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caught between the real thing
& nothing at all
& nothing at all
The drop in blood pressure was actually exquisite. Blood tapered out of his extremities leaving them feeling cool and all pins-and-needles, and moved into his core. It only amplified the feeling of his dick being the focal point of his attention and energy as he tried desperately to keep up with the frenetic pace the ascended was setting. Every now and then he'd catch himself wanting to pleasure the potter—the hand on his hip thinking about reaching around to the other man's cock—until he remembered just who it was he was with. It was a bit disconcerting, but hey, he'd get over it.
As Amun's rhythm became impossible to match, the snake simply arched up onto his toes letting the potter's ass do most of the work for him while James merely held on for the ride. A sheen of sweat appeared on his brow and in his curls as he moaned loudly. "Oh fuck, oh fuckohfuck ohFUCKOHFUCK OH—" The pressure in his balls lasted only for one shining instant. Like the surface tension of water just before it breaks, James could feel his orgasm wobbling into existence before he finally crested the head of it. Pulling out enough to give himself one last deep thrust, the snake came in a shuttery spasm of absolute delight as he pressed his wrist hard and messily against the potter's fangs.
Luckily Amun wouldn't see his cum face, for it was all sorts of open-mouthed smiles that spasmed with the twitches of his cock. On the decrescendo of his orgasm the snake was distantly aware of just how numb his feet seemed to be. One he realized this, he stumbled backwards, awkwardly and not at all comfortably exiting his partner, to collapse into a sitting position on his coat.
As Amun's rhythm became impossible to match, the snake simply arched up onto his toes letting the potter's ass do most of the work for him while James merely held on for the ride. A sheen of sweat appeared on his brow and in his curls as he moaned loudly. "Oh fuck, oh fuckohfuck ohFUCKOHFUCK OH—" The pressure in his balls lasted only for one shining instant. Like the surface tension of water just before it breaks, James could feel his orgasm wobbling into existence before he finally crested the head of it. Pulling out enough to give himself one last deep thrust, the snake came in a shuttery spasm of absolute delight as he pressed his wrist hard and messily against the potter's fangs.
Luckily Amun wouldn't see his cum face, for it was all sorts of open-mouthed smiles that spasmed with the twitches of his cock. On the decrescendo of his orgasm the snake was distantly aware of just how numb his feet seemed to be. One he realized this, he stumbled backwards, awkwardly and not at all comfortably exiting his partner, to collapse into a sitting position on his coat.
