they made a mockery of him once 'look at the walking tragedy' now they whisper when he passes
he's a demon, with a crown of blood
As she leaves marks, he can’t help the frenzy he feels with it. And with the sounds she makes, his bites and kisses grow hungrier – needing her, so badly, that it almost hurts with the slowness that his hands fumble with the belt. And he almost growls his frustration before she’s there to help, discarding the belt and pushing away at the fabric enough that he can do the rest – the blight taking over for the most primal of his desires. He leans back over her, leg braced on one side, lips finding her collarbone to leave his mark.
One of his hands finds the small of her back, lifting her, in agreement about the quickness of it all. He needs her in this moment, and unlike before he doesn’t wait for confirmation, doesn’t pause to grab anything. One hand lifts her, the other lifts her leg around his waist as he settles between them. And when his lips drift back up from her collarbones to her own again, he bites down on her bottom lip, and settles in enough to growl as he buries himself into her, all consequences be damned.
One of his hands finds the small of her back, lifting her, in agreement about the quickness of it all. He needs her in this moment, and unlike before he doesn’t wait for confirmation, doesn’t pause to grab anything. One hand lifts her, the other lifts her leg around his waist as he settles between them. And when his lips drift back up from her collarbones to her own again, he bites down on her bottom lip, and settles in enough to growl as he buries himself into her, all consequences be damned.
does it look like he's still under your control?
SUNJATA
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.
