Sam saw no real problem with being like Thoth except when it came to feeling. Too often the god was detached and looked at things intellectually rather than emotionally. If the Egyptians had nerds, Sam was sure that Thoth would’ve been their god and patron. Perhaps that was why the god left him in charge of the body so often, so he could feel through the mortal and still watch through detached eyes. But, right then, that wasn’t what Sam wanted to think about, so he pushed the thoughts aside, even ignoring Thoth’s amused comments.
Sam let the first few thrusts be slow and easy. He had just had an orgasm a short time before, and he knew this time he would be able to last much longer. So he was going to take his time. But, even he had needs, so while the first thrusts were slow and gentle, he would slowly begin a rhythm that got faster and harder and deeper as his body slammed against hers. Soon, his body would be slamming against hers in a quick, hard pace, and he would tilt his head back to break that eye contact with a loud groan. It would only be a matter of time before he was once again slamming his body against hers and erupting within her.