you've got an appetite for destruction
i guess that makes you just like me
Where’s the fun, indeed. Sunjata smirks as Nate approaches, pausing just as the Ascended drops to the couch and grabs onto his arm, digging those icy nails into his arm to pin him enough to link one of the cuffs on. But Nate doesn’t know the training involved, doesn’t know that Sunjata’s well versed in it as Nate’s lips find his neck again. His breath hitches with the threat of teeth, but he pushes through it, tries to ignore the distraction.
He surges back toward Nate, one arm trapped by the Ascended, the other reaching to try and pin Nate back to the couch, so Sunjata can gain the advantage — reaching for that hand with the other open cuff, a smirk riding along his face as he pulls the one already cuffed toward him. An attempt to jar and distract as well, making a battle out of it. His own head nears Nate’s throat, brimming with electricity, a fanged kiss over the main artery. “Go on, keep it up.” A throaty growl, muffled somewhat against the other man’s neck, pausing, waiting, daring.
He surges back toward Nate, one arm trapped by the Ascended, the other reaching to try and pin Nate back to the couch, so Sunjata can gain the advantage — reaching for that hand with the other open cuff, a smirk riding along his face as he pulls the one already cuffed toward him. An attempt to jar and distract as well, making a battle out of it. His own head nears Nate’s throat, brimming with electricity, a fanged kiss over the main artery. “Go on, keep it up.” A throaty growl, muffled somewhat against the other man’s neck, pausing, waiting, daring.
you put the barrel inside your mouth
just to feel the metal between your teeth
SuNJATA
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.
