Neither. Perhaps you can find another way?

Your idiot sense of virtue (yes, you do have one) tells you that you really have to side with Fae. But it would be a terrible shame to kill a woman as hot as Morrin.

"I'll withold judgement for the moment," you say. A plan is already forming in your mind. It's similar to something you've pulled off before, and you think it might work again. "This is too much to take in immediately. I need time to think."

Morrin chuckles. "I'd never have put you down as a thinker, Sir John. Very well. You have until sunset to make your choice." She sweeps from the room.

Fae makes to follow her meekly, but you grab her arm. In quiet tones, so that Morrin will not hear, you explain your plan to her. She becomes excited, realising that it might work, and immediately agrees to go along with it.

At sunset, you ascend to the top room of the tower, prepared for the task ahead. Morrin is waiting for you, sexy as ever. "Well?" she asks, an eyebrow raised suggestively. The dress she is wearing today, a deep red, shows indecent amounts of cleavage and leg. You rather like it.

"Morrin," you say, approaching her slowly and with a smile. "Did you really think that there was ever any real choice, after last night?"

You reach her and draw her to you, pulling her in for a kiss. She happily responds with a throaty moan. You let your hands wander over her body, enjoying every inch of it. She, in the meantime, has gone straight for your belt and is already undoing it.

She breaks from the kiss. "First, I will rejuvenate you with my magic," she says, reaching into your trousers and wrapping her fingers around your cock. "I only need you to come for me once more in order to do this. And then... the rest of the night awaits."

Morrin starts to jack you off, her hand pumping up and down on your rapidly hardening shaft. You let out a groan of pleasure, kissing her neck, and then moving on down to her breasts.

"Ohh, Sir John," Morrin breathes. "Ohh, I can't wait to have your cock inside me again..."

Her hand moves fast on your cock, **** to bring you to climax so that you can get on with the main events of the night. You kiss Morrin again, roughly this time, and let your tongue duel with hers. You're already close.

"Come for me, Sir John," Morrin says. "Come for me and complete the spell. Let my magic rejuvenate you! Come for me!"

Your orgasm hits you and you release your load with a shout. A strange tingling feeling runs through you, and you realise that this must be Morrin’s magic- and it’s maintaining your orgasm. You just keep cumming and cumming, staining the front of her dress with all your hot white sperm. By the time you've finished, the dress is practically ruined.

Morrin gleefully kisses you again, her hand squeezing the last few drops of cum from the tip of your cock, knowing that she's soon to be fucked in the most fantastic manner.