<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CNnzZdw.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/SGYq5vL.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Character Name:</strong>Megan Frost-Summers (<strong>Mind Witch</strong>) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=347243.msg16349257#msg16349257)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Marvels Building Upstate New York City - Megan's Suite<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>white off the shoulder top, hip hugger blue jeans (faded/holes), bare midriff, bare feet (pearl white toe nails)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Myg | CLOSED<br/><strong>Warnings: </strong>Heated make-out sesh?<br/><br/><hr/>The heat coming from Myg's thoughts were embarrassingly exciting. And the idea that he wanted to be a part of her life and was seriously even talking about being her knight or bishop or being her anything at all felt like she was moving to fast but it didn't matter. Everything had that feeling like being a date in high school and finding yourself clicking with someone so well that you start talking about what life would be like together as a serious couple before even going that far. It was exciting, heady, and had her heart racing with sexual tension. She didn't even care if they were moving a little too fast because he seemed to be clearly into it as she was. As they touched and got closer her heart thudded hard in her chest, and being in his mind with it so freely open she could feel the actual physical throbbing of attraction for her. It was wild.<br/><br/><em>“You can always trust me. I would always have your back.” &lt;Myg&gt; stopped trying to reason or plot the future. He only noticed the girl he crushed on was now all grown up.</em><br/><br/>Megan couldn't swallow, he was so close now and his thoughts were cemented in her mind. His actions and hers were seamless. She could feel the touch his of hand on her hip before he even moved her. She leaned into it and pressed her hip to his fingers then almost floated over into his lap, spreading her legs so they could rest on either side of his body. The heat between her thighs ached to be closer to him and she pressed them down straddling his lap. Her slim arms rested along his, fingers reaching up to caress his face while their lips begin to touch. Illusion, real, mental impression, desire, it was all melding into one. She let him feel all of her desire and pleasure, intermingling it with his. Like an echo chamber reflecting physical sensation and emotional connection she melted into the kiss, her tongue reaching out to touch his. She didn't even notice when she began to grind against him, her hips rocking back and forth. She felt the man that Myg had become and all thoughts of him as a boy were completely erased. Her body leaned into him, soft full warm breasts pressing against his chest through her shirt and his. The thoughts were lusty and sensual, if she wasn't nude against him then it didn't matter because she projected onto him exactly what it would feel like if she were.<br/><br/>In the heat of their passionate exchange she also let him know that this was as far as she logically wanted to go in the moment... Well, she physically wanted to go all the way with him but she let him know that she was intentionally holding back... Keep it above the waistline was the message... I don't want to ruin whatever this could be.<br/><br/>That was the great thing about having a mental connection with someone, Megan could let him know exactly how she felt and what she wanted without having to say a word. No guessing games and she didn't have to stop what she was doing unless he was the one that wanted to stop.<br/><br/>Her lips pressed hard against his, wet, warm, and soft. Parted with tongues dancing. Megan wanted to devour him with lust and even fully clothed she couldn't help but project every bit of her intense naked sexual energy onto him as she continued to grind against him physically. With a free hand she reached out and tried to hold onto his hand, to intertwine their fingers with one to grip him, feel his strength and shape. If he let her she'd eventually put that hand onto her waist and with her hand on the back of his attempt to slide it up under her top to grasp her breasts hungrily.