now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat
it's a bearable bruise on your conscious
He hums a breathy laugh to her at her comment, head tilting slightly as he looks down to her. ”It took me weeks to get the muscle back from the last time I ate all those lemon bars.” He admits, though it was true. The man that hovers above the midwife was built a lot better than before, muscled and stronger than he had been previously.
But some things did and didn’t change, he agreed with her, he pulling back from her to settle along his side, head propped up by the pillows and an accomplished smirk crossing his face. He considers it a win, the concession, a Cheshire grin crossing his face as he settles and looks to her blushing cheeks with eyes that gleam with exhaustion. “Apparently not.” He agrees softly.
But some things did and didn’t change, he agreed with her, he pulling back from her to settle along his side, head propped up by the pillows and an accomplished smirk crossing his face. He considers it a win, the concession, a Cheshire grin crossing his face as he settles and looks to her blushing cheeks with eyes that gleam with exhaustion. “Apparently not.” He agrees softly.
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.
