right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
Shes slick already as his hand slips down her skin, as his finger presses in against her clit, offering soft movements that she adds to with the rocking of her hips. Her skin is flushed just as his is, the creeping scarlet growing along his cheeks, up his neck. He continues to stroke her, not readjusting himself so she does have to work to get the button undone from his pants.
When she does, though, his nostrils flare a fraction, there’s the brief hitch of his breath. His gaze shifts into slits now, still steel, but narrowed and pointed and sharp, tongue running along sharp edged teeth when she speaks. His other hand leaves her breast to reach into his pocket, searching for something he keeps there just on the off chance something like this were to happen. And he’s glad for it.
“I want to hear all of it, Maeve.” He murmurs, horned head tilting, still that picture of lazy relaxation, despite having her bare atop him and his shirt flared open.
When she does, though, his nostrils flare a fraction, there’s the brief hitch of his breath. His gaze shifts into slits now, still steel, but narrowed and pointed and sharp, tongue running along sharp edged teeth when she speaks. His other hand leaves her breast to reach into his pocket, searching for something he keeps there just on the off chance something like this were to happen. And he’s glad for it.
“I want to hear all of it, Maeve.” He murmurs, horned head tilting, still that picture of lazy relaxation, despite having her bare atop him and his shirt flared open.
you're not who you were, but you can't let it go
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
SUNJATA
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.
