Morgan
You don't leave
But you tell me with your eyes what you need
Normally Morgan was inclined to push away flattery, but she found in this context it was welcome, a smile on her lips as she looked down and considered what to do with Neron at her mercy. Were he fully, well, functional, she'd not have a problem coming up with ideas, but with things as they were, some creativity was in order.
Leaning back a little and kneeling over Neron's hips, she reached down to unbutton his shirt, quick fingers working deftly to reveal his chest and push the material aside and off his arms. "I do actually know a lot of ways to work with someone like you. I even..." Morgan laughed, a brief moment of embarrassment taking over from the confident air she was adopting and her curls bouncing as she shook her head slightly, then regained her composure. "I even have some ropes, from a long time ago. But for now.."
With a smirk, she lifted herself back up to rest on her knees and gestured with her hands out towards her body. "I want to see what you would do given permission to touch me how you like."
It had been a while since she had felt hands on her skin, and regardless of where he began she would close her eyes and let out a breath with the slightest hum of a moan behind it.
Leaning back a little and kneeling over Neron's hips, she reached down to unbutton his shirt, quick fingers working deftly to reveal his chest and push the material aside and off his arms. "I do actually know a lot of ways to work with someone like you. I even..." Morgan laughed, a brief moment of embarrassment taking over from the confident air she was adopting and her curls bouncing as she shook her head slightly, then regained her composure. "I even have some ropes, from a long time ago. But for now.."
With a smirk, she lifted herself back up to rest on her knees and gestured with her hands out towards her body. "I want to see what you would do given permission to touch me how you like."
It had been a while since she had felt hands on her skin, and regardless of where he began she would close her eyes and let out a breath with the slightest hum of a moan behind it.
Oh, please
Do you think that I don't know what it means?
