To her credit, Madeline doesn’t even look ashamed. Nor sorry. “You like how I sound?” She asks with a smirk, poking gently at Lucia’s side. “You and Ellie aren’t quiet either by the way.”

The trench-coat fu- oh do you mean father?

Jesus Christ Lucia those rts

Madeline pouts dramatically, “so you DONT like the way I moan?” And her heart was steady and very strong. She smiles at the position, toying with soft hair. “What makes you think your mother doesn’t fuck me outside of the house?”

Lucia! ( she giggles ) it’s alright, I promise. They aren’t so bad.

Not shaming you! Just was not expecting allll that

You’re so cute ( pecks her lips )

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀I was not made in wrath but in wonder. ⠀⠀⠀My mother sang to the stars as I awoke ⠀⠀⠀and my father whispered to the sea. ⠀⠀⠀I rose between them — flame-kissed, ⠀⠀⠀salt-born and loved before I could even ⠀⠀⠀open my eyes. ⠀ ⠀