show me how it ends, it's alright
Neron complies (of course he does), rising to his feet and sweeping over to the bed in a movement only made fluid by the fact that it's dark outside and he's an Ascended. He keeps his gaze on the floor, though his ears are sharp for the sound of shifting fabric, and as Morgan approaches and pushes him back, he raises his eyebrows in surprise. A very pleasant surprise, granted.
He tilts his head, and perhaps he'd have said something were it not for her fingers suddenly brushing over his erection. Neron lets out almost a growl of frustration, managing not to lift his hips by some degree of self-control, though he channels it into the task at hand instead. Leaning up, Neron presses his mouth against Morgan, his tongue flicking out to taste her, to tease against her clit in slow, indulgent circles.
He tilts his head, and perhaps he'd have said something were it not for her fingers suddenly brushing over his erection. Neron lets out almost a growl of frustration, managing not to lift his hips by some degree of self-control, though he channels it into the task at hand instead. Leaning up, Neron presses his mouth against Morgan, his tongue flicking out to taste her, to tease against her clit in slow, indulgent circles.
Neron
