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caught between the real thing
& nothing at all
& nothing at all
Ooohhh yeah. That's the stuff. The bite made James' entire body feel wrapped in a cocoon of pleasure, adrift in a sea of euphoria and all of that other flowery bullshit that amounted basically to: jesus-fuck he felt good, in every way, in every place. His awareness entirely bled away save for where he was connected to Amun. Though connected wasn't really the right word; he was engulfed by Amun. The contours of his cock were entirely captured by the walls of the potter's ass and for Frey's sake if he didn't know better, he'd think this man was a virgin.
"Fffffuckk" The snake moaned, adjusting his feet so that he could 1. keep his wrist pressed against Amun's lips and 2. continue fucking him. Pulling his hips back only to thrust them forwards again, James let his head tip back as much as he was able as a shutter of euphoria trickled through him.
James wasn't necessarily the roughest of lovers, the scrawny git that he was, but knowing that this was basically gratuitous masturbation did take a bit of the pressure off (not literally, the pressure was fantastic). Not needing to worry about the angle for his partner or trying to sync things up so they came at the same time, the thief was free to fuck to his little heart's content. Adjusting his rhythm with only his needs in mind, the snake let his upper body lower so that his free hand could grip the potter's hip.
Not needing the moment to last (because his blood pressure certainly wasn't going to), the snake let his mind wander to all sorts of naughty places, conjuring images both real and imagery to help speed things along.
"Fffffuckk" The snake moaned, adjusting his feet so that he could 1. keep his wrist pressed against Amun's lips and 2. continue fucking him. Pulling his hips back only to thrust them forwards again, James let his head tip back as much as he was able as a shutter of euphoria trickled through him.
James wasn't necessarily the roughest of lovers, the scrawny git that he was, but knowing that this was basically gratuitous masturbation did take a bit of the pressure off (not literally, the pressure was fantastic). Not needing to worry about the angle for his partner or trying to sync things up so they came at the same time, the thief was free to fuck to his little heart's content. Adjusting his rhythm with only his needs in mind, the snake let his upper body lower so that his free hand could grip the potter's hip.
Not needing the moment to last (because his blood pressure certainly wasn't going to), the snake let his mind wander to all sorts of naughty places, conjuring images both real and imagery to help speed things along.
