Said to follow any dream
Be a puppet on a string
Be a puppet on a string
Amun couldn't feel much (well, besides the pleasure coursing through him) but his senses were working just fine. In overdrive, even. So when Maea increased the pressure on his wrist he gasped. Closing his eyes again, his head lolled to one side.
However, the pinprick of fangs on his ankle again caught his attention. Some concern from his bond with Zhanshi pierced the cloud in the potter's mind. He managed to initiate a scan to check his fluid levels. Reaching out with his free hand, he rested it on her cheek. "M-Maea," he managed to moan out. "Enough." His fingers would press against her jaw, though not with any real force.
However, the pinprick of fangs on his ankle again caught his attention. Some concern from his bond with Zhanshi pierced the cloud in the potter's mind. He managed to initiate a scan to check his fluid levels. Reaching out with his free hand, he rested it on her cheek. "M-Maea," he managed to moan out. "Enough." His fingers would press against her jaw, though not with any real force.
Works for you but that isn't me
Amun
