You pump the blood so I can breathe, Don't let me go don't ever leave
It’s hard to stay disappointed with the way Sunjata follows after him, all heavy hands and clear steel eyes, Nate managing to slow even more, just to draw it out. There’s no response, not out loud or through the bond, just the ascended cocking his head, lifting a brow in expectation and challenge both, and leaning into the touch at his cheek.
He doesn’t have to wait long, brightness flaring through the bond, a scouring euphoria that Nate tries to dive into with everything he has. Fuck a safety rail, fuck staying in reach of the edge, he wants to drown. The bottle and the vial of snapdragon are both thrown back onto the silky warmth of the bed, Nate not caring where they end up in his haste to just move.
Hands find the spaces between Sunjata’s clothes, pawing at his scarred chest, his sides, as if that light is something Nate can touch, can stroke into a blinding spotlight. You like it, huh? He growls, lips finding the attuned’s cheek, his jaw, and pressing a dozen heavy kisses there. It feels nice? Fingers that had been whisper soft until this point tighten, Nate’s hands firm around Sunjata’s hips as he twirls them, sends them toppling onto the bed.
Knees force Sunjata’s legs apart, Nate settling into the space he’s opened up with an obvious grin. His hands release the attuned’s hips, only to slip upwards, thumbs just happening to brush against Sunjata’s nipples while the ascended works on removing his shirt.
He doesn’t have to wait long, brightness flaring through the bond, a scouring euphoria that Nate tries to dive into with everything he has. Fuck a safety rail, fuck staying in reach of the edge, he wants to drown. The bottle and the vial of snapdragon are both thrown back onto the silky warmth of the bed, Nate not caring where they end up in his haste to just move.
Hands find the spaces between Sunjata’s clothes, pawing at his scarred chest, his sides, as if that light is something Nate can touch, can stroke into a blinding spotlight. You like it, huh? He growls, lips finding the attuned’s cheek, his jaw, and pressing a dozen heavy kisses there. It feels nice? Fingers that had been whisper soft until this point tighten, Nate’s hands firm around Sunjata’s hips as he twirls them, sends them toppling onto the bed.
Knees force Sunjata’s legs apart, Nate settling into the space he’s opened up with an obvious grin. His hands release the attuned’s hips, only to slip upwards, thumbs just happening to brush against Sunjata’s nipples while the ascended works on removing his shirt.
NATE
