full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Setting the wine back down, Amun peeked at the little spider, which was still happily suckling on the shot he'd poured for it. Nodding at Sam's words, the potter smiled. "I just meant that, if in the process of finding yourself, you find yourself in need of talking through something or a sympathetic ear, I'm here."
As the redhead deepened the kiss, Amun reached up to slide his hand through the bookmaker's hair before coming to rest on the other man's neck. Still, the potter kept the kiss relatively chaste. After a few more moments, he pulled away, grinning as he did. "As enjoyable as that was, I did promise you dancing, and I don't have the musicians all evening." With that, he reached to take Sam's hand that was resting on Amun's chin. If he could grasp it, he'd use it and the hand on the bookmaker's hip to guide the redhead into a small twirl.
As the redhead deepened the kiss, Amun reached up to slide his hand through the bookmaker's hair before coming to rest on the other man's neck. Still, the potter kept the kiss relatively chaste. After a few more moments, he pulled away, grinning as he did. "As enjoyable as that was, I did promise you dancing, and I don't have the musicians all evening." With that, he reached to take Sam's hand that was resting on Amun's chin. If he could grasp it, he'd use it and the hand on the bookmaker's hip to guide the redhead into a small twirl.
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