my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Grinning, Amun spread his arms. "Why would you want to defend yourself from my delightful mouth." He pouted, though his eyes sparkled. Then the pout morphed into a wicked grin. "There's a lot more where that came from, mystery man." As the stranger spoke, the potter's grin turned into a smirk. "Actions do speak louder than words." He dropped his voice to a sensual whisper. "So what actions are you going to do with me." He winked.
However, whatever it was, it would apparently have to wait. Although he was pleased to see the smirk on the other man's face, the Ascended's kick failed to connect. Still, as quickly as he'd kicked it and it was batted aside, he recovered his balance. He began to stalk into a slow circle around his opponent, the movements more than a bit predatory, no matter that they were languid, slow, and steady.
Amun grinned again at the words and at the barked command, though he made no move towards the other man just yet. Instead, the Ascended just kept walking, limbs lazy and loose. His gaze drifted downwards towards the stranger's pecs. ”I don't mind looking at your chest. And I like dirty. Tell me more, man of mystery.” Then the potter hammered a jab towards the other man’s throat. Again, Amun put as much strength and speed behind it as he dared.
However, whatever it was, it would apparently have to wait. Although he was pleased to see the smirk on the other man's face, the Ascended's kick failed to connect. Still, as quickly as he'd kicked it and it was batted aside, he recovered his balance. He began to stalk into a slow circle around his opponent, the movements more than a bit predatory, no matter that they were languid, slow, and steady.
Amun grinned again at the words and at the barked command, though he made no move towards the other man just yet. Instead, the Ascended just kept walking, limbs lazy and loose. His gaze drifted downwards towards the stranger's pecs. ”I don't mind looking at your chest. And I like dirty. Tell me more, man of mystery.” Then the potter hammered a jab towards the other man’s throat. Again, Amun put as much strength and speed behind it as he dared.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
