Morgan
Oh, and you in all your vibrant youth
How could anything bad ever happen to you?
Neron's teeth left her neck; Morgan hummed, the loss of sensation almost painful (she could see why she'd heard rumours of people addicted to the Ascended's bite) but the warm content glow spreading over her swiftly taking away that hole. She laughed as she heard Neron swear, letting out a long breath and smiling at the ceiling, finding that she was filled with an odd sort of excited glee; perhaps because she knew now that they did indeed have just as much chemistry as suspected.
"I am sure I don't want to know what happened in the depths of your imagination." She teased, knowing that Neron had tastes beyond simple love making (and to be fair, she liked them too). "...But I am glad. I...I had a good time as well." Morgan reached her hand up to stroke his cheek, push his hair back behind his ear. It was a quiet, soft moment, the sort in which certain words might be said if they were anyone else, but she just let it go then moved to lean away and sit up, pushing her hair over her shoulder.
"Can we stay in here for a while, or do we have to rush out ashamed?" She asked, just a hint of amusement on her face.
"I am sure I don't want to know what happened in the depths of your imagination." She teased, knowing that Neron had tastes beyond simple love making (and to be fair, she liked them too). "...But I am glad. I...I had a good time as well." Morgan reached her hand up to stroke his cheek, push his hair back behind his ear. It was a quiet, soft moment, the sort in which certain words might be said if they were anyone else, but she just let it go then moved to lean away and sit up, pushing her hair over her shoulder.
"Can we stay in here for a while, or do we have to rush out ashamed?" She asked, just a hint of amusement on her face.
You make a fool of death with your beauty
and for a moment
