full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Unsurprisingly, Amun’s efforts were ineffectual and Wessex pinned him even more easily and securely than when she’d rolled on top of him. However, by that point even he realized that the game was over and the queen genuinely hadn’t meant to injure him. So he stayed languidly on the ground, grinning up at her as her boobs got close to his face.
For a moment, at least, since she started to slowly lift herself from him. ”All take and no give, Princess? Kinky. I like it.” At her proffered hand and question, he poked at his wound, then let her help him stand. Everything seemed fine, not vital organs hit. Actually, he didn’t even know if he had vital organs anymore. ”Better than alright. Chicks dig scars, right?” Granted, he didn’t want to attract feminine attention, but he waggled his eyebrows at her to let her know he was joking and that all was well.
For a moment, at least, since she started to slowly lift herself from him. ”All take and no give, Princess? Kinky. I like it.” At her proffered hand and question, he poked at his wound, then let her help him stand. Everything seemed fine, not vital organs hit. Actually, he didn’t even know if he had vital organs anymore. ”Better than alright. Chicks dig scars, right?” Granted, he didn’t want to attract feminine attention, but he waggled his eyebrows at her to let her know he was joking and that all was well.
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