SUNJATA
the flood
i'll use you as a warning sign
that if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind
that if you talk enough sense then you'll lose your mind
Nate’s laughter is infectious, a small half-smirk remaining on Sunjata’s face, slit pupils focusing on his husband's gaze, watching as he leans forward, through the hands placed at his cheeks, and Sunjata ends up wrapping his arms around Nate’s shoulders, nuzzling into the kiss gently. And after a few moments, Nate’s arms are around him too and he winds his fingers through Nate’s hair, amusement trickling through him.
They sit like that for a while and his head leans in against Nate’s on his shoulder when he hears the question. “I’m not sure.” He murmurs softly, pulling his head back a bit to gaze around them, looking at the obsidian pews and the stone in the center, leaning back to try and look around the pew they’d slid into. He’s not sure what it looks like to him, but he turns back to Nate and leans forward, a kiss pressed to his husband's lips gently, before he pulls away and tries to tug Nate to his feet.
“What’s it look like to you?” He asks, intertwining his fingers with Nate’s, trying not to slip along the floor.
They sit like that for a while and his head leans in against Nate’s on his shoulder when he hears the question. “I’m not sure.” He murmurs softly, pulling his head back a bit to gaze around them, looking at the obsidian pews and the stone in the center, leaning back to try and look around the pew they’d slid into. He’s not sure what it looks like to him, but he turns back to Nate and leans forward, a kiss pressed to his husband's lips gently, before he pulls away and tries to tug Nate to his feet.
“What’s it look like to you?” He asks, intertwining his fingers with Nate’s, trying not to slip along the floor.
and i'll use you as a focal point
so i don't lose sight of what i want
so i don't lose sight of what i want
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.
