Morgan
You don't leave
But you tell me with your eyes what you need
It was strange, Neron talking so calmly and completely as she began to feel the overwhelming surges of arousal rising through her body, but Morgan found it was hard to be anything but pleased with the way Neron was touching her, the brush of his lips against her skin as delicious as his fingers and palms. Eyes closed she listened, body moving and reacting under his hands without thought. "Is it only pain you want, though?" She asked, one hand sliding across his jaw and her thumb gently stroking his bottom lip.
When he said there was a way for them to both feel the same way, her eyes opened, Morgan looking down with equal amounts confusion and relief, though the news she'd have to travel the Grounds for it brought up some immediate concerns. "How private is this place?" She asked; not wanting to let the heat in her dissipate she reached to grab Neron's wrist hard and pull his hand towards her thighs, between her legs where she was wet and warm, keen to use his fingers in the absence of anything else.
When he said there was a way for them to both feel the same way, her eyes opened, Morgan looking down with equal amounts confusion and relief, though the news she'd have to travel the Grounds for it brought up some immediate concerns. "How private is this place?" She asked; not wanting to let the heat in her dissipate she reached to grab Neron's wrist hard and pull his hand towards her thighs, between her legs where she was wet and warm, keen to use his fingers in the absence of anything else.
Oh, please
Do you think that I don't know what it means?
