the draw

SUNJATA

your voice is the loudest shout at the head of the line

your voice is all war

She relaxes beneath his fingers, and he smirks to the way she melts. His hands caress her neck, then her shoulders, his hand running down her arm soothingly and gently, as he hums his partial joke toward her. But for a moment he grows surprised as she speaks, and begins to move away so he could wash. “Ah, not yet.” He chuckles to her, arms reaching out to wrap around her and pull her back in close.

“There’s plenty of soap and water still.” He hums, keeping his arms tight but still loose enough that she can leave if she wants to. “I can wait.” He offers, head hovering over her shoulder again as he leans down to kiss her shoulder this time, his arms letting her go to train his hands down her sides to her hips. His kisses trail back up to her neck to her ear, as he smiles lightly. “You’ve been all work, why not some fun?” His voice is a deep, husky sound as he hovers beside her ear, pressing himself to her slightly with the suggestion, a smirk tugging on the corner of his lips with it. "You know... For Frey."

and and they love you for it

your voice is breaking but it is holy

boy born for revolution

all you have to do is burn

Phoebe

She had just taken a step away when she was suddenly pulled back against him again. Phoebe tilted her head up to look at him, his face appearing upside down behind her, a questioning look in his gaze. He had wanted to shower, hadn't he? Had she missed something? Did the meaning of 'take a shower' suddenly change and no one had told her? Because based the way his hands roamed and if she she was feeling what she thought she was feeling, showering was not what she would say he wanted to do.

The gravely tone of his voice pulled her out of her shock though, a shiver running down her spine as he ran kisses along her neck. "Ah..." she stuttered, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the sudden shift in mood from her perspective. But his suggestion - for Frey - made a few things click. She might be struggling to complete the task Frey had given, but she could still worship them in they way they preferred to be worshipped. "A-alright..." she agreed then, not exactly sure how this was supposed to work...logistically.

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SUNJATA

your voice is the loudest shout at the head of the line

your voice is all war

The confusion is almost palpable in the air, and he does his best to try and answer the questions without being too blunt. He knows she’ll get it, even if she needs just a little push here and there. “Shower after.” He comments, as if she doesn’t quite understand what he’s getting at. His hands continue their trail up and down her arms and sides, his kisses remaining on her neck and shoulder.

But she stutters slightly, and he pauses in his kisses. “It’ll be easy, I can show you.” He hums to her, head tilted as he waits for her response. If she doesn’t want to, he won’t force her into doing anything – but it’ll at least be one of those other experiences she hasn’t had before – and for Sunjata, being a man born and bred around the water, he’s learned a thing or two when it comes to specific experiences with all kinds of places.

“If you want to try it, that is.” He offers after a moment, lips hovering by her ear, hands stilled on her shoulders.

and and they love you for it

your voice is breaking but it is holy

boy born for revolution

all you have to do is burn

Phoebe

There were lots of things she very much appreciated about Sunjata. One of the top on the list was his bery forward approach to consent - he didn't beat around the bush, he didn't try to bury it in layers of other things, he never forgot to ask for it...but for the love of Frey in that moment she so desperately wished he would just go for it after the first time she said alright! Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. At least on the bed she had some experience to go off of, but here the sorts of things she was used to just wouldn't work.

He stilled then and had she not been able to feel his arousal pressing against her she might have assumed she killed the mood entirely. But she hadn't, and she made herself remember that his carefulness was one of his most endearing traits. "I know you'd stop if I asked, so you really can take my first yes as a yes." she said with a little smile, glancing back at him.

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SUNJATA

your voice is the loudest shout at the head of the line

your voice is all war

He can tell as her cheeks redden further that he’s having that affect on her again, and he smirks slightly though he remains until she gives him the okay. Though it’s not quite the okay he’s expecting, and when she glances back to him he hums a husky laugh toward her but nods, pressing into her and letting his lips find her jawbone as he runs his hands down her sides again briefly. “Noted.” He pauses to say to her, turning her to face him as he leans forward to capture her lips with his own.

