// seems like the whole damn world went and lost its mind & all my childhood heroes
have fallen off or died. fake tears, real living, fake tears, but the alcohol never lies //
have fallen off or died. fake tears, real living, fake tears, but the alcohol never lies //
It takes him a few moments longer to regain his composure after everything, sinking down into the mattress, careful not to crush her as her hands follow his scars, a comfort that he hasn’t noticed he needed until now. “Me too.” He murmurs softly, lifting his gaze to look at her with a soft smile, drawing back and away from her with a hum of a sigh.
He doesn’t pull away very far, though, the chaste kiss to his swollen lips met with a soft smile of his own, the storms in his steel gaze softening to a lighter hue, tension released, stress relieved. Her question, however, has a hum of a rumbling laugh leaving him, nodding as he moves to clean them up, a smirk playing on the corners of his lips as he gets his clothes back on. “Do you have to ask?” He teases her, flashing a wink, before the both of them are clothed and ready to depart toward the VlamVloed.
- FIN <333
He doesn’t pull away very far, though, the chaste kiss to his swollen lips met with a soft smile of his own, the storms in his steel gaze softening to a lighter hue, tension released, stress relieved. Her question, however, has a hum of a rumbling laugh leaving him, nodding as he moves to clean them up, a smirk playing on the corners of his lips as he gets his clothes back on. “Do you have to ask?” He teases her, flashing a wink, before the both of them are clothed and ready to depart toward the VlamVloed.
- FIN <333
some princes don't become kings
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.
