stay your pretty eyes on course
"tHiNKinG aBOuT iT," Niki retorts under his breath, the words framed by his smile. He's just settling into that gently swaying darkness of a drunk succumbing to an imprompu nap when, all at once, the world yanks itself upwards. "WH-" Cut off by the way he's succinctly lifted from the couch and into Sunjata's arms, Niki's eyes flutter open just in time to see the floor disappearing, forced to clasp hold of the other man's shoulders despite there being zero chance of him slipping out of his grip. #demigods
"What are you doing," he hisses, feeling his face start to heat up especially as he's essentially marched away from the main area towards the stairs. (A prim and proper man also doesn't let himself get seen publicly whisked up to his bedroom by the sex-Frey demigod either, Sunjata, did you know that?)
He isn't even thinking of the spirits right now, too busy fretting about where to put his hands while his subconscious files away every bit of Sunjata's heat and closeness to pick apart over and over again later. "I... it is down a corridor on the left. But you do not have to take me to bed. I am fine."
"What are you doing," he hisses, feeling his face start to heat up especially as he's essentially marched away from the main area towards the stairs. (A prim and proper man also doesn't let himself get seen publicly whisked up to his bedroom by the sex-Frey demigod either, Sunjata, did you know that?)
He isn't even thinking of the spirits right now, too busy fretting about where to put his hands while his subconscious files away every bit of Sunjata's heat and closeness to pick apart over and over again later. "I... it is down a corridor on the left. But you do not have to take me to bed. I am fine."
Niki
I guess I never really faced my fears before
