amun
Thank you. I always was good with my mouth. Amun sent a bit of wry amusement towards the other man; clearly they were speaking with far more than just words, but the potter felt the joke was worth making anyway. At the stranger’s question, the Ascended fired off a pulse of heat with a mischievous edge. I did say you could do whatever you wanted to me as long as I got a taste. And I definitely got my taste. So I guess that means it’s your turn. Amun wouldn’t mind be used or abused in the slightest.
Although the other man’s offer was quite generous, Amun had to decline. I’ve already had my fill for tonight. His thoughts flashed back to the passion he’d felt as the blood poured into him, and he tried to open that feeling up to the stranger. At that point, the potter decided it was a bit silly they didn’t even know what to call each other. What’s your name anyway? In case I decide you need to get lucky again. Trying to send the mental equivalent of a wink, Amun decided he wouldn’t mind another round of this, not in the slightest.
Although the other man’s offer was quite generous, Amun had to decline. I’ve already had my fill for tonight. His thoughts flashed back to the passion he’d felt as the blood poured into him, and he tried to open that feeling up to the stranger. At that point, the potter decided it was a bit silly they didn’t even know what to call each other. What’s your name anyway? In case I decide you need to get lucky again. Trying to send the mental equivalent of a wink, Amun decided he wouldn’t mind another round of this, not in the slightest.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
