- NATE -
I don’t want a world
Without pain or loss
Without pain or loss
Pemota is easily goaded into a game, her little form racing after the griffin, keeping low to the ground and zooming around the furniture at the kind of speeds only the young and uninjured dared to move at. Nate, meanwhile, did the exact opposite, each step painfully slow, as he tried to lengthen the amount of time he could spend pressed into Sunjata's side. Because he knows he has to pull away, know's he's going to have face his face again, when he wraps himself up. It's such an ingrained motion by this point that it almost feels like he's out of himself while his hands move, and it's light when he blinks again, candles burning and Sunjata moving.
Even without the accompanying chill of pleasure, the back of his neck is sensitive, vulnerable, and the closeness sends a chill down Nate's back. As arms wind around his waist, his shoulders drop, and he leans back into the other man, closing his eyes. He's trying to stay in the moment, the hum of Sunjata's voice an anchor. "Should put a first aid kit. Maybe some bedding. And water." There's a hum of amusement with the last suggestion, Nate turning his head, careful to keep his good side pointed towards the other.
Stepping into bigger fears is an easy way to keep from drowning, and after the fiasco of last Longnight, it's an easy fear to summon. Even if the people of Torchline seemed sure nothing bad would happen, he couldn't trust it. After all, he'd once thought himself safe on the streets of Haulani, hadn't he?
Even without the accompanying chill of pleasure, the back of his neck is sensitive, vulnerable, and the closeness sends a chill down Nate's back. As arms wind around his waist, his shoulders drop, and he leans back into the other man, closing his eyes. He's trying to stay in the moment, the hum of Sunjata's voice an anchor. "Should put a first aid kit. Maybe some bedding. And water." There's a hum of amusement with the last suggestion, Nate turning his head, careful to keep his good side pointed towards the other.
Stepping into bigger fears is an easy way to keep from drowning, and after the fiasco of last Longnight, it's an easy fear to summon. Even if the people of Torchline seemed sure nothing bad would happen, he couldn't trust it. After all, he'd once thought himself safe on the streets of Haulani, hadn't he?
I just want them
To mean something
To mean something