He backs her against the wall of the shower, thankful for the rudimentary plumbing they had here in Caido, and he smiles into the kiss before he pulls away. “Here, like this.” He tells her, steel eyes drifting down as he lifts one of her legs against his side, smoldering his gaze as his fingers trail along her thigh and he looks back up at her and leans in. “And we do the same with the other.” His voice is soft, sultry, as he presses a gentle kiss to the column of her neck. With the pressure he’s given her with her back against the wall, his hands roam down her to reach her hips, to help her up and to tangle her legs around him. "Make sense yet?" He rumbles against her neck, placing another kiss just under her jaw.

and and they love you for it

your voice is breaking but it is holy

boy born for revolution

all you have to do is burn

Phoebe

His confirmation sent a wave of relief through her. Good. No more awkward pauses or stuttering. She turned to face him with ease. Her hands lifted to either side of his face, eyes fluttering closed as she pressed her lips to his. She only pulled away when her back suddenly hit the wall - not hard but still surprising - and she gasped, eyes shooting open to look up at him. Naturally her arms moved forward to wrap around his neck.

Quietly she watched as he pulled one of her legs up. Okay... And then his hand trailed to her other leg as he pressed closer...and then it clicked. Her eyes widened and lips made a little "oh" shape. She wrapped her legs around his waist, ankles locking behind him. As unexpected as it was, it made her heart race with excitement. "Uh-huh..." she managed as she tilted her head up to allow more access to her neck, gently bucking her hips against his to prove the point.

She might not have the experience he did, but she was a good student.

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SUNJATA

your voice is the loudest shout at the head of the line

your voice is all war

Her hands cup his face, and he smiles into the kiss he gives her. It’s only when her back is to the wall that he pulls away briefly while she gasps in a small amount of surprise, eyelids flying open – his smoldering steel gaze, hooded and soft as he looks down to her with a slight smirk. Trust me the look seemed to scream, and he lifts his head slightly to give her a better vantage point to wrap her arms around. He lifts one of her legs up, his other hand caressing her leg until she’s ready.

It didn’t take long, and he smiles into the kiss he places under her jaw as her legs wrap around him. “Very good.” He rumbles to her with praise, hands under her to try and help prop her up better as her hips move against his own. And he hums a quiet breathy chuckle against her neck as he kisses it again. “Ah, I thought I was the greedy one.” He jests, before his head retreats a small amount to inspect her. He’s clearly teasing now, and he knows it with the half smirk that graces his face.

The one thing he does notice specifically, are the faded marks along her shoulder and side of her neck from him, and his eyes drift from them to her face where he leans in to hungrily kiss her on the lips. He waits a moment, teasing more before trailing his kisses again. He reaches her neck now, where it meets her shoulder and bites it playfully but enough to leave a newer mark as he presses into her with a relieved sigh.

and and they love you for it

your voice is breaking but it is holy

boy born for revolution

all you have to do is burn

Phoebe

The praise itself was enough to make her heart flutter with joy, pleased that she was doing something right - even if it was just following his lead. Really, she was quite surprised by how secure she felt, when pressure alone was really all that kept her up. To be called greedy though made her cheeks flush, but as she made to explain herself, she saw the teasing look in his eye and the smirk tugging on his lips. Her moment of panic melted and she laughed lightly. "If this is for Frey, they would want us to get right to it." she teased back, though her teasing was rooted in a sense of truth. She had a gut feeling that Frey was less interested in foreplay, and more interested in the play itself.

And Jata seemed to be on that same wavelength. She leaned into his kiss, gently grazing his lower lip in the teasing manner she had learned would make him smirk. But he moved on quickly, his lips trailing down her neck - and the one thing she could anticipate was the light bite against her skin. Her hum of appreciation melted into a moan as he pressed into her, and her body tried to arch her back against him, but couldn't with the wall behind her. For a moment she felt as though she saw stars, something about the position leaving her wimpering for more, unanticipated wanton feelings bucking her hips forward and tilting her head back against the wall; all her worries gone in an instant.

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SUNJATA

your voice is the loudest shout at the head of the line

your voice is all war

He hears her comment, and chuckles light to it before he’s kissing her, and she’s lightly biting his lower lip. But he moves on quickly, his kisses trailing and moving to bite her — and she arches as he begins, testing the waters so to speak, and one hand reaches up from beneath her to flatten against the small of her back to support and push her into him more. But soon she’s whimpering and he bites harder, pressing into her and burying himself into her to give her what she’s asking for, before his kiss breaks to meet her lips.

