"My choice of where," she repeated quietly. That was such an easy out. She could kiss the back of Morgan's hand. Done deal.<br/><br/>Yet... why had she chosen dare in the first place? Plainly not desire to take the easy out. She took another swallow of brown fizzy courage before crawling over to her roommate. "All right. Just a kiss." She inhaled deeply before opening her eyes and holding hair aside as her front barely touched Morgan's back, as her lips brushed slowly over Morgan's neck. After a moment, the kiss grew a little firmer. And her lips parted. She let her teeth gently scrape the nape, suckled lightly. Then she evolved the kiss back to the gentle kiss had begun as.<br/><br/>Megan sat back with a questioning gaze. She hadn't gone too far with it, had she? When Morgan's gaze didn't register anything like judging or disapproval or reprimand, she let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and swallowed before hazarding a "Truth or dare, Freya." It didn't come out quite as casually as she had intended.