amun
Swaying to the beat of the bells, Amun shrugged. "Music. I shoulda had on my shoesyies." He pointed at his foot, which was supposed to be tapping. Frowning, he reached down and physically picked his foot up and down, stomping it manually.
"Yeah, the the the stuff. Ascended can't do the stuff. Y'know." Letting go of his leg he pulled out his tongue again before releasing it. "Blood. Mmmm. Need it. Now." He made grabby hands for the other man.
However, they turned into fists as Oliver spoke. "You callin' me a weasel?!" Frowning, the potter shook his head. "No I didn't have enough." Crouching down he began to lick up the droplets that had fallen to the floor.
"Yeah, the the the stuff. Ascended can't do the stuff. Y'know." Letting go of his leg he pulled out his tongue again before releasing it. "Blood. Mmmm. Need it. Now." He made grabby hands for the other man.
However, they turned into fists as Oliver spoke. "You callin' me a weasel?!" Frowning, the potter shook his head. "No I didn't have enough." Crouching down he began to lick up the droplets that had fallen to the floor.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
