now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
“Clearly.” He rumbles back with a playful lilt to his tone, head tilting slightly as he considers it. She’d heard snippets about his family, sophisticated was a long way from what he considered them, but for the sake of it he plays along. Until she calls him a puddle, at least, and then he’s rotated their position so he can look down at her, dare her, challenge her to call him a puddle again.
Only she doesn’t. She calls him a droplet instead, and he sighs heavily, a scent of smoke and sandalwood as he shakes his head to her. “I would choose your nicknames wisely.” He offers her, a quirk of his lip again as she bats at his chest, eyes following from her face to the arms that he’s blocked with his torso. “The more you hurt me the more you’ll have to make up to me.” His gaze lifts to hers with a challenge.
Only she doesn’t. She calls him a droplet instead, and he sighs heavily, a scent of smoke and sandalwood as he shakes his head to her. “I would choose your nicknames wisely.” He offers her, a quirk of his lip again as she bats at his chest, eyes following from her face to the arms that he’s blocked with his torso. “The more you hurt me the more you’ll have to make up to me.” His gaze lifts to hers with a challenge.
but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?
i am the way and the life in the best looking truth
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.
