if I ever start to think straight
Amun grinned, baring his fangs. "Always and forever!" Chuckling, he reached out to place his hands on Wessex's shoulders.
Staring into her eyes, his own widened. There were entire galaxies in her pupils, swirling and dancing as the two of them had just been moments ago. "Beautiful," he breathed as he moved to rest his forehead against hers.
At her question he shrugged. "Whatever we want it to. The world is our clamshell. Conch shell? Crustacean." He nodded on the last word, shifting to sling a an arm across her shoulder instead.
Humming, he looked at the moon again. "I could rest. And drink something. Gods I'm thirsty." He licked his lips and glanced over at her. "What do we dream about together? Ascended sheep?"
Staring into her eyes, his own widened. There were entire galaxies in her pupils, swirling and dancing as the two of them had just been moments ago. "Beautiful," he breathed as he moved to rest his forehead against hers.
At her question he shrugged. "Whatever we want it to. The world is our clamshell. Conch shell? Crustacean." He nodded on the last word, shifting to sling a an arm across her shoulder instead.
Humming, he looked at the moon again. "I could rest. And drink something. Gods I'm thirsty." He licked his lips and glanced over at her. "What do we dream about together? Ascended sheep?"
this heart will start a riot in me
Amun
