when the world turns upside down, you should blame it on me
He can feel them with each passing second of the ignited tension within them, but he has to — he knows it deep down that things won’t get better for him until he does. That he’ll just use Maea to band aid the problem until he’s not sure what’s right and what’s wrong, and he can’t do that to her. He can’t, not comfortably at least.
And now that it’s been realized, he shies away from it, pushing her away under the need of space, to try and keep himself from hurting her more.
As for this? He can do this, he can show her how much he loves her with the way his body moves to her, he can tell her how much in the sound that colors his vocal chords, he can tell her in the way the kiss deepens and he lifts her and lowers her along him, deeper each time to try and get her to melt with him. The fingers that rake against his hair and feathers have him shivering once again, a shuddering as he speeds up a small amount — a fraction, pushing back against her.
He breaks it, however, to find his favorite place against her neck, trailing his hot tongue along the edge of her jaw to her ear. “Kom, lief.” He purrs to her in that rough demand, a soft and slow thrust that pushes himself further into her with all the suggestion and help he can, cock twitching again with the sensation of her. How far can the string go before it breaks?
And now that it’s been realized, he shies away from it, pushing her away under the need of space, to try and keep himself from hurting her more.
As for this? He can do this, he can show her how much he loves her with the way his body moves to her, he can tell her how much in the sound that colors his vocal chords, he can tell her in the way the kiss deepens and he lifts her and lowers her along him, deeper each time to try and get her to melt with him. The fingers that rake against his hair and feathers have him shivering once again, a shuddering as he speeds up a small amount — a fraction, pushing back against her.
He breaks it, however, to find his favorite place against her neck, trailing his hot tongue along the edge of her jaw to her ear. “Kom, lief.” He purrs to her in that rough demand, a soft and slow thrust that pushes himself further into her with all the suggestion and help he can, cock twitching again with the sensation of her. How far can the string go before it breaks?
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.
