Whisk Me Away
“This is amazing…” M’gann had already tossed her bag aside and placed her hands against the the window, feeling the chill in her fingertips and on the tip of her nose as she pressed her face against the glass. She leaned into Conner’s solid, comforting form as he came up behind her, bringing out a smile on her face as she craned her head up to kiss him lightly on the jaw.
“You’re amazing. You’re the best…” She smiled as her lips pulled away, twisting in his grasp so she could turn to face him. “This is… I don’t even know how to explain how I’m feeling right now! I mean, Hello, Megan, I need to learn how to talk or something…” M’gann blushed, a very human action that made her stomach fluttery.
“But, I don’t know… Um, this is really special. And I’m happy that I’m spending it with you. So…” She bit her lip, glancing down at the cream-colored carpet and smiling sheepishly. The gap between their bodies closed as she pressed herself up against his chest, leaning their lips together as she laced her arms around the back of his neck.
Talking wasn’t one of her strong suits. Doing stuff? Slightly better at that.
M’gann smiled between groans when their eyes met, holding his tender gaze while she gently placed her hand on the one he was teasing her with. Teasing is well and good, but she needed to tell him what she wanted, and tell him she did.
She moved his hand to her mound, puppeting his fingers so that they were poised at her entrance.
‘Ohhh, how about there?’ She told him, using telepathy while also letting out a moan.
