I'll let the flames take me high, burn down the whole damn sky
The streak of light that flares across his myriad of scars is enough to stiffen her. Wanting to light someone up is usually not so literal, and in Sunjata's case, she's seen that bright effect for a few reasons now, and most recently, it's been when he's uneasy. Certain that she has overstepped, assuming far too much about Sunjata's dedication to his role given everything that's just fucking happened to him. Fucking embarrassing. Though none more so than her shift as she starts to attempt to extract herself from his lap and out of the chair, any manner of grace in doing so is completely out the window now. "Oh I'm—" she starts to awkwardly apologize, but it all pulls up short. The backtracking, the words, all of it freezes the moment his hands seat against her thighs.
He's molten to her skin. The residual wash of that heat seeps eagerly into her core in a tempo with her heart, and that is quickening like a horse that means to grab the bit and run. Her grip slides towards his shirt's neckline to steady herself a touch, the fabric sure to soak up any lingering aftershave, especially as her fingers tighten and curl in, pulling the straps of his tank top like reins she means to command. Fed by the heat and the reassurance that he's willing, she sharply slams shut the door he tries to keep open for her. "You better start saying better things than that, sugar." She doesn't need the hesitation now that would let her think twice, would let the hurt come hurtling back in when she's finally shouldered it aside enough to feel something better for a change.
She meant it, though, about him closing her eyes. She knows her wig won't survive this, and she might trust him, but the tightness in her spine won't yield so easily to the idea that there won't be an accidental glimpse. What a terrible state she's in to finally give in. "Frey," she murmurs with a low, crooked smile to the sex god. "Please make sure Sunjata keeps his eyes shut for the rest of the night, I don't want him spoiling a good time," she croons, hips rolling into him with a promise that if she's taking one sense from him, she'll provide others. "A fancy blindfold should do the trick."
Colt channels sex Frey to keep Sunjata from peeking w/ a blindfold. 2/2 channels Longeheat 320.
He's molten to her skin. The residual wash of that heat seeps eagerly into her core in a tempo with her heart, and that is quickening like a horse that means to grab the bit and run. Her grip slides towards his shirt's neckline to steady herself a touch, the fabric sure to soak up any lingering aftershave, especially as her fingers tighten and curl in, pulling the straps of his tank top like reins she means to command. Fed by the heat and the reassurance that he's willing, she sharply slams shut the door he tries to keep open for her. "You better start saying better things than that, sugar." She doesn't need the hesitation now that would let her think twice, would let the hurt come hurtling back in when she's finally shouldered it aside enough to feel something better for a change.
She meant it, though, about him closing her eyes. She knows her wig won't survive this, and she might trust him, but the tightness in her spine won't yield so easily to the idea that there won't be an accidental glimpse. What a terrible state she's in to finally give in. "Frey," she murmurs with a low, crooked smile to the sex god. "Please make sure Sunjata keeps his eyes shut for the rest of the night, I don't want him spoiling a good time," she croons, hips rolling into him with a promise that if she's taking one sense from him, she'll provide others. "A fancy blindfold should do the trick."
Colt channels sex Frey to keep Sunjata from peeking w/ a blindfold. 2/2 channels Longeheat 320.
Colt
I spent the night on the ceiling, drank the whole weight of my weakness
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
