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.
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
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.
