Morgan
You don't leave
But you tell me with your eyes what you need
Morgan nodded, having thought that what she had meant was rather obvious; perhaps Neron wanted it said out loud. "Yes, someone like you. Someone who wants to be told what to do and controlled. That is what you want, isn't it? I've been noticing the way you respond to things..." There was, between the easy smirk and tone, a little bit of uncertainty, this all still too new for her to be absolutely sure she knew everything he wanted.
He responded to her command wonderfully, Morgan leaning close and tilting her head up as his fingers explored her skin, finding that the odd cool of his touch was almost refreshing, making each contact just that bit more noticeable. As Neron moved to her breasts a true moan left Morgan's lips, the passion of it surprising even herself a little as her hands came up to push into his hair, encouraging his mouth and hands.
"I want you." She said simply, her fingers tightening as she imagined what they could do if Neron were not Ascended, her hips rocking slightly at the thought of it.
He responded to her command wonderfully, Morgan leaning close and tilting her head up as his fingers explored her skin, finding that the odd cool of his touch was almost refreshing, making each contact just that bit more noticeable. As Neron moved to her breasts a true moan left Morgan's lips, the passion of it surprising even herself a little as her hands came up to push into his hair, encouraging his mouth and hands.
"I want you." She said simply, her fingers tightening as she imagined what they could do if Neron were not Ascended, her hips rocking slightly at the thought of it.
Oh, please
Do you think that I don't know what it means?
