"Well now yer just makin' me sound like a racist." James protested, and honestly, he didn't quite think that was it. This was all just...too easy. And the thief knew easy. Still, something about this all felt wrong. Normally he took sex where he could get it, but not being able to reciprocate? At least, with something that took a proper amount of effort, not just sitting there being slurped on?
Oh, but the potter's dexterous fingers made it real hard to think.
"This is really you, then?" He asked, brow raised. Perhaps it wasn't fair for James to play the come on then, bare your soul card, given that Amun didn't even really know his name, but it felt important somehow (even if his twitching cock absolutely disagreed).
Oh, but the potter's dexterous fingers made it real hard to think.
"This is really you, then?" He asked, brow raised. Perhaps it wasn't fair for James to play the come on then, bare your soul card, given that Amun didn't even really know his name, but it felt important somehow (even if his twitching cock absolutely disagreed).
{steps on my own emotions and grinds
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
