#marirosa

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for @dragonagesapphicweek day three! a very short bit of marisol/teia/rosa, with marisol wishing that rosa would stay and cuddle after sex 😔

rosa de riva belongs to @mxssful <3

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She still watches Rosa leave, even if she knows better than to ask her to stay.

She had asked— once, or maybe twice— and earned one of those catlike smiles, and a deflection for her trouble. There's sleeping together and sleeping together and Rosa likes both, but holds them separate, for whatever reason she has that only she can parse.

But the reason does not stop her from watching, wistful, as Rosa pulls on a shirt that Marisol is fairly certain Viago was wearing yesterday. Her warmth is already fading, everywhere that Mari is not tangled up with Teia, the chill her absence leaves settling in its wake.

"This was fun," she says, and finds her way out the window, two sets of eyes pulled after her, as the tide seeks the shore. The latch clicks softly behind the flash of red hair disappearing into the night.

Marisol sinks back against Teia's chest with a put-upon sigh.

"Have we tried locking the window?"

"As if that would give her any trouble."

"Perhaps try poaching her, again; she cannot always tell you no, no one can."

"Do not say that where she can hear, or she will take it as a challenge."

"Well then, maybe I should ward the window."

Teia slides her palms down Marisol's back; she buries her nose in the crook of her neck and hums. "You do not want to trap her here."

Marisol kisses the corner of her jaw; the soft skin behind her ear; the hairline where sweat has cooled into salt and shine. There is nothing wrong with this, with them, but she reaches for one of the blankets kicked down by her feet, to chase away the chill.