the city looks so pretty
do you wanna burn it with me?
Honestly, Sunjata thinks he might be past the whole possessiveness regarding this entire ordeal. It would definitely be different if he wasn’t there, but he was. With her hand stroking his cock and his appreciative sounds leaving his throat in some form similar to a purr. Perhaps the panther has worn off a bit more than expected, for being a surprise shift. The help from Loren is a surprise, still, but he finds no complaints with it, instead his hips shift just enough at Lusea’s growl.
There’s a throaty laugh that leaves him at her demands, knowing full well that if Loren doesn’t do it, Sunjata absolutely will. And he intends to ensure that Loren does, hand tugging the man closer while his other continues to stroke and circle, an evenly applied pressure for Lusea, his steel eyes hooded and suddenly –
– Suddenly, Loren’s lips are on his own. Hungry. There’s a pause in his surprise, and well, he’s doing this for Lusea mostly. Might as well go all the way. He kisses the summoner back, hungry all the same as well, taking a moment to treat him like he had Lusea, with tongues and teeth and breathlessly hopeless with it as the summoner pulls Lusea to him.
Ah, but then there’s the jealousy that rises, telling himself mentally that he’s doing this for her, allowing her to do it. Because he’s fucked up in the past, and if this is how she wants to get back at him, she can. For now. That possessiveness rising, an even playing field on the table now as Loren fucks his Flame. Maybe it’s the alcohol effecting his thoughts, but he finds that after this is over? He doesn’t need to grovel anymore.
Maybe her Flood is back.
Loren might not be able to last long, but Sunjata knows that he’ll wait long enough for his Flame – knowing that regardless of what they do, Lusea’s orgasm will be his undoing. It’s always been that way. But with her help, her hand, the summoner’s hand too, he remains close enough, waiting with quick fingers and a sweat slick body – blood and soot and burns all combined with it – for Lusea to break first.
There’s a throaty laugh that leaves him at her demands, knowing full well that if Loren doesn’t do it, Sunjata absolutely will. And he intends to ensure that Loren does, hand tugging the man closer while his other continues to stroke and circle, an evenly applied pressure for Lusea, his steel eyes hooded and suddenly –
– Suddenly, Loren’s lips are on his own. Hungry. There’s a pause in his surprise, and well, he’s doing this for Lusea mostly. Might as well go all the way. He kisses the summoner back, hungry all the same as well, taking a moment to treat him like he had Lusea, with tongues and teeth and breathlessly hopeless with it as the summoner pulls Lusea to him.
Ah, but then there’s the jealousy that rises, telling himself mentally that he’s doing this for her, allowing her to do it. Because he’s fucked up in the past, and if this is how she wants to get back at him, she can. For now. That possessiveness rising, an even playing field on the table now as Loren fucks his Flame. Maybe it’s the alcohol effecting his thoughts, but he finds that after this is over? He doesn’t need to grovel anymore.
Maybe her Flood is back.
Loren might not be able to last long, but Sunjata knows that he’ll wait long enough for his Flame – knowing that regardless of what they do, Lusea’s orgasm will be his undoing. It’s always been that way. But with her help, her hand, the summoner’s hand too, he remains close enough, waiting with quick fingers and a sweat slick body – blood and soot and burns all combined with it – for Lusea to break first.
till the skies bleed ashes
and the fucking skyline crashes
SUNJATA
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.
