Go
deep throat
a cactus
“Of course not. I was born here.” And if he’d bothered to ask some more instead of honing in on a singular question, he would have been told that until last year, they’d been encased in a bubble for 300 years, so no, she hasn’t seen much technology, other than what’s installed inside her. Instead, he decides to throw a tantrum about how he feels, targeting the woman in front of him instead of who he’s really angry at - her Goddess. Outlanders are all the same in the end, and privately, she begins to wonder how and why he’s been Ascended in the first place. Surely her Lady can do better.
His smirk and the accompanying challenge are enough for Wessex to want to say her goodbyes. Standing up and brushing her ass off, Wessex throws Amun a glance. “Do whatever the fuck you want. I’m your Queen, now, not your mother.”
His smirk and the accompanying challenge are enough for Wessex to want to say her goodbyes. Standing up and brushing her ass off, Wessex throws Amun a glance. “Do whatever the fuck you want. I’m your Queen, now, not your mother.”
