full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Chuckling, Amun shrugged. "I don't." Winking, he gave Sam a once over. "But I don't mind getting a bit dirty." The potter licked his lips.
Then he grinned. "Just messing with you. I just have to wash my clothes a lot." He punched the redhead gently in the arm.
Raising his eyebrows, Amun hummed. "Whatever you want. Maybe we can just talk though, get to know one another?" Hesitating, he offered the other man a smile.
Nodding he lifted his hands from the clay. "Alright. Set the wheel to spinning. Once you've got it up to speed, place your fingers inside the neck. However, don't pinch, just push out a little and let the natural rotation smooth it for you. And if you widen it too far just do the opposite and smooth the outside by pressing in a little."
Then he grinned. "Just messing with you. I just have to wash my clothes a lot." He punched the redhead gently in the arm.
Raising his eyebrows, Amun hummed. "Whatever you want. Maybe we can just talk though, get to know one another?" Hesitating, he offered the other man a smile.
Nodding he lifted his hands from the clay. "Alright. Set the wheel to spinning. Once you've got it up to speed, place your fingers inside the neck. However, don't pinch, just push out a little and let the natural rotation smooth it for you. And if you widen it too far just do the opposite and smooth the outside by pressing in a little."
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