Dying To Bring You Down To Me

NATE

we've been living on a fault line
and for a while you were all mine

Nate can’t help but preen, tipping his head this way and that and sparing a hand to push his hair back, letting it frame his face. I only pretty myself up for you Sunny.

Of course. Of course. Nate laughs and let’s his hand flatten, fingers curling loosely around Sunjata’s cock and stroking it lazily. ”You know, I think we might need to take a uh... diplomatic trip to the Grounds soon.” Hips roll again, accompanied by the remembered feeling of skin on skin. I want to fuck you. Leaning in, Nate catches that forked tongue between his teeth, an amused hum leaving him.

The entrapment melts into a rough, breathless kiss, a groan slipping from Nate. His hand starts to pick up speed, shifting from teasing to demanding in a breath. It’s easy to feel the smirk that spreads over the ascendeds lips, easier still when his lips drag along Sunjata’s jaw, dark, uneven marks sucked into bronze skin. Not quite the same as a bite, but it certainly holds the same possessive meaning.

i've spent a lifetime, giving you my heart
i swear that i'll be yours forever,
'til forever falls apart