Morgan
You don't leave
But you tell me with your eyes what you need
Morgan softly laughed under her breath, shaking her head while giving him a look he'd be very familiar with by now. "Neron. If you think I'm actually going to hit you by this point, I think you have massively misunderstood how I feel." The smile stayed on her lips until he bit into her neck, when the sudden rush of arousal, more intense than the first time as she was doing this for entirely different reasons, caused her to moan gently, quietly by his ear; a sound for Neron alone, her hand coming to push into his hair as he drank.
Once she would have been horrified by the idea of an Ascended taking her blood but now she had seen it was much more than that, especially when it was someone you cared for; heat spread through her body from where his fangs pierced her flesh down and over her skin, Morgan instinctively pressing her body closer to Neron's as it grew almost overwhelming, desire to touch and feel him stronger in her now than it had ever been.
His skin did feel oddly cool as she moved her hand up into his shirt but she didn't care, her fingers gently tracing up over his ribs and resting on his chest, her other hand still tight in his hair. "Gods, that's good." Morgan whispered, the words becoming obscured by the end by a laugh and a moan at once, the sound breathy and strained.
Once she would have been horrified by the idea of an Ascended taking her blood but now she had seen it was much more than that, especially when it was someone you cared for; heat spread through her body from where his fangs pierced her flesh down and over her skin, Morgan instinctively pressing her body closer to Neron's as it grew almost overwhelming, desire to touch and feel him stronger in her now than it had ever been.
His skin did feel oddly cool as she moved her hand up into his shirt but she didn't care, her fingers gently tracing up over his ribs and resting on his chest, her other hand still tight in his hair. "Gods, that's good." Morgan whispered, the words becoming obscured by the end by a laugh and a moan at once, the sound breathy and strained.
Oh, please
Do you think that I don't know what it means?
