<div class="floatleft">(https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/b/b1/Zheng_Shang-Chi_%28Earth-616%29_from_Shang-Chi_Vol_2_11_001.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Myg Zheng [Ravager] (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349087#msg16349087)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Marvels Building Upstate New York City<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Training uniform<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Mind Witch |CLOSED<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><hr/>Myg wasn’t one of those people that had an idea or a hunch and then waited for something like a New Years resolution to act on it. When they were talking about running the Hellfire Club it was a combination of fun, making plans with Megan and a challenge. He was always going to be part of the Marvels but just like his parents, he had no doubt he would join a few other teams as well. Megan asked so he answered and was completely in the moment doing so. Was it too much too fast? Maybe? He just knew if she asked, he would join her.<br/><br/>Mentally they shared a space where they could see and feel each other’s desires—it was either insanely brave of both of them or just a normal extension of the way they had learned to communicate years ago. Maybe it was a bit of both. Physical touch made everything even more intense. It never occurred to him to dial back being mentally linked in order to soften all these emotions. This is the way people would be if they could, he wasn’t going to stop this and mute the feelings.<br/><br/>His hands glided up and down her thighs and waist, his mind touched hers as their tongues dueled. Their desires were similarly growing and in need of exploration. Thanks to Megan he could feel what it would be like to be naked and grinding against each other—it was bliss to put it mildly. Her soft breast against his hard chest just brought out the passions in the normally stoic young man. Wherever she touched his body flexed.<br/><br/>He could feel how far she wanted to go on an intimate level. It was kind of perfect not to feel you were overstepping. They both wanted the same thing as an end goal, but they didn’t have to rush in getting there. Which was great with him, he wanted to spend time doing other fun things with Megan and discover her hobbies…like did she bowl? He let his hands wander up her back, learning her body and caressing her through her white top.<br/><br/>She reached for his hand and he went with it, liking the feeling of their fingers interlacing. It was physically anchoring and there was a symbolism there that appealed to the philosopher in him. His free hand slipped beneath the thin material of her top and caressed her bare skin. He couldn’t help himself, cupping and fondling her breast. Nibbling down her neck his thumb circled her nipple.<br/><br/>Outside there were news of Sentinels but no alarm had begun so Myg continued to search out Megan’s pleasure as well as his own.