show me how it ends, it's alright
It is a very good thing that Neron doesn't need to breathe, especially as Morgan's orgasm seizes her and leaves her lost to her own pleasure. It's as frustrating as it is tantalising, his hips arching up a little as he continues to help her ride out the wave of her climax. None of it, though, does anything for the erection aching against the tent of his pants, and by the time the Warden shifts to look back at him, his cheeks are flushed silver and he's panting, even though he absolutely doesn't need to.
Raising an eyebrow at her question, Neron huffs out a soft laugh, letting his hands drift down her thighs. "I'm all about equality," he breathes, his fanged grin very crooked indeed. "Give as good as you get and all that. What do you think?"
Raising an eyebrow at her question, Neron huffs out a soft laugh, letting his hands drift down her thighs. "I'm all about equality," he breathes, his fanged grin very crooked indeed. "Give as good as you get and all that. What do you think?"
Neron
