Morrigan smiled at him, and held him, his head against her breasts, and said, "I think I have exhausted my little angel. Perhaps we should continue at a later time, say at your place?"<br/><br/>She kissed his forehead, letting his body recover, as she leaned against the table, not minding the fact that his hand was against her love nest.<br/><br/>[diplomancy = 53 on d20+51]