show me how it ends, it's alright
Her hands upon him are like fire, Neron caging another moan behind his teeth to feel her all around him again. Morgan, unexpectedly talented with her tongue (not that he should have been surprised, given just how this evening has panned out in general) has him shoved over the edge in just a few short moments. His hips lift off the bed ever so slightly, Neron hissing out the breath he's been holding, and by the time Morgan is straightening up again he's all but melting into the blankets.
He's not really sure whether or not they are still playing their game. But if they are, the Hailstorm is about to lose in the way he offers Morgan a lopsided smirk and holds out an arm for her that she might tuck herself in against his side. "You are incredible," he breathes.
He's not really sure whether or not they are still playing their game. But if they are, the Hailstorm is about to lose in the way he offers Morgan a lopsided smirk and holds out an arm for her that she might tuck herself in against his side. "You are incredible," he breathes.
Neron
