SUNJATA
She refers to their previous conversation and he nods as he recalls it. “Ah, right.” He rumbles, sitting back slightly but still remaining close as he watches her, garners her interest and fears and worries, waiting for her to explain them to him. And when she does, and she stumbles over how to explain it, he gives her a small charming grin. “I would be lying if I didn’t say I was.” He replies honestly (probably one of the few honest things he’s said) before his gaze flickers about her face again. “But that doesn’t mean I’ll be disappointed.” He says quietly, leaning forward in her space again. “Besides, I want to make you happy with the performance.” He pauses with a wink, right before she speaks of a kiss.He gives her a breathy exhaled chuckle as his head tilts and she explains she’s probably messed it up. “Here.” He replies, slowly to ensure she wants it, he brushes her cheek to angle her closer to him. And he leans in, softly and gently, to press his lips against hers. He pulls back immediately after, eyes searching her own. “Not disappointed.” He adds, that rogue grin making another appearance. ”It doesn’t matter to me how much experience there is, everyone can always learn something new.” He explains easily, encouragingly, hoping it might bring up her confidence. That being said, he remains near, letting her decide if she liked it.
not yet corpses,
still we rot
still we rot
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.
