SUNJATA
making bad decisions is my middle name
Her cheeks flush as he looks at her, pulling her down to him as his lips meet hers. Then, much to a groan of disapproval, she kisses his nose as she sits up from him again. He wants to whine his protest but instead he lets his gaze wander over her, growing more comfortable and calm by the second. He’s grounded, here, not home. She’s okay. It all begins to register as he looks up at her with his simmering gaze.“I like this view of you.” He says to her with a huskiness to his voice, watching while she continues to spread the oils on every inch of him — except the part he wishes for the most. When she looks up to him, he meets her gaze with his own. A smirk playing on his lips as he waits for her to finish. “Now?” He asks, a slight edge to his voice. How could he fall asleep like this?
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.
