save your eyes for someone brighter than i will ever be
Perhaps there’s a hint of cockiness in his question – but it’s already been asked, and he’s too close to giving into her, it was a last attempt at ensuring that she could slip out of it if she wanted to. But she doesn’t, the sounds that rip from her throat as he presses his hand into her are like music to his ears, and he hums a growl of approval against her neck with the sensation, a tantalizing bite lingering there, little marks that pepper her skin with signs of him. A trademark, his favorite to give. That she’d been his.
But her hips are grinding into his hand, and he can’t help the smirk that crosses his face with it, the writhing and attention brought to her in order to give her what she wants. Her skin turns dark with the blush, but is washed out by the moonlight, and still he finds it stunning along her pale skin. And when she grabs onto him, there’s a hum of a growl that leaves him with it, but he does as she asks, the plea reaching his ears like a soft prayer.
One thing Sunjata does know is that the first time is often a bit more difficult, and he wants to ensure that she’s prepared for it – lowering himself to her, one hand tangling and tugging at her hair, the other lifting from her to the slide along to her lower back to prop her and give her some sort of relief. He abandons her neck for her lips once more, breath heavy and warm as it rakes along her, and he settles between her legs. “I want you too.” A quiet, husky admission, letting her position her legs in a way that would be easiest for her.
But her hips are grinding into his hand, and he can’t help the smirk that crosses his face with it, the writhing and attention brought to her in order to give her what she wants. Her skin turns dark with the blush, but is washed out by the moonlight, and still he finds it stunning along her pale skin. And when she grabs onto him, there’s a hum of a growl that leaves him with it, but he does as she asks, the plea reaching his ears like a soft prayer.
One thing Sunjata does know is that the first time is often a bit more difficult, and he wants to ensure that she’s prepared for it – lowering himself to her, one hand tangling and tugging at her hair, the other lifting from her to the slide along to her lower back to prop her and give her some sort of relief. He abandons her neck for her lips once more, breath heavy and warm as it rakes along her, and he settles between her legs. “I want you too.” A quiet, husky admission, letting her position her legs in a way that would be easiest for her.
don't hesitate to bring me to my knees
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.
