"As long as you skip neon pink I think we'll be good. Pretty sure neon pink is a bad color on anyone." She grinned at him, then tucked a leg under her for a moment.
"You're cute when you don't quite know what to say." Morag smirked and pushed off the bed and leaned down over his chair. "Alright I cave, you're just nice to look at." She teased before quickly stealing a kiss before she lost the nerve.
She'd been locked in Azkaban, and he still found her interesting. She could handle that.