SUNJATA
if the tide takes california, i'm so glad i got to hold ya
He can’t respond to his husband as he trembles and snaps, cracks and breaks. Instead, all he can do is cling to him, letting the sensation wash over him and fill in all the holes that had been left by his own actions and the holes of being unable to touch his husband. So for now, for now he’s whole and he clings to the feeling of it when the feeling of the bruises start to wash over the euphoria of before and Nate’s pulling back from his neck, pressing kisses and mumbles of love and everything else Sunjata imagines in between.
His hands loosen in Nate’s hair, just a fraction, dragging the curls back before Sunjata’s panting and pressing Nate to him, unfolding the wings that have pressed against Nate’s back to droop across the bed. He sucks down a long breath, trying to get his heartbeat to even out, before he’s leaning back into the bed, nuzzling his head in so that he can catch Nate’s lips in a breathless kiss. I love you so fucking much. He hums mentally, not wanting to let go ever again.
He knows they’ll have to, but he’ll cling to him for as long as possible, holding onto the realization that they can touch and begin again, and it’s almost too many emotions to keep a hold on. So he falters, pulling away from the kiss with a hiccupping sound, one that breaks into a soft, gentle laugh. “I missed you.” He says hoarsely, aloud, letting the laugh rake through him as his hands lower down Nate’s back, roaming over thick muscles.
His hands loosen in Nate’s hair, just a fraction, dragging the curls back before Sunjata’s panting and pressing Nate to him, unfolding the wings that have pressed against Nate’s back to droop across the bed. He sucks down a long breath, trying to get his heartbeat to even out, before he’s leaning back into the bed, nuzzling his head in so that he can catch Nate’s lips in a breathless kiss. I love you so fucking much. He hums mentally, not wanting to let go ever again.
He knows they’ll have to, but he’ll cling to him for as long as possible, holding onto the realization that they can touch and begin again, and it’s almost too many emotions to keep a hold on. So he falters, pulling away from the kiss with a hiccupping sound, one that breaks into a soft, gentle laugh. “I missed you.” He says hoarsely, aloud, letting the laugh rake through him as his hands lower down Nate’s back, roaming over thick muscles.
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.
