i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
It’s hard to feel the kick of Niki’s lips in a smile when it all feels great. The hand in Niki’s hair becomes more like an anchoring point as if he has to remind himself to not rock his hips too much despite wanting to dive in deeper to the sweet heat of the abandoned’s mouth. His head tips back slightly, breaths rising and falling from his chest and tension ripples along his skin.
The flex of fingers against the back of his thigh has him slowly managing to drag his attention back down to the necromancer – eyes dark with lust and approval and the low thrum of his voice as encouragement. He doesn’t know if Niki’s done this before – and any previous memories of how Niki reacted on the subject, he’s likely to assume not, but he can’t deny the way Niki seems to liven him up.
His heart thunders in his chest, fingers twitching where they’ve twisted into the dark hair, watching the necromancer as he takes him and it only serves to drive him closer and closer. “Fuck, you’re amazing.” He praises again, breaking it off into a louder moan, as if the sounds he makes can prove to Niki how perfect this is.
The flex of fingers against the back of his thigh has him slowly managing to drag his attention back down to the necromancer – eyes dark with lust and approval and the low thrum of his voice as encouragement. He doesn’t know if Niki’s done this before – and any previous memories of how Niki reacted on the subject, he’s likely to assume not, but he can’t deny the way Niki seems to liven him up.
His heart thunders in his chest, fingers twitching where they’ve twisted into the dark hair, watching the necromancer as he takes him and it only serves to drive him closer and closer. “Fuck, you’re amazing.” He praises again, breaking it off into a louder moan, as if the sounds he makes can prove to Niki how perfect this is.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
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.
