full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Oliver didn’t comment on the fact that Amun moved from shadow to shadow cautiously. Whether that was because the other man was too polite or didn’t notice, the Ascended didn’t know, but he counted it among his small blessings. That and the fact that Blondie had followed the potter to begin with.
As Oliver pointed out the perfect spot, Amun grinned wickedly. ”I don’t mind getting close to you, no.” The Ascended stepped under the alcove, right next to the other man. Close enough to kiss. ”You sure you want this, Blondie?” The potter could practically smell the nervous energy wafting off the other man. Given that, Amun figured it would be best to let Oliver make the first move. It would give Blondie a sense of control he seemed to need right now, and so long as the Ascended got some blood, he was up for anything.
Except fucking the other man, because Amun couldn’t get it up. But there were lots of other things they could do, and the potter would cross that bridge if they came to it.
As Oliver pointed out the perfect spot, Amun grinned wickedly. ”I don’t mind getting close to you, no.” The Ascended stepped under the alcove, right next to the other man. Close enough to kiss. ”You sure you want this, Blondie?” The potter could practically smell the nervous energy wafting off the other man. Given that, Amun figured it would be best to let Oliver make the first move. It would give Blondie a sense of control he seemed to need right now, and so long as the Ascended got some blood, he was up for anything.
Except fucking the other man, because Amun couldn’t get it up. But there were lots of other things they could do, and the potter would cross that bridge if they came to it.
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