𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐘.

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

nodding her head with pride, morgan smirked as she clapped her hands together. “good for you. fight for what you want.” she then leaned back in the chair. “very few of us are left to actually show what we’re about. or fighters, honestly.”

“victor, i know you have other important things to accomplish, but i don’t like it when you are a stranger.” she was being honest. everyone else had partners, families, children. and she was always waiting for him to finally come home for good.

“am i included in what you wished differently?” morgan asked as her fingers stroked the armor of his chest delicately. she paused those when she locked eyes with him. “i can take the heat.”

“oh? i see how it is.” morgan chuckled as she closed her eyes momentarily, enjoying his touch. “victor… do you ever wish things were different?” fluttering her eyes open, she timed her head. she was rather curious to hear his answer.

“can you blame me? i’m a woman who knows what she wants. and i grow impatient at times…” morgan reminded him as she felt his touch. it always made her feel the right amount of tingles.

“you know i don’t do easy. it’s so boring. i like a challenge.” morgan lifted her leg and rested it across his lap, tracing her fingers along his armor. “you know that victor…” the blonde leaned her face closer to his so that she could gaze into his eyes.

“but loving you is so…” morgan paused as she placed a hand on his chest. “… worth it.” she was being honest. no man could make her feel what she felt when being around him. he set some spark within her that only could be put out by him.

“i suppose that’s true, but how long must we keep doing this? this push and pull…” morgan said, gazing into his eyes as she leaned closer to him. “i want your love…” she admitted, becoming more serious. “sure, it’s just brain chemistry, but what we have is different.”

sitting down across from her, morgan cleared her throat and smiled as she clasped her hands together on the table. “so, what’s new with you? tell me everything. i’m wanting to know.” she reached to take her hands into hers.

“you don’t have to lie to me, victor… i’m not in the cards for you.” such denial. she’s been scorned in the past. but he always came back to her. “why do you want me?” a simple question with an answer that would probably confuse her.

turning her head to face him with her breath hitching due to how close they were, she breathed out a chuckle. “because i know the great victor von doom doesn’t do… love. it’s just a chemical. electrons in the brain sending signals, right?”

morgan tensed up for a moment before she sat back down and cleared her throat, avoiding his gaze. “very well. what is it?” as playful as she was, she didn’t wish to cross him.