but the darker the weather, the better the man
you can take all you want
Her back arches and it’s easy enough to get the laces untied, pulling away a small amount to try and tug at her clothing as she whimpers and poises a question he hopes she’d ask. A confident smirk is felt against her skin as he kissed and nips at her, shifting a small amount to get nearer to her lips again. “That you’re mine.” A purring answer.
His head tilts toward hers when their lips collide again, and his hands work to try and shift her skirts up a bit more — pausing only to try to unbuckle his belt, the tension of wanting to bury himself into her too strong with the tightness of his pants. His tongue finds her as he tries to focus on the buckle, his other hand moving to ghost about her breast, brushing so softly over her nipple it might as well have been the wind.
His head tilts toward hers when their lips collide again, and his hands work to try and shift her skirts up a bit more — pausing only to try to unbuckle his belt, the tension of wanting to bury himself into her too strong with the tightness of his pants. His tongue finds her as he tries to focus on the buckle, his other hand moving to ghost about her breast, brushing so softly over her nipple it might as well have been the wind.
but not who i am
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.
