I saw the crosses of empty cathedrals whose prospects were hanging out in bars
He feels Nate calm beneath his embrace and his steeled words, the edge of the resolve cracking through as he intends it to. But he stays the same, not having his own spiral (he’s sure there will come a time where the rolls are reversed yet again) but for the time being? He’s levelheaded, calm, wants nothing more than to comfort his lover with everything he has and all he is.
He feels Nate shake his head, feels the hands that trail along his body, until Nate’s hand cups his jaw, but Sunjata keeps his eyes closed for him, keeps that extra distance until the Ascended gives him the okay. But his hands tighten in that raven hair of the doctors, pulling the hair a small amount through his fingers. “A while.” Sunjata replies softly, a bit more hoarsely as he bites down the resolve from before.
But Nate’s repeating their makeshift tradition, the Ascended’s hand rising to cover his eyes in a makeshift blindfold that he keeps closed regardless, and he lowers his head to press into the kiss. And even when Nate’s hand eventually leaves, opening up for a vulnerable look, Sunjata doesn’t indulge. Instead, he bumps his head into Nate’s ever so slightly, pressing a kiss to the furrowed brow, seeing through where he places his lips on the other man’s face until he’s trailing along a slightly fuzzed jaw to Nate’s ear. “I love you.” He breathes, dipping his head to Nate’s neck, pressing softer kisses to the soft space beneath the Ascended’s ear.
“And I’m yours. All of me, including the shitty parts.” There’s a light smile that crosses his face with it, soft and gentle as he presses a bit harder of a kiss once again. Perhaps opening up and admitting the shittier parts of him might help get Nate to relax even further. But all he can do is hope.
He feels Nate shake his head, feels the hands that trail along his body, until Nate’s hand cups his jaw, but Sunjata keeps his eyes closed for him, keeps that extra distance until the Ascended gives him the okay. But his hands tighten in that raven hair of the doctors, pulling the hair a small amount through his fingers. “A while.” Sunjata replies softly, a bit more hoarsely as he bites down the resolve from before.
But Nate’s repeating their makeshift tradition, the Ascended’s hand rising to cover his eyes in a makeshift blindfold that he keeps closed regardless, and he lowers his head to press into the kiss. And even when Nate’s hand eventually leaves, opening up for a vulnerable look, Sunjata doesn’t indulge. Instead, he bumps his head into Nate’s ever so slightly, pressing a kiss to the furrowed brow, seeing through where he places his lips on the other man’s face until he’s trailing along a slightly fuzzed jaw to Nate’s ear. “I love you.” He breathes, dipping his head to Nate’s neck, pressing softer kisses to the soft space beneath the Ascended’s ear.
“And I’m yours. All of me, including the shitty parts.” There’s a light smile that crosses his face with it, soft and gentle as he presses a bit harder of a kiss once again. Perhaps opening up and admitting the shittier parts of him might help get Nate to relax even further. But all he can do is hope.
SUNJATA
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.
