on vertin's end that a bath would be due whenever they wake up. as well as anything else that might need washing, but that isn't her focus to the warmth curled into her side. her arm is around schneider as her eyes start to grow heavier. a part of her almost longs to stay awake a little longer in all it's greed, for all her stamina and how it almost seems endless that felt impossible. for once, in a much more good way when sleep coaxes her away into more restful dreams over those nightmares that plagued her young mind. a comfort that only schneider could give vertin and beyond it knowing the way her heart would always long for her.
by the time it's morning, around eight am, vertin's eyes struggle to keep themselves closed. too comfortable to move, too indulgent in giving this warmth to her one and only. her beloved that curses and blesses her to never forget both at once that she existed....and that those feelings were very real no matter it all being the course of a single night together. a night tense and full of excitement; dangers that not many could ever live through if they weren't as clever or bold as they both were. as sly no less in their methods.
after a few minutes longer, vertin's eyes gradually open and blink themselves into focus. slow and catlike. a peaceful morning as the sound of water falling ties the quiet ambience together; the timekeeper doesn't move yet to get up. she is a punctual girl, always on time no matter the way others may or may not treat her. there was no work to do at the moment which causes vertin to be in no hurry to bathe, to start her day with what would be a pleasant breakfast for a young girl like her that is still growing.
....it can wait, a little longer. she won't always have these opportunities and they both know that.)