A small smirk crosses his face, tugging at the scar that runs along the side of it as the teasing works. It brings a sharp inhale of delight to the Flood’s lungs, one that has the hand clutched into the blonde locks tugging a bit harder but acquiescing the second he seems to lean up for a kiss. He has to oblige him, even if his hand is still loose and not nearly enough along the Ascended’s length.
Legs wrap around him, locking him in close enough that he almost loses his balance, but recovers enough to move that hand tangled in Neron’s hair toward the other man’s throat, the thumb a sharp clawed point that presses against the hollow of it, stilling immediately the second he feels the nip at his tongue.
All of his attention immediately focuses further on the Ascended, a purred growl of need leaving him as he waits, tightening his grip on the Ascended’s cock for a few fast strokes before it returns to its prior looseness.
Legs wrap around him, locking him in close enough that he almost loses his balance, but recovers enough to move that hand tangled in Neron’s hair toward the other man’s throat, the thumb a sharp clawed point that presses against the hollow of it, stilling immediately the second he feels the nip at his tongue.
All of his attention immediately focuses further on the Ascended, a purred growl of need leaving him as he waits, tightening his grip on the Ascended’s cock for a few fast strokes before it returns to its prior looseness.
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.
