"Aoooohhhhh.." The sound wasn't really anything in particular, just a vocalization of how the potter's fingers made him feel. One of the thief's legs gave an involuntary jerk as Amun's finger circled the head of his cock, James swallowing down the rising thrill he felt building low in his groin.
"I mean...ye' haven't gone the uh...y'know, the skin bits. Touchin', kissin', y'don't feel it same as me." He tried to explain, cheeks flushing in response to the potter's continued ministrations. "Were I to jump on'you now, all pullin' hair and fingernails down your spine—" His cock twitched at this as his mind supplied the imagery. "—it isn't the same really."
"I mean...ye' haven't gone the uh...y'know, the skin bits. Touchin', kissin', y'don't feel it same as me." He tried to explain, cheeks flushing in response to the potter's continued ministrations. "Were I to jump on'you now, all pullin' hair and fingernails down your spine—" His cock twitched at this as his mind supplied the imagery. "—it isn't the same really."
{steps on my own emotions and grinds
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
