my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Continuing to massage Josh's neck, Amun took a step forward. His body wasn't quite touching the newcomer, but the potter was close enough that his breath ghosted over the other man's skin. Once the Ascended felt Josh's neck was loose enough, Amun's hands drifted lower again, working on the newcomer's shoulders now.
Chuckling, the sound dark and low, the potter spoke in a quiet voice. "You don't sound too upset about your wife. I'm curious, what made you stop sleeping with men?" It came out idly, as if he didn't care about the answer one way or another.
His hands paused briefly before resuming their massage. "I know it can. I meant my personal preferences though. We don't...feel things the same way we used to."
Chuckling, the sound dark and low, the potter spoke in a quiet voice. "You don't sound too upset about your wife. I'm curious, what made you stop sleeping with men?" It came out idly, as if he didn't care about the answer one way or another.
His hands paused briefly before resuming their massage. "I know it can. I meant my personal preferences though. We don't...feel things the same way we used to."
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
