amun
At the other man’s words, Amun grinned. Then, as J leaned in—and yet still didn’t kiss the Ascended—the potter tilted his head, exposing his neck to the incredibly close snake. ”What’s stopping you?” Amun’s voice came out in a whisper as well, though his was sultry and low.
J’s reaction to the potter’s fingers was gratifying; as the other man tightened his grip, though, the Ascended kept his hand right where it was. ”Not really. I think I’d need to try it more than once to believe that.” With that, he stroked the snake’s nipple again, though with less force than last time. Variety was the spice of seduction, after all.
J’s reaction to the potter’s fingers was gratifying; as the other man tightened his grip, though, the Ascended kept his hand right where it was. ”Not really. I think I’d need to try it more than once to believe that.” With that, he stroked the snake’s nipple again, though with less force than last time. Variety was the spice of seduction, after all.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
