Morrigan Manipulation

With a deep and grumbling sleepy tone you sigh, one bare hand pressing against your cool forehead as you speak, “Glorious…well it’s a pleasure to meet you ms…”

“Morrigan,” the woman says as she peels the odd looking hood from her head, her full features being revealed as a canvas of pure ivory white skin and hair the color of polished raven feathers, “Morrigan, Witch of the Wilds.”

“Right,” you mutter, one hand going to your neck as you casually give it a crack or two before continuing your speech, “so what exactly do you mean that I’ll ‘do’?”

Morrigan chuckles slightly as she speaks, her slightly scathing and sarcastic tone matching the wild and somewhat evil gleam in her luminescent emerald eyes, “I mean just as I say Deadman Shinigami, as a spirit contained within the urn I feel that you are the only wielder that is worthy of my presence and…talents.”

Raising an eyebrow the oddly clothed woman has your full attention, her garb of random scraps of cloth, feathers, and stones drawing your eyes as you give her body a quick once over just as she had done to you. The more you look the more you notice how little skin her clothing seems to hide, her modest breasts and trim upper body physique fully on display as the leather and cloth wrapped around her legs does nothing to conceal their length of sensual shape. Shaking this from your mind you turn to face Morrigan eye to eye, a playful gleam in her gaze telling you that she noticed your rather unabashed ogling, “What do you mean by talents Ms. Morrigan?”

With a smirk Morrigan brings her staff to the front of her body and within seconds a pale blue orb of erratically moving and frantically shifting energy hovers at the tip, “Handsome but not very bright. The title ‘Witch of the Wild’ is not just a nick name, I am a witch and a very powerful one at that.”

“I wasn’t doubting that,” you say off handedly, “to be honest Witchcraft is not all that new to me with Medusa and Eruka around.”

Morrigan shakes her head and the orb vanishes, her staff returning to her side as she mindlessly begins to toy with the inner hem of her ‘robe,’ the material opening just the slightest bit and revealing even more skin of her delicious and creamy white breasts, “That is true but I am a very different kind of Witch John, a kind of Witch who has spent many millennia within the urn and who has learned its secrets inside and out with the use of my magic and ordinary observation.”

You eyes open wide as Morrigan’s words sink in, your jaw dropping slightly as you speak, “You mean…”

Morrigan nods with a playful chuckle, “Yes, I could teach you more about the urn than that fool Shinigami you pander to for advice.”

Despite the reality of her usefulness, hearing her disrespect what you consider to be a good friend causes a slight prickle down your back, your eyes narrowing slightly as you speak, “Thank you…if you could help me that would be very appreciated but I warn you, please do not insult my friends.”

“Still a bit of a goody two shoes but that can be…ironed out,” Morrigan muses with a small grin, her shoulders shrugging as she speaks, “alright John, I suppose I can do that…”

“Thank yo-” You begin to thank Morrigan for her help when she interrupts your words, a calculating smirk on her lips as she speaks again.

“For a price of course.” A sly little smirk lights up Morrigan’s lips as you serve her a hard glare, something that you swear causes her to shiver slightly, “I may think you’re cute and worthy of my help but there is always a price~”

“What is it?” you growl, your tone flat as your muscles flex in irritation. The heated stare you give Morrigan seems to make her visibly quake with desire and arousal, her tongue licking over her lips quickly as she gives you the gaze of a starving dog staring at a juicy piece of meat.

“Simple, I want to be part of your life just as the rest of the women you woo are,” Morrigan speaks, however while her request might seem simple it is the next words she speaks that causes your heart to fall into the pit of your stomach, “Yet, I’ve never been into the whole ‘harem’ situation so I’m not all that comfortable with the women around you. However, since I understand your particular situation I’ll share you...but only with the ones that aren’t all goody-goody.”