There’s a coiling in the base of his spine, a pressure building as he groans lightly into her mouth. But he’s still testing, and hasn’t picked up his speed just yet, letting her enjoy it and ask for more in the way she knows how. He breaks from the kiss just enough to press his forehead against hers. “What do you want, mooi meisie?” He hums to her, a breathy sultry voice that leaves his lips, wanting her to ask him for more.

and and they love you for it

your voice is breaking but it is holy

boy born for revolution

all you have to do is burn

Phoebe

His teeth press against her skin again, this time hard enough to make her cry out, the high pitched sound echoing off the stone walls. It left her breathless, her mind muddled with confusion as it was caught between pleasure and pain, her fingers curling into his hair to ground herself.

She kissed him back passionately, yearning for more as her hips rocked against him. But more wasn't so easily gotten. He teased and goaded, that rogueish smirk both his most handsome feature and bane of her existence. Phoebe whined against his lips, unable to really move herself enough to get what she wanted. But her pride did not reside in this arena, and she was quick to roll over - so to speak - to his demands. "More, please..." she whispered breathlessly before pressing closer to capture his lips with hers.

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SUNJATA

your voice is the loudest shout at the head of the line

your voice is all war

He can’t help the smirk that crosses his face at the sounds she makes, the water running off the both of them while her hands tangle into his hair and she uses it as a form of grounding herself. Her hips rock against him, and he can’t help but tease a bit more – despite the passion in the kiss she gives him. He’s enjoying it, making her wait, as she whines against his lips. But it doesn’t take her long to ask for more, a breathless whisper as she captures his lips again. "Good." He hums to her, muffled by her lips, before his kisses grow hungrier.

Much like the hunger of a wolf. His kisses grow deeper and sharper, edged with something a bit more raw and ravaged. And he obliges her request, pressing himself deeper into her, supporting her from beneath and along her back, though his fingers press into the small of her back with it as he picks up speed and answers her request. A groan leaves his lips breathlessly onto hers, his hand leaving the small of her back to drag up her side to her chest as he caresses her – melding his sounds with her own.

and and they love you for it

your voice is breaking but it is holy

boy born for revolution

all you have to do is burn

Phoebe

Again she is granted praise for her actions, smiling against his lips, reinforcing that she was reacting correctly or at least in a way that pleased him. That alone was pleasing enough to her, to know he found enjoyment in her, as odd as it perhaps was. She met his kisses as best she could, but felt small and a bit helpless under his assault, unable to match his fervor - and for a moment she wondered if this was what it meant when women said they wanted to be ravished. If it was, she loved it.

Her senses were overwhelmed, not sure where to focus, moans escaping her lips unbidden as her hips rocked in rhythm with his of their own accord, her mind lost in the moment. Already she felt the tension building in her core, begging for release as she whimpered and tilted against his shoulder, the fingers of one hand tangled in his hair, the other gripping his shoulder, surly leaving nail marks where they pressed.

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SUNJATA

your voice is the loudest shout at the head of the line

your voice is all war

He can feel her smile against his lips, and he presses into her more. She can’t quite keep up, but Sunjata doesn’t mind as he moves both with her and against her, a combination of both for the surprise and sheer fun. Her senses grow overwhelmed, and he can tell with the way she moves against him, telling him that she’s almost there, and he nearly grins with the feral touch of the lines her fingernails make. If he’s marked her, then she’s likely marking him, and he has absolutely no complaints.

In fact, with the gesture of her nails a pleased sound escapes him, as the pressure builds. He leaves her lips for her cheek, to her jaw, to her neck and shoulder where he caresses and kisses lightly, keeping her pinned to the wall where he builds up speed in the attempt to get her off first. His fingers drag and dance along her side, drifting once more from her chest to her lower back, trailing lower to cup and press her further into him, waiting and doing everything he can for her release – a smirk playing on his lips that claim her neck and shoulder again and again.

and and they love you for it

your voice is breaking but it is holy

boy born for revolution

all you have to do is burn

Phoebe

It's too much, she thought, too many sensations to process - his lips, his hands, the rapid pace of his thrusts - and no reprieve to be found, pinned against the cold, unyielding wall and him. She pressed her face into his shoulder, a litany of moans and whimpers all she could manage in her state, sounds that seemed to evoke his name but not quite able to form the syllables as the room spun around her.

And suddenly her climax crashed - without warning, surprising even her as she cried out, bucking and shuddering against him as she clung to him, leaving her breathless and trembling in its wake. It was near all she could do just to hang onto him at that point, dazed in the afterglow.

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