Open up the gates, I feel close enough to heaven

i have done bad things, did them to good people // got no self control, it's the root of my evil
wage war in my head when i'm tryna keep it peaceful // a little feels good, a little more and it's lethal

Sunjata will gladly let Hotaru take the reins on this front, curious and excited to see what all she had in her arsenal. Sure, they’ve talked about it – they’ve danced around it for so many years, and yet now faced with the opportunity? He can’t very well bury the excitement that lingers in his gut, that’s shared across the attuned bond like an electric live wire. She’s quite literally got a hold of him, even as he grits out his growled question, tongue dipping out to wet his lips as he settles again and lets his steel gaze meet her face to see the smirk there.

“Think I can.” He drawls with a purr back, one that breaks into a full groan he can’t quite bite back with the way her hand moves expertly, and watches as she sinks to her knees to distract him with her beautiful, sinful mouth. It works, because he shivers and his cock twitches as he feels her lubed finger warm him up, goosebumps rising across his tattooed skin and the heightened sense of overwhelming stimulation bumps it up a notch as he (very much like a brat), swallows down the next moan that leaves him, hips already shifting slightly as he watches through his hazy, half lidded gaze, trying to ground down on her finger.

SUNJATA