Neron reminds himself to get in touch with Bastien and arrange a visit to the Hollowed Grounds in the near future, but honestly, compared to what's happening right now, it can wait. Her hips roll into his eager touch, the Hailstorm adding a second finger and seeking out her clit with his thumb. Lips parting at the kiss that crashes against him, he's apparently very happy to comply with what Morgan wants (was there ever any doubt?) and without a need to breathe and with no chance of getting hand cramps, he's teasingly relentless.
Finally drawing back enough that his free hand might drift over her hips, along soft skin and glorious curves to cup her breast, Neron offers a flushed smile. No matter that the flush is caused by the blood running through his veins; it doesn't change the emotion. "Where do you want me?" he asks.
