The foyer of the Rosethorn Hotel is deserted. A crisp white letter addressed to "Mm. Iron" sits on the front desk. There are no other signs of life.
Morning-Glory ducks her head a little, then nods. "Yeah. Please."
She strokes her fingers through her hair lightly, brushing across the grain of it, hand tenderly sliding across her scalp.
She blushes and grins and watches Iron's face.
"...I think I know whether the Bowers' matching is any good, now."
She smiles even more broadly and leans into kiss her nose.
"So then, tell me your verdict~"
"Excellent. A-plus. Now please let me kiss you."
She does, her hands gently cupping her cheeks in her hand as her lips mash against her, tongue eagerly tasting at her lips.
She kisses firmly back, with a little tongue of her own.
"... I would like a bed with you. Not necessarily now, but..." The corners of her mouth quirk up. "Sometime."
She grins. "There we go. A proper proposition."
She laughs softly, smiling a little proudly.
"And I would like to 'get a bed with you to sometime' as well."
She kisses her again, more gently this time, nibbling lightly on her lips.
Kissssss. Soft mm.
"I can't believe how hard I'm falling for you."
She beams broadly, and shivers hard.
"There's whole worlds of sensations and feelings to find, if you ever give yourself the chance to stop and smell the roses."
Her nipples are hard, peeking out just above the water line as her chest heaves with hot breaths slowly.
"You're a very good one."
She steps in, pressing Iron back against the side of the pool, and frenches her firmly.
She kisses back passionately, matching her intensity and firmness as she lets her chest slide up against hers, enjoying the feeling of wet skin sliding against wet skin, letting out a small pleasured sigh as she kept on kissing her with tongue.
Morning-Glory pulls away and sighs.
"... I want to take you right now, but these aren't ideal circumstances. May I leash you and bring you back to my room?"
She raises her eyebrow, a little, but flushes slightly.
"I don't think I feel comfortable going straight to leashing - doing that feels... presumptuous, at least. But we can certainly move back to your room for a more ideal setting~"
Her fingers lightly play across her chin.
Morning-glory smiles and leans into Iron's fingers.
"And - you can call me December."
She reaches for a Bedroom Charm and activates it, teleporting them to her room.
"So tell me how you would like to be fucked, December."
She strokes her full hand possesively across her neck.
Her cock is pulsing needily, and her chest is heaving with soft lusty breath, showing of the way the water makes her skin shine.
"I was thinking I would top, but - this works, too. I want to be kissed by you, held by you, feel your body against me - missionary or spooning would be best."
She slides up against her chest, reaching out for a bottle of lube she knows will soon be there to lather it across her dick, letting her gently let the weight of her naked body push her against her bed as she kisses her deeply.
December kisses back, and lets herself be led where she's supposed to go. Her heart is pitter-pattering; she kisses back eagerly, her slight breasts pressed up against Iron's fuller ones.
She gently strokes at her chest, fingers running down her chest admiringly, feeling the muscle as she hotly sighs against her lips.
Slowly, her cock slides up to brush against the sensitive entrance of her ass, leaving little electric tingles as it rubs its' length against her thighs.
December sighs softly and smiles as she feels Iron's cock press in against her.
"Someone's eager," she says. "Though, pot meet kettle."
She kisses her harder, shutting her up with soft lips, warm tongue and soft moans into her throat.
Her dick slowly starts hilting deeper inside of her, forcing her supple ass to accomodate her pulsing cock, fingertips circling her nipples slowly as she takes her.
December moans into Iron's mouth, clenching around the cock in her ass, and wraps her legs around Iron's hips to bring her even closer.
Iron's hips buck for a moment as she moans before driving her dick all the way into her tight hole, balls pressing against her butt as she starts massaging her nipples between her fingers.
December tenses and lets out a muffled cry as she's suddenly speared into, but relaxes and mmmmmms satisfiedly a moment later. She trails her hands down Iron's back before settling above her hips.