[ It's nothing sort of a miracle that Noire hasn't overheated and expired from it, but there's no denying that she's much, much warmer than usual. All of this is still so new, and every gentle movement of his hand and the coaxing motion of his lips makes her melt a little more; there's that shiver when his fingers brush closer to her neck.
Really, she ought to have expected this. Morgan was a genius tactician; he always worked hard at everything he tried until he could say he'd proudly mastered it, and it's that earnestness that had drawn her to him in the first place, and what makes her try now, to keep up. She wants to make this just as good for him, and soon enough, she'll get the rhythm. ]
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Really, she ought to have expected this. Morgan was a genius tactician; he always worked hard at everything he tried until he could say he'd proudly mastered it, and it's that earnestness that had drawn her to him in the first place, and what makes her try now, to keep up. She wants to make this just as good for him, and soon enough, she'll get the rhythm. ]