Unwoven

Desperation.

Jake lay on the bed, wide awake. He felt the ancient hieroglyphs on his body tease him. Was Khonshu trying to communicate with him? "Just talk to me." Jake mumbled, sighing and turning away. Jake felt the tingling again, and he let out a hitched breath. He thought of Khonshu, his hands feeling up his body and resting on his hips. He thought of Khonshu slightly dragging his hand along his body, barely touching him. Jake whimpered, his fantasy too much to handle. He blushed heavily, his heart racing. Khonshu appeared at his bedside, leaning down to Look at him. "Are you feeling well, sparrow?" Jake looked up at him with needy, bedroom eyes before he realized who it was. He blushed and his eyes went wide. "Yeah, im feeling Fine." Khonshu nodded, and placed a hand on jakes chest. Jake flinched at the touch, but then he felt a wave of pleasure shoot through him, unexpectedly. "MNnh,!" He let out a pathetic noise. Khonshu lifted up his hand, and was taken aback by his avatars noise. "Sparrow, the pleasure was to help you Sleep. Not excite you." Jake shook, breathing heavily. His bulge growing, he looked up at Khonshu. He nodded, hiding his disgusting thoughts. He whined, and tried to sleep with Khonshus hand on his waist. Jake trembled under the hand of his god. He begged for it to go further, he clawed at the idea of his god touching him and desecrating him. Khonshu knew that Jake was feeling pent up, but he ignored it. Jake soon Fell asleep, wet dreaming about his god. He dreamt that his god had let him Taste his dick. Even just a little bit would have been enough to make Jake
orgasm and cum all over him like a little bitch.