full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun raised his eyebrows as Maea revealed exactly who she was receiving examinations from (and presumably bites). Then he smirked. ”Definitely my type, but sadly he is very much taken. By another Ascended, so that could make things awkward.” He waggled his eyebrows, though hopefully she wouldn’t need that much encouragement to understand why that might be a problem.
As she revealed that she was indeed seeing someone, if not who (though by the blush, it was going well enough), he beamed at her, giving an approving nod. It slipped away as she kept speaking, however. "And I take it you're looking for more than a bit of fun?" Glancing at her, he studied her features. "If that's the case, probably best to call things off now, before pesky feelings can get involved."
Then he nudged her with a hip. "Plus, if he's not willing to give you more than a bit of fun, I say he's no worthy of you, and you should wash your hands of him." The words were gently teasing, but true enough.
As she revealed that she was indeed seeing someone, if not who (though by the blush, it was going well enough), he beamed at her, giving an approving nod. It slipped away as she kept speaking, however. "And I take it you're looking for more than a bit of fun?" Glancing at her, he studied her features. "If that's the case, probably best to call things off now, before pesky feelings can get involved."
Then he nudged her with a hip. "Plus, if he's not willing to give you more than a bit of fun, I say he's no worthy of you, and you should wash your hands of him." The words were gently teasing, but true enough.
amun
