SUNJATA
making bad decisions is my middle name
He huffs a response to her, a small half laugh breathed through his nose. But he says nothing on it, instead focusing on her to keep him grounded as he slips up the stairs after her. And her comment has him raising a brow. “It is a lie.” He trails off, giving her a smile as his eyes simmer when her hands meet his at his pants. He sheds those easy enough as well, until she leaves him with his shorts on. She directs him and he has no idea where it’s going, but he obliges.If only to see what comes from it.
He does as he’s told, removing the last bit of fabric and laying on the bed on his stomach, waiting momentarily before she returns. Immediately, his head turns to the side as she sits on him and begins to rub his back with something warm and lovely smelling. A small sound escapes him as his back pops lightly with her applied pressure. “I really shouldn’t be getting ideas.” He says to her, muffled but with a small smile playing at his lips, silver gaze shutting as she works another knot.
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.
