now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
The headache slowly begins to go away, painful inch by painful inch. There’s the full ache of it that remains, even still as she pauses and he watches her go and close the curtains until the room is dark, and he suddenly wishes for the eyes of his panther form, to see better in the night. But nothing comes, and instead he remains silent until she begins to work on his clenched jaw.
She tells him to stop and he reluctantly obliges, releasing his jaw tension slightly at first, then loosening it at the end. It’s a wonder he doesn’t grind his teeth in his sleep, at the end of the day, but regardless he follows her instructions, eyes shut against the darkness and the beginning of relief. “Which oils are you using this time?” He finally asks, something to take his mind off of what was happening.
She tells him to stop and he reluctantly obliges, releasing his jaw tension slightly at first, then loosening it at the end. It’s a wonder he doesn’t grind his teeth in his sleep, at the end of the day, but regardless he follows her instructions, eyes shut against the darkness and the beginning of relief. “Which oils are you using this time?” He finally asks, something to take his mind off of what was happening.
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
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.
