better get to diggin' while my body's getting cold.
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
i keep tryna fight it so just promise when i go, you'll bury me low
He works the cuffs off and sheds his shirt and Neron’s, tugged closer by his waistband of his pants, a fact that Sunjata shivers with contently. As do the kisses pressed along the muscles that lead down below his belt line.
There’s a low rumble of a laugh, a huff of a purr as his belt is slipped off and discarded, a pile of clothes made quickly on the floor. His pants buttons are the next work in progress, Sunjata leaving his own arm still snagged by a loose open cuff as his other hand lifts to rake through the Launceleyn’s blonde hair, trailing along the edge of Neron’s cheek to his jaw. “I don’t care at all.” He purrs, crowding Neron’s space a bit more, planting his feet before he starts to work on shedding his pants, sighing at the relief it brings his length from the restraint of the clothing.
There’s a low rumble of a laugh, a huff of a purr as his belt is slipped off and discarded, a pile of clothes made quickly on the floor. His pants buttons are the next work in progress, Sunjata leaving his own arm still snagged by a loose open cuff as his other hand lifts to rake through the Launceleyn’s blonde hair, trailing along the edge of Neron’s cheek to his jaw. “I don’t care at all.” He purrs, crowding Neron’s space a bit more, planting his feet before he starts to work on shedding his pants, sighing at the relief it brings his length from the restraint of the clothing.
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.
