full moon rising on the waters of my soul
”Well, we can’t be too similar now, can we? That takes the fun out of it.” Indeed, Amun wasn’t a huge fan of ever doing the same thing twice. He tried to avoid it where he could. As their hands met, the potter smirked. ”I’ll hold you to that.” Then, however, it seemed like it was J’s turn to hold on: as the potter attempted to buck the other man, the snake tried to wrap his limbs tightly around the Ascended’s body.
That was nice. But Amun had a better idea. "Actually I think I promised to get you off a few times. Never said anything about letting you go." Continuing to roll, he attempted to end up on top of the clingy snake. Simultaneously, the potter’s hands reached for the other man’s arms; he was trying to grab J’s wrists and pin them to the ground even as the Ascended attempted to pin the other man’s body as well. Even if it failed, having their bodies and limbs tangled together wasn't the worst thing in the world. Hopefully J—and the snake's body—felt similarly.
That was nice. But Amun had a better idea. "Actually I think I promised to get you off a few times. Never said anything about letting you go." Continuing to roll, he attempted to end up on top of the clingy snake. Simultaneously, the potter’s hands reached for the other man’s arms; he was trying to grab J’s wrists and pin them to the ground even as the Ascended attempted to pin the other man’s body as well. Even if it failed, having their bodies and limbs tangled together wasn't the worst thing in the world. Hopefully J—and the snake's body—felt similarly.
amun
