my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun made a big show of letting his gaze sweep down Sunjata's very long form and then back up. "You might've heard that." Then the potter smirked. "That doesn't make it true." Licking his lips, he reached out to run a finger down the bartender's chest, though the Ascended made sure to stop well above the other man's wound. "Perhaps you can show me what you can do some time." Amun winked, then stepped away with a chuckle.
Grinning more than a bit wickedly, he leaned against a nearby counter. "The kind of trouble that hopefully ends with a warm body in my bed at the end of it." The words came out in a wildly suggestive tone, and he pushed off the counter and began making his way towards the door. That didn't stop him from glancing over his shoulder at Sunjata. "So not the kind of trouble you can give me."
Grinning more than a bit wickedly, he leaned against a nearby counter. "The kind of trouble that hopefully ends with a warm body in my bed at the end of it." The words came out in a wildly suggestive tone, and he pushed off the counter and began making his way towards the door. That didn't stop him from glancing over his shoulder at Sunjata. "So not the kind of trouble you can give me."
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
