i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
He might be flattering him again, or he might be speaking the truth considering where Niki’s mouth is. But while he catches his breath, it’s a breathless laugh that leaves Sunjata, one that has him almost appearing warmer for it. The hand currently lost in Niki’s hair threads further to the base of his neck and shoulder, thumb pressing gently against his neck as the necromancer takes him again and starts up the thrums of moans that Sunjata has learned to not be too quiet about these days.
With the exploration of Niki’s hand and the handful of his ass, it does work to undo the careful tension in Sunjata that’s been bordering the line too close when he can feel the wildfire blooming in him. So he indulges him in the little shift of his hips, rolling his hips in a rhythm that Niki can manage and keep up with. More praise leaves him, head tipping back again as his cock throbs and the tension in his legs grows even tighter, all clear indicators that Niki’s dragging him to that peak sooner rather than later.
“Niki, I’m gonna—” He trails off, figuring he can figure out the rest of it, letting him decide how he wants to do this. Sunjata hadn’t minded taking the mess, but he isn’t sure if Niki would choose something else.
With the exploration of Niki’s hand and the handful of his ass, it does work to undo the careful tension in Sunjata that’s been bordering the line too close when he can feel the wildfire blooming in him. So he indulges him in the little shift of his hips, rolling his hips in a rhythm that Niki can manage and keep up with. More praise leaves him, head tipping back again as his cock throbs and the tension in his legs grows even tighter, all clear indicators that Niki’s dragging him to that peak sooner rather than later.
“Niki, I’m gonna—” He trails off, figuring he can figure out the rest of it, letting him decide how he wants to do this. Sunjata hadn’t minded taking the mess, but he isn’t sure if Niki would choose something else.
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.
