Morgan
You don't leave
But you tell me with your eyes what you need
"That's a good idea. You are worryingly good at lying." Morgan said with a half-laugh, knowing she would have never thought about their clothes being creased. She watched from bed as Neron undressed, biting her lip to stop a laugh at his predictably dark underwear and moving to let him under the covers too, leaning up on her elbow for a moment to say: "There is a lot to discuss in the world at the moment, thankfully. I'm sure we will be having enough legitimate meetings to justify these sorts."
He climbed into bed with her and she felt a soft, genuine happiness in her chest that Morgan had never expected to feel with him; letting out any anxiety about it with a quiet sigh, she willingly went to his arms, pressing her face into his shoulder, feeling his oddly cool skin and finding she didn't mind it. "That's hard to believe, for all the time you spend lounging and posing about."
{FIN}
He climbed into bed with her and she felt a soft, genuine happiness in her chest that Morgan had never expected to feel with him; letting out any anxiety about it with a quiet sigh, she willingly went to his arms, pressing her face into his shoulder, feeling his oddly cool skin and finding she didn't mind it. "That's hard to believe, for all the time you spend lounging and posing about."
{FIN}
Oh, please
Do you think that I don't know what it means?
