my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Zhanshi released Amun's lip when Wessex lifted his head. After brushing against Loki, the little landshark dove into the ground, making a wide circle around them. The potter blinked up at the Wraith, before raised one hand to grasp her wrist. "Should...relax," he muttered, eyes fluttering closed as the fluid hit his system.
His back and he moaned arched slightly as the pleasure and the slight restoration of his systems hit him all at once. Forcing his eyes open, he sought out the Wraith's gaze. "We-Wessex? It's...it's you?" he wondered, voice muffled as he brought his lips closer to the cut she'd made. If he'd had any fluid to spare, his eyes would've filled with iridescent tears.
His back and he moaned arched slightly as the pleasure and the slight restoration of his systems hit him all at once. Forcing his eyes open, he sought out the Wraith's gaze. "We-Wessex? It's...it's you?" he wondered, voice muffled as he brought his lips closer to the cut she'd made. If he'd had any fluid to spare, his eyes would've filled with iridescent tears.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
