SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
A panting growl against her skin as he slows and she catches up, meeting him and becoming louder. It was like a song to his ears, adding to the electricity that sparked within his veins, lightning to the storm he brought upon her. And so he doesn’t stop, relishing in the feeling of being inside her, of the sensation that her hand that tightens in his hair causes, the way her hand travels down his neck and scratches at it, eliciting more of those growls and groans as he loses himself with her.
It’s almost blinding, the way he zeroes in on her, the way he focuses on her and only her – nothing but the utmost desire and primal need to devour and ravage her. He can feel the tension coiling in his stomach, burning and begging for a release with the louder she becomes, and he shifts again to pull back a small amount from her neck and her to trail his other hand down her side to her lower back, lifting it to arch her into him to give her more room to work with.
It’s almost blinding, the way he zeroes in on her, the way he focuses on her and only her – nothing but the utmost desire and primal need to devour and ravage her. He can feel the tension coiling in his stomach, burning and begging for a release with the louder she becomes, and he shifts again to pull back a small amount from her neck and her to trail his other hand down her side to her lower back, lifting it to arch her into him to give her more room to work with.
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
