SUNJATA
As she questions him, he ignores it for the kids — soft and gentle and sweet, before he pulls away. She still stumbles over her words, and his head tilts toward her gently with the reaction. But he’s listening, his eyes are all on her. How could he not? He smiles to her gently, how she leans closer and he takes a moment to just relish in it. “Good.” A crooked smile plays at his lips, but he doesn’t stop there. Not as she leans closer, he wonders what he can get away with, how much of it she can handle. And he starts slow, eyes lifting to meet her eyes.“Let me know if it’s too much and I’ll stop.” He says gently, deeply, before he leans in to kiss her again. This time rather than the chaste kiss he had given her before, this one is backed up with fire and flame, a passion as he braces his other hand on her other side again. But he doesn’t do much other than the deeper kiss, letting her decide how far to take 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.
