SUNJATA
if the tide takes california, i'm so glad i got to hold ya
Of course I am. Sunjata sends back, relishing in the sensation of a sea breeze, a warmth that seems to be not only from the room they find themselves in but also their happiness. He feels the stretch of the smile that crosses Nate’s face as he leans into the kiss when it reaches him, slowing the sway a bit, but it still manages to take them across the kitchen with the way Sunjata steps and brings Nate along with him.
There’s relief and a sensation of a golden thread that seems to find its way over the attuned bond toward Nate, pulling away as the truth of what Nate says, the honesty within it, the way he feels it back seems to suddenly smack him in the face and he can’t keep the kiss going for the burn that creeps through the bridge of his nose toward his eyes. So he nestles his cheek against Nate’s, pressing his face against his husband’s sharp jawbone and holds him closer. I am so hopelessly in love with you too. He says back through a mental voice that’s surprisingly tight, breathless and dripping with warmth. You are my everything.
A shaky inhale of breath meets him, filling his chest, his steps slowing as he almost seems to forget that they’re dancing. He’s careful about what he wants to say, keeping it on the backburner for now, not wanting to detract from what Nate wanted to say in the first place. So he nuzzles his face into the crook of Nate’s neck, pressing a kiss against the column of it. What did you want to say?
There’s relief and a sensation of a golden thread that seems to find its way over the attuned bond toward Nate, pulling away as the truth of what Nate says, the honesty within it, the way he feels it back seems to suddenly smack him in the face and he can’t keep the kiss going for the burn that creeps through the bridge of his nose toward his eyes. So he nestles his cheek against Nate’s, pressing his face against his husband’s sharp jawbone and holds him closer. I am so hopelessly in love with you too. He says back through a mental voice that’s surprisingly tight, breathless and dripping with warmth. You are my everything.
A shaky inhale of breath meets him, filling his chest, his steps slowing as he almost seems to forget that they’re dancing. He’s careful about what he wants to say, keeping it on the backburner for now, not wanting to detract from what Nate wanted to say in the first place. So he nuzzles his face into the crook of Nate’s neck, pressing a kiss against the column of it. What did you want to say?
and if the sky falls from heaven above
oh i know i had the best time falling into love
oh i know i had the best time falling into love
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.
