'Mnnnnmmmmmmmnoooooo.." James replied, or tried to at least, his thoughts becoming increasingly fixated on just what it was the potter's fingers were doing. "Can't..uh.." He tried again, leaning up to watch Amun's hand grasping his erection through the fabric of whatever the fuck it was he was wearing. "..argue that.." Well he could. He was fabulous at arguing, and had his thoughts at all been linear, he might have said that at least when the mermaid moaned, he knew it was for more or less the same reason he did.
Swallowing, he leaned forward, reaching out for Amun's shirt to drag the smaller man on top of him. Much as he liked the ascended's fingers against his dick, there was a delicious friction to be had sandwiching it between their bodies.
Swallowing, he leaned forward, reaching out for Amun's shirt to drag the smaller man on top of him. Much as he liked the ascended's fingers against his dick, there was a delicious friction to be had sandwiching it between their bodies.
{steps on my own emotions and grinds
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
them into the dirt with my heel} anyways.
