- NATE -
don't you pray? don't you pray
to a cocaine jesus in a black four seater?
to a cocaine jesus in a black four seater?
Nate stopped and stared at the spot where once there had been a mostly healed bite mark. Now there was nothing. It was like his teeth had never pierced the other man (in that one specific place. ”They’re gone.” He murmured, leaning in for a closer look, the tech still hooked around his finger.
”Seems pretty useful.” Nate’s words came after a moment, though he didn’t lean out of his closeness. ”Might have to test it out a little bit more.” He chuckled darkly, sinking his teeth into the attuned’s throat and shifting him so it was easier for Nate to push up against the cave wall.
”Seems pretty useful.” Nate’s words came after a moment, though he didn’t lean out of his closeness. ”Might have to test it out a little bit more.” He chuckled darkly, sinking his teeth into the attuned’s throat and shifting him so it was easier for Nate to push up against the cave wall.
got a man, don't need him, but you wait
call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
call me when you want, or just call me when you need it
