I'm about to cause a damn ruckus
Her lips skate across his cheek again, his question aired softly, and it feels much different than before, the difference in the fact that they’re here without a room in order for her to feel this way. He relaxes immensely with the way she presses against him, greedy, and it’s been a while for Sunjata as well — wholly trapped in the heat their bodies make, the flush and the touch. She grips his horn hard enough to tilt his head, a gasp slipping from him as his body reacts in kind to the grind of her hips as well.
It’s a muffled gasp, however, as her lips collide with his and he dives in with equal greediness, tongue swiping against her lips, his hands draping down now toward her hips again, pressing down further against her backside, his length filling out with the moan she presses against his lips. “Whatever you want, tell me.” He growls when the kiss breaks and he needs air.
It’s a muffled gasp, however, as her lips collide with his and he dives in with equal greediness, tongue swiping against her lips, his hands draping down now toward her hips again, pressing down further against her backside, his length filling out with the moan she presses against his lips. “Whatever you want, tell me.” He growls when the kiss breaks and he needs air.
the flood
How you bleed when you bleed nothing?
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
