now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
He can feel her lashes brush by his skin and he exhales quietly, keeping her close, hand rubbing gently along her back as his own eyes close and he listens momentarily to the silence in the room, their soft breathing, at least until he can feel himself start to somewhat doze off and he poises a question to her to keep himself awake. And he listens when she tells him about their outbursts, nodding slowly but not too much as to disturb her.
“I’m sure having you there as a solid support is helpful.” He rumbles thoughtfully. “What does Pim think of them?” A small half smile crosses his face at that – wondering how the pink dragon dealt with three boys of such a young age with so much energy and rambunctiousness.
“I’m sure having you there as a solid support is helpful.” He rumbles thoughtfully. “What does Pim think of them?” A small half smile crosses his face at that – wondering how the pink dragon dealt with three boys of such a young age with so much energy and rambunctiousness.
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.
