// call out in the middle of the night
for when else would I hear you? //
for when else would I hear you? //
He’s never thought about it, her ability to have too many things to choose from. It’s a thought that has a soft rumbling laugh that slips from his lips, giving her a gentle squeeze as he nods slightly, head still pressed against hers. “Mm, well, I guess we’ll have to research all the options. But, I would love a porch to sit on.” He agrees, already imagining the idea of getting (or making) some rocking chairs or a swing bench for it, watching the clouds float on by.
It’s an attainable dream that he’s content with indulging in, until she’s changing the subject and he has nothing but appreciation for the fact she’s thought of his duties enough to think about how they could incorporate it. Being together, though, that’s truthfully the cherry on top.
He’s sure she can feel the smirk that blooms on his face as she mentions indulging Dantalion. “It would be quite fun.” He agrees, giving her another little squeeze as he continues to spin the first item on the skewer as she mulls over his question.
He knows it’s unlikely, but if there were a chance he wants to make sure that everything is in order ahead of time. And he’s patient as she responds and pulls the roasted banana out of the fire, turning and adjusting to face him, cupping his jaw and stealing his whole undivided attention. “It is only you who has my heart.” He murmurs gently, nosing his way in to seal the agreement with a longing kiss. He pulls away after a moment to nuzzle his nose against hers. “Together.”
It’s an attainable dream that he’s content with indulging in, until she’s changing the subject and he has nothing but appreciation for the fact she’s thought of his duties enough to think about how they could incorporate it. Being together, though, that’s truthfully the cherry on top.
He’s sure she can feel the smirk that blooms on his face as she mentions indulging Dantalion. “It would be quite fun.” He agrees, giving her another little squeeze as he continues to spin the first item on the skewer as she mulls over his question.
He knows it’s unlikely, but if there were a chance he wants to make sure that everything is in order ahead of time. And he’s patient as she responds and pulls the roasted banana out of the fire, turning and adjusting to face him, cupping his jaw and stealing his whole undivided attention. “It is only you who has my heart.” He murmurs gently, nosing his way in to seal the agreement with a longing kiss. He pulls away after a moment to nuzzle his nose against hers. “Together.”
the flood
// fall out in the cold starlight
i can save you if you do //
i can save you if you do //
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
