I'm so mad. I'm gonna have sex with my girlfriend so I won't be so mad.

“Sir Mash? Do you have a moment?”

There is only one person in the world who refers to Mash as such. She’d told Morgan it wasn’t necessary, her first name would do just fine- but the woman had shaken her head in response. You are a knight. You have earned that title through sweat and blood. It would be disrespectful to silence your deeds in the name of brevity. Mash had figured eventually that this was meant as a mark of affection, if one tinted by madness enhancement- a recognition of her valor paired with the intimacy of her first name- so she stopped trying to fight her about it.

“Of course.” She replies, turning away from the computer. “Do come in.”

Morgan closes the door behind her, then walks up to Mash. To anyone else, her face would be a mask of neutrality. Mash is getting better at reading her, though. The trick is to not look at her face at all; the tension in her shoulders, the curl of her fingers, these speak louders than her eyes ever will. “Are you upset?”

“I had an encounter with that dreadful insect today. It has left me in a sour mood, I’m afraid.” She replies in a perfectly flat tone.

Mash cringes. It’s- yeah. Yeah, that’s fair. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“There is nothing to talk about.” Yeah, she’d expected that answer. Morgan has never been one to dwell on things unnecessarily. “I came to ask if you have any free time this afternoon. I would like to partake in you.”

… Oh.

Mash feels the blood rise up her cheeks. It’s rare for Morgan to be the one to initiate things. Mash had spent a long time early in their relationship anguishing on whether she might be forcing Morgan into doing things she didn’t enjoy. It had been really awkward and Mash had done some really stupid things at the time. She’d even come to ask Senpai for relationship advice. Senpai. The one person in this entire facility who doesn’t know how to answer when people ask them if they’re dating anyone. “Would that… make you feel better?”

“Of course. Being with you always improves my mood. Getting to focus on you and only you can only bring me joy.” Morgan isn’t a very affectionate person- rarely will she give compliments unprompted. That also means that whatever she drops in casual conversation are things she 1) wholeheartedly means, and 2) considers to be obvious to the world, and damn if that isn’t doing things to Mash’s little heart.

“I, uh.” She glances back at her computer. “If we make it quick, we can do it now.”

“Sir Mash, Fairy Knight Galahad, my very first knight. I would never doubt your physical prowess. I, better than anyone, know that your strength and your endurance are second to none. However, even you will need an hour or so to recover after I am done with you.”

Oh Mash is getting RAILED railed huh.

Making love to Morgan is different than making love to Tonelico (or anyone else, Mash supposes, though she doesn’t personally have anyone else to compare.) Morgan doesn’t care for being touched. Some parts of her might be sensitive enough to get her to hum and sigh, and Mash relinquishes in them, but she doesn’t get aroused much. Mash is ashamed to admit it, but- she has never managed to get the older woman to orgasm, despite her best attempts.

Here is the thing, though; while Morgan does not get much pleasure from the physical aspect of sex, she seems to take intense satisfaction if taking Mash apart.

You remind me the joys of being a witch, Morgan had told her once, when Mash had confessed her insecurities to her. The pleasure of grinding someone under your heel. Of getting them to quiver and break apart and beg. Of turning a proud, strong knight into a desperate little thing powerless in stopping me from having my wicked ways with her. That, I enjoy immensely.

She’d said that a little sadly at the time, as if it was a bad thing. Which, sure, Mash supposes I don’t like to be touched but BOY do I like dominating you might be a bit worrying out of context. But she’ll be damned if this isn’t also the single hottest thing she has ever been told.

“I have to send this paperwork by 3PM,” Mash replies eventually, “but I’m free afterwards?”

Morgan’s lips twitch upward. Oh, man. Mash is not gonna be able to walk tonight. “Wonderful. I will see you then, my knight.”