NATE
we've been living on a fault line
and for a while you were all mine
and for a while you were all mine
Brows lift in surprise as feathers spread over the attuned’s shoulders, his neck, poking through his hair. It takes Nate a moment to put two and two together, to realize the state Hes managed to get Sunjata into so easily. ”I want you you to keep trying.” The words are velvety soft, tempered by warmth that very nearly hides the command lingering there. He’s teasing, obviously, but there is something intoxicating about hearing Sunjata gush about him.
His mark is made without fuss, the ascended rising up once again to stare down at his husband. I know you do. Nate hums, licking his lips slowly, cleaning away the splash of red there. His electric gaze drops to Sunjata’s throat as it bobs, his eye fluttering and snapping back up to the attuned’s face. The hand around the horn pushes and pulls, dragging him this way and that, until he’s settled into whatever arbitrary pose Nate wants, until he can face the fullness of Nate’s stare. You only make things harder on yourself though.
Claws drag from where they sit on Sunjata’s hips inward, towards his untouched cock. Nates gaze doesn’t shift, seems to only grow heavier, more lustful, as a dangerous fingertip traces some nonsense pattern low on Sunjata’s belly, then dips to gently drag along the length of his cock. Do you want me to touch you Sunny?
His mark is made without fuss, the ascended rising up once again to stare down at his husband. I know you do. Nate hums, licking his lips slowly, cleaning away the splash of red there. His electric gaze drops to Sunjata’s throat as it bobs, his eye fluttering and snapping back up to the attuned’s face. The hand around the horn pushes and pulls, dragging him this way and that, until he’s settled into whatever arbitrary pose Nate wants, until he can face the fullness of Nate’s stare. You only make things harder on yourself though.
Claws drag from where they sit on Sunjata’s hips inward, towards his untouched cock. Nates gaze doesn’t shift, seems to only grow heavier, more lustful, as a dangerous fingertip traces some nonsense pattern low on Sunjata’s belly, then dips to gently drag along the length of his cock. Do you want me to touch you Sunny?
i've spent a lifetime, giving you my heart
i swear that i'll be yours forever,
'til forever falls apart
i swear that i'll be yours forever,
'til forever falls apart
