full moon rising on the waters of my soul
As J asked if Amun was serious about needing a little something more, he hummed wickedly and nodded. ”It sure is.” Indeed, he might need convincing all through LongNight. Now that he’d found the snake, they could go find some hidden room—not that the Ascended had been successful at locating one yet—and just fuck for hours. Days. The whole week, maybe. Or at least the potter could.
Amun chuckled at J’s antics in response to being called handsome. ”Well we can’t both be the pretty one.” As the other man’s hand splayed against his chest, Amun’s fingers twitched to join tangle with the other man's. However, the potter was immediately distracted by the promise that the snake would do something to show just how attractive he found the Ascended. ”Just a mite more? Disappointing. I was hoping for something bigger than a mite.” He waggled his eyebrows right back at J.
However, it seemed that the playfulness between them edged into roughhousing in an almost seamless transition. Not that the Ascended minded, of course. Not at all. Getting physical in any way was fun, even if he couldn't feel physical pleasure anymore. His slap connected and he smirked at the snake as his expression morphed from feigned shock to something much more intriguing. Then, though, the other man tried to roll on top of the potter. For a moment, he considered letting J pin and straddle Amun—it wasn’t the worst position to be in, after all—but he figured he’d see how far the other man would take this wrestling. The Ascended was totally down for some kinky sex and it wasn’t like he felt pain. So, using J’s own momentum as the other man settled on top of the potter’s back, he rolled in the same direction and bucked his hips, trying to toss the snake off.
Amun chuckled at J’s antics in response to being called handsome. ”Well we can’t both be the pretty one.” As the other man’s hand splayed against his chest, Amun’s fingers twitched to join tangle with the other man's. However, the potter was immediately distracted by the promise that the snake would do something to show just how attractive he found the Ascended. ”Just a mite more? Disappointing. I was hoping for something bigger than a mite.” He waggled his eyebrows right back at J.
However, it seemed that the playfulness between them edged into roughhousing in an almost seamless transition. Not that the Ascended minded, of course. Not at all. Getting physical in any way was fun, even if he couldn't feel physical pleasure anymore. His slap connected and he smirked at the snake as his expression morphed from feigned shock to something much more intriguing. Then, though, the other man tried to roll on top of the potter. For a moment, he considered letting J pin and straddle Amun—it wasn’t the worst position to be in, after all—but he figured he’d see how far the other man would take this wrestling. The Ascended was totally down for some kinky sex and it wasn’t like he felt pain. So, using J’s own momentum as the other man settled on top of the potter’s back, he rolled in the same direction and bucked his hips, trying to toss the snake off.
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