Morrigan cooed in pleasure, letting him wander, and guided his experimentation with her hands, her moans, coos, and gasps letting him know what felt excellent, great, and wonderful. He made no moves that hurt, and that was all she asked of her partners. Unless she wanted to be hurt a bit. She giggled at that thought, before grinning mischievously, and leaning down to his ear, and whispers, "Try your tongue and mouth, my celestial. I promise, you can not hurt me."<br/><br/>[aid another in prowess check = 54]