my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
The blood kept flowing, hot and fresh and delicious, and with it, the pleasure. And even that wasn't enough to satiate Amun. Maybe nothing would. As he'd said, no matter what someone had, they always wanted more.
So nothing was enough. Not his fangs, sunk deep into the devil's flesh. Not the way his hand slipped around and behind Sunjata's ass to cup it before moving on to caress his inner thigh. Not the way the Ascended writhed against the other man.
It was no surprise that he whined in protest when Sunjata pulled the potter away. Still, he was too disoriented and weak to fight against the Arbiter's superior strength. The Ascended's fangs didn't leave the Flood's skin easily, though, tearing skin away, skin that Amun swallowed down along with blood coating it.
He lifted his head and stared directly into Sunjata's eyes. Amun spoke, his voice rough with need. "You can do whatever you want to me. Things you've only dreamed about. Just...give me another sip." Licking his lips, he panted, placing one hand on the other man's bloody chest.
So nothing was enough. Not his fangs, sunk deep into the devil's flesh. Not the way his hand slipped around and behind Sunjata's ass to cup it before moving on to caress his inner thigh. Not the way the Ascended writhed against the other man.
It was no surprise that he whined in protest when Sunjata pulled the potter away. Still, he was too disoriented and weak to fight against the Arbiter's superior strength. The Ascended's fangs didn't leave the Flood's skin easily, though, tearing skin away, skin that Amun swallowed down along with blood coating it.
He lifted his head and stared directly into Sunjata's eyes. Amun spoke, his voice rough with need. "You can do whatever you want to me. Things you've only dreamed about. Just...give me another sip." Licking his lips, he panted, placing one hand on the other man's bloody chest.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
