save your eyes for someone brighter than i will ever be
Maea’s admission is granted an affectionate nuzzle of his nose against hers, a breathy hum of a chuckle leaving him. He understands, it's why he’d asked in the first place. But she tells him he might need to carry her and he nods briefly, until her lips are crashing into his again. He returns it, pressing back enough to get her back on her back, until he’s hovering above her like before. He breaks the kiss to tilt his head up, scouting for the griffin guarding their things.
“Haai, na die grot.” He calls to her, watching momentarily as the griffin yawns and stands from her place perched a good deal of a distance away. And then she nestles her way into Maea’s rags, and her clothes, trotting them off to the cave. Sunjata pushes away from Maea then, reaching for his clothes and her own, handing them to her with a light boyish smile crossing his face.
And once he’s ready and she is, he places his arms behind her back and under the backs of her knees, prepared to lift her. “Hold on tight.” He breathes to her, a smirk hinting at the corners of his lips.
“Haai, na die grot.” He calls to her, watching momentarily as the griffin yawns and stands from her place perched a good deal of a distance away. And then she nestles her way into Maea’s rags, and her clothes, trotting them off to the cave. Sunjata pushes away from Maea then, reaching for his clothes and her own, handing them to her with a light boyish smile crossing his face.
And once he’s ready and she is, he places his arms behind her back and under the backs of her knees, prepared to lift her. “Hold on tight.” He breathes to her, a smirk hinting at the corners of his lips.
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.
