Said to follow any dream
Be a puppet on a string
Be a puppet on a string
As Maea's mouth opened, Amun breathed a sigh of relief, not that he needed to breath. However, as her fangs sank into him, he shuddered. Letting out a moan, his head lolled back and his eyes closed as pleasure coursed through him. He made no move to pull his wrist away, though. In fact, he pressed it closer to her mouth.
"Maea," he whispered. As he felt another, much smaller set of fangs sink into his ankle courtesy of Zhanshi the potter tried to claw some semblance of coherency and focus back. Managing at least to open his eyes, he found himself staring into hers. As he met her gaze, his lips slowly twisted into a smile. "Thank the Voice."
"Maea," he whispered. As he felt another, much smaller set of fangs sink into his ankle courtesy of Zhanshi the potter tried to claw some semblance of coherency and focus back. Managing at least to open his eyes, he found himself staring into hers. As he met her gaze, his lips slowly twisted into a smile. "Thank the Voice."
Works for you but that isn't me
Amun
