amun
Yeah, while Amun obviously recognized the gestures—and perked up at the sound of a sex god, though not the part of him that would’ve in the past—they didn’t actually mean anything. J was great in bed, or, well, rubble-strewn floor, but apparently not the best communicator outside of sex. Outlander, remember? But tell me more about this sex god. While the Ascended knew some of the gods didn’t like his kind, he imagined he’d get along quite well with this Frey. As J reached out to place his palm on the potter’s head, Amun felt warmth and pleasure bloom in him. Ah, but you have to ask yourself who wore it better, now, don’t you? His mental voice came out entirely content rather than teasing as he’d intended.
As the other man framed the pretty picture Amun knew he was making, he added a little shimmy to his hips. It made getting the pants up take long and his cock flop even more, but, then again, that was kind of the point. Eventually, though the show was over and he was covered up fully. Sinking gracefully to the floor, as J asked about food, the Ascended lay on his side, head propped up in his hand. ”Nope!” It came out cheerfully, but there was a dark light in the potter’s eyes; while this fuck had been fun, he found he missed the simpler pleasures of life. ”Don’t worry. Your blood was quite filling. As was your dick.” He winked lazily at the other man. Better to dwell on the positive than the negative.
Cause there was a lot of fucking negative and it would drive him insane.
As the other man framed the pretty picture Amun knew he was making, he added a little shimmy to his hips. It made getting the pants up take long and his cock flop even more, but, then again, that was kind of the point. Eventually, though the show was over and he was covered up fully. Sinking gracefully to the floor, as J asked about food, the Ascended lay on his side, head propped up in his hand. ”Nope!” It came out cheerfully, but there was a dark light in the potter’s eyes; while this fuck had been fun, he found he missed the simpler pleasures of life. ”Don’t worry. Your blood was quite filling. As was your dick.” He winked lazily at the other man. Better to dwell on the positive than the negative.
Cause there was a lot of fucking negative and it would drive him insane.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
