- NATE -
Got my own monster
Nobody but me
Nobody but me
"You're right. Things are pretty far from shitty right now." There's always a moment, a touch of hesitation where Nate is afraid for some reason this will be it, the time when he's rebuffed, when Sunjata gets into some bullheaded mood and tries to push him away again, though this is not that time. Instead, the attuned presses in against him easily, cheek against cheek, the smile on Nate's face obvious. And it's made more obvious still, when their lips press together in a kiss, just long enough for Nate to run his tongue over new fangs, feel a twinge of danger in the back of his head.
And when Sunjata pulls away, he doesn't go far, moving to rest on Nate chest, a position so tender that he can nearly feel an impossible thump in his chest, arms coming to wrap around the attuned tightly. "Breeding ground makes sense." Nate agrees after a moment, eyes finding the stream of turtles again. "It's probably safer than any other beach. Nothing to bother them, if they're always moving, right?" A soft laughs leaves him, and he leans in a touch more, kissing the top of Sunjata's head. "Maybe they just got lucky though. Right place at the right time"
It was a less hopeful line of thinking, but sometimes, that was just how things worked out, wasn't it? The random chance it took to be in the right place at the right time, to have things work out despite everything set against them. Nate could get wrapped up in the idea, in trying to decide what had been his own hand and what had been luck, but at the end of the day it didn't really matter. He was where he was, had what he had, and would do what he needed to keep a hold of it. Whether it took a fight, or a gentle embrace on the beach.
And when Sunjata pulls away, he doesn't go far, moving to rest on Nate chest, a position so tender that he can nearly feel an impossible thump in his chest, arms coming to wrap around the attuned tightly. "Breeding ground makes sense." Nate agrees after a moment, eyes finding the stream of turtles again. "It's probably safer than any other beach. Nothing to bother them, if they're always moving, right?" A soft laughs leaves him, and he leans in a touch more, kissing the top of Sunjata's head. "Maybe they just got lucky though. Right place at the right time"
It was a less hopeful line of thinking, but sometimes, that was just how things worked out, wasn't it? The random chance it took to be in the right place at the right time, to have things work out despite everything set against them. Nate could get wrapped up in the idea, in trying to decide what had been his own hand and what had been luck, but at the end of the day it didn't really matter. He was where he was, had what he had, and would do what he needed to keep a hold of it. Whether it took a fight, or a gentle embrace on the beach.
I would never call him enemy
He's the bad god I need
He's the bad god I need
