no vacancy

save your eyes for someone brighter than i will ever be

The hunger burns through him, but he holds her tight and close as Maea helps them get toward the shore with a wave, and perhaps it was a small enough wave with enough force behind it, perhaps he was a bit too focused on her to not notice as the sand rises up toward them. The steady beat of the waves urging them closer and closer toward it, until Sunjata pulls Maea a bit closer into him, bracing her against his chest so his back takes most of the impact of the sand and shells beneath the surface.

They slide to a stop with the force of the sand, as though they’ve paved a small amount of a warpath in their venture inward, but at least the waves only lap occasionally at his hip at this spot, and he looks to her with a fiery smirk, a huff of a chuckle though breathless as it may be. He recovers quickly, twisting and letting her go to brace his arms on either side of her in the sand, searching her gaze. “You alright?” He asks, breathless but luminous in the moonlight. He’s made it out okay, scratches along his spine and shoulders from the sand and a few small rocks, and sand clings to his shoulders from where the water still clings to him, dripping from every curve of his arms, from his nose, from his chest.

don't hesitate to bring me to my knees

SUNJATA