SUNJATA
In the end, it is what it is. He’d done what he could to fight back, to flee when he could no longer fight, to rebel in little ways and big ones against the tyrant of his father. But things were different in Caido, and while some things were the same he was very much different. Caught in a crosshair between being what he wanted to be, what had created him, and how he’d been born. It was a mixup of plenty of emotions, some he dealt with and many he didn’t.
He deals with them now as he offers her a soft smile and a shrug. Water under the bridge. But their lips meet again and it begins to devolve into something hungry, something deeper, before their position is shifting and changing. Before he knows it, her forehead is pressed against his own, and his stormy gaze is filled with all parts lust and hunger as she questions him.
“Yes.” A slight hoarseness to his voice with the confirmation.
He deals with them now as he offers her a soft smile and a shrug. Water under the bridge. But their lips meet again and it begins to devolve into something hungry, something deeper, before their position is shifting and changing. Before he knows it, her forehead is pressed against his own, and his stormy gaze is filled with all parts lust and hunger as she questions him.
“Yes.” A slight hoarseness to his voice with the confirmation.
i'll never be that me again
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.
