with heaven on my mind, and hell, well i believe
Haai precedes Sunjata, the griffin met with a bright grin, Nate running a hand along her back when she comes close, though his eyes don't leave the stairs, waiting for the familiar, handsome face to appear. He means, for a single moment, to play coy, smile over the rim of his glass, but it's far too tempting to just press against the other man, reaching up to stroke along his jaw, a touch that lingers even when Sunjata leans back to lean against the bar. "You can't figure it out, huh?" He teases gently. "I can't be the only one good at things between us, Jata." The words come with a light laugh, Nate leaning in to press another soft kiss against the attuned's jaw.
Nate moves to lean over the bar a little more completely, his hand moving to idly run over the elaborate daggers. "It's been slow for me too." He offers, bright eyes flicking from Sunjata's face, to the blades, then back again. "Thought maybe I'd come and drum up some business for myself with you." Though, now that he's hear, he'd also be happy to just let the day drag on in his lover's company.
Nate moves to lean over the bar a little more completely, his hand moving to idly run over the elaborate daggers. "It's been slow for me too." He offers, bright eyes flicking from Sunjata's face, to the blades, then back again. "Thought maybe I'd come and drum up some business for myself with you." Though, now that he's hear, he'd also be happy to just let the day drag on in his lover's company.
in the stage lights, come down, breaking over me
NATE
