// say it like you mean it, do you trust me now?
call it like you see it, are we burning out? //
call it like you see it, are we burning out? //
The way she reacts to the way his fingertips thread through her dark hair is captivating, and it draws the Flood into focusing more on what kind of reactions he can spark from her. But it’s her turn to do exactly that, to playfully call out a wholly separate reason for his arrival, one that drowns in saccharine sultriness that has him wanting to draw closer, only for her to make that choice for him.
She gets exactly what she wants, her ankle hooking around his hip, drawing him closer, her warm hands along his chest as his heartbeat hums contently beneath her palms, the flash of surprise that cascades like lightning through every bit of visible scarring he harbors as his lips quirk into a full, crooked smirk. “Would it be terrible to say that I missed you?” He asks, his accent growing a hint thicker as he speaks, head tilting as he grows bold in pressing in and crowding her, one hand still tangled in her hair while the other moves up her side slowly, tantalizingly.
“I came to visit a few weeks ago and you were all I could think about.” The entire time spent within the borders of Stormbreak, his mind had been revolving around her.
She gets exactly what she wants, her ankle hooking around his hip, drawing him closer, her warm hands along his chest as his heartbeat hums contently beneath her palms, the flash of surprise that cascades like lightning through every bit of visible scarring he harbors as his lips quirk into a full, crooked smirk. “Would it be terrible to say that I missed you?” He asks, his accent growing a hint thicker as he speaks, head tilting as he grows bold in pressing in and crowding her, one hand still tangled in her hair while the other moves up her side slowly, tantalizingly.
“I came to visit a few weeks ago and you were all I could think about.” The entire time spent within the borders of Stormbreak, his mind had been revolving around her.
the flood
// i wish you could feel it like i do
everything i've done, i do it all for you //
everything i've done, i do it all for you //
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.
