SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
She makes quiet and content sounds as she nestles in with him, and he keeps her tight to his side, commenting quietly before he glances down to her to realize she’s exhausted. And he should have expected that, to be honest. So instead, he presses a soft kiss to her forehead, resting back in the blankets and reaches up to rub a hand along his neck where how sore it was would likely yield purple spots in the morning.
He wasn’t complaining, his girl was back after all. But he does manage to let the swell of sleep begin to take him, the arm at his neck slipping under the covers to cover her more, tucking his head into the area above her head on the pillows. “Ek is lief vir jou.” He hums quietly in his own language, before drifting off to sleep himself.
— FIN
He wasn’t complaining, his girl was back after all. But he does manage to let the swell of sleep begin to take him, the arm at his neck slipping under the covers to cover her more, tucking his head into the area above her head on the pillows. “Ek is lief vir jou.” He hums quietly in his own language, before drifting off to sleep himself.
— FIN
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
