Morgan
Oh, and you in all your vibrant youth
How could anything bad ever happen to you?
Moving with Neron was easy, the rolls of her hips and touch of her hands coming naturally to Morgan as she kissed and felt him; it felt like they had done this hundreds of times, like she knew the steps to the dance already. She had very rarely felt so comfortable with anyone and after the event, she would reflect on that: for now though, she was taken up with the graze of his fangs on her neck, closing her eyes in anticipation for a bite that didn't come, sighing with frustration as he pulled away.
Perhaps the problem was that she was not yet undressed. Morgan leant down and shoved off her pants and boots, going to pull down Nerons fully too, wanting it to be very clear that she wanted this to move along swiftly, her breaths quick in anticipation of what was to come, her hands idly stroking along his length every so often before she lay back down.
"Is there a reason you aren't using your teeth?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. It was rather obvious that she was affected regardless, legs spread to reveal her wetness and chest moving with her deep breath, but Morgan couldn't deny that she craved the extra level the Ascended bite brought to encounters.
Perhaps the problem was that she was not yet undressed. Morgan leant down and shoved off her pants and boots, going to pull down Nerons fully too, wanting it to be very clear that she wanted this to move along swiftly, her breaths quick in anticipation of what was to come, her hands idly stroking along his length every so often before she lay back down.
"Is there a reason you aren't using your teeth?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. It was rather obvious that she was affected regardless, legs spread to reveal her wetness and chest moving with her deep breath, but Morgan couldn't deny that she craved the extra level the Ascended bite brought to encounters.
You make a fool of death with your beauty
and for a moment
