C8 Chapter Eight: You are weird

She didn't know what expression he had on his face when he heard it, but he obediently half-kneeled on the edge of the bed and kissed down to Maeve's lower belly, and Maeve was so tickled that her belly arched.

Separating Maeve's legs and resting each on his shoulders, Maeve's thighs were pressed against his burning ears.

Theo sat up a little higher, so Maeve was lifted higher