// and i hear your ship is comin' in, your tears a sea for me to swim in
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
Barking out a laugh at the dramatics of it, Sunjata rolls his eyes a touch playfully, lips quirking into a smirk as he watches her formulate her plan and he continues to wait for the water to boil. “Liefde, where’s the fun in that?” He says, of her magically convincing, while he collects the pastry in question. “You’re underestimating the power of your seduction.” Bouncing his brows playfully and pinning her with a particularly roguish smirk and a wink, Sunjata snorts, shifting ever so slightly with how he stands so that her hand can press against the warmth of his body.
Her threat of making him give them a cut in a whole drug lord fashion has him chuckling again, slipping the pastry into a little metal container to make it easier to heat up as the water boils and he turns around, plucking the kettle up from the heat and swapping the pastry onto it as he starts to pour the water over the coffee, of course giving her back that position of her face pressing into his back.
“The less I know, the better.” Sunjata chimes, knowingly and playfully, letting the pour over bloom the coffee before he starts to pour more in, the scent of it wrapping around the both of them. “I am gonna say that adding drug lord to your reputation is honestly only going to make you hotter.” Twisting in her arms to wink to her, the next laugh that rumbles out of him is softer but just as playful.
Her threat of making him give them a cut in a whole drug lord fashion has him chuckling again, slipping the pastry into a little metal container to make it easier to heat up as the water boils and he turns around, plucking the kettle up from the heat and swapping the pastry onto it as he starts to pour the water over the coffee, of course giving her back that position of her face pressing into his back.
“The less I know, the better.” Sunjata chimes, knowingly and playfully, letting the pour over bloom the coffee before he starts to pour more in, the scent of it wrapping around the both of them. “I am gonna say that adding drug lord to your reputation is honestly only going to make you hotter.” Twisting in her arms to wink to her, the next laugh that rumbles out of him is softer but just as playful.
anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love
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.
