SUNJATA
Her eyes flutter over to him just before she cuddles toward him and rests her head on his chest. He leans back then, allowing her to rest more comfortably as her arm drapes over his waist. He does lean forward to grab a blanket to rest over the both of them. His other hand then moved in mindless circles along her back, rubbing and pressing though his eyes drift back to her and the marks he’s left on her neck.She looks up to him then, and he listens easily to her, her legs intertwining with his and he leans back content. “Means a lot, actually.” He chuckles, hand still drawing circles along her spine. “I’m glad you liked it.” He adds, shutting his eyes gently. It did mean a lot to him. It meant he didn’t have a certain bar to hit, a goal to strive for. But it also meant whomever she had been with before didn’t know how to appreciate her.
And he was just glad to be the one to show her.
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.
