Nocturne Summit (m) This is why we can't have nice things, darling.

Holy shit, he'd found the magic button.

With barely a touch, it seemed he had set her off. She was all over him in an instant, eager and searching, leaving him to flounder in her wake. He was surprised, yes, but also woefully inexperienced in spite of the confidence he'd--let's be honest--feigned. Kid's a virgin. Like. Damn.

But, Penn was also a quick learner. After a few seconds of inaction while she blew his mind with her nips and touches, he let his brain shut off and instinct take over. He followed her lead, returning her ministrations with a heated fervor. He wasn't in need of a distraction, wasn't running from anything. He had simply wanted her bad since the moment he'd first laid eyes on her, and hot damn did he want to get laid.