SUNJATA
high as hell, feeling fine
nothing bad but nothing kind
nothing bad but nothing kind
It’s easy for Sunjata to give in like this, because while it is a desperate, almost starved and impulsive reaction, it’s not something serious for him. He’d give in here, taking what he could from the Ascended, and move on as though things were just as they had been. So he’s pleased when Nate returns the gesture — breaking it briefly though Sunjata doesn’t mind. His kisses drift toward Nate’s jaw in the meantime.
But Nate returns and their lips meet again and Sunjata pushes back a small amount — greed both spurred on by the Ascended’s hands on either side of his face and the way it almost seems like an apology. The attuneds hands slip into Nate’s hair, shifting in place a small amount as he goes to break the kiss and rest his head against Nate’s forehead, steel searching electric blues. “Every time, I think it might get dull or I’ll get used to it.” It’s a hoarse whisper. “Every time I’m wrong.” He offers with a huff of a laugh, breath hot and raking along the Ascended.
But Nate returns and their lips meet again and Sunjata pushes back a small amount — greed both spurred on by the Ascended’s hands on either side of his face and the way it almost seems like an apology. The attuneds hands slip into Nate’s hair, shifting in place a small amount as he goes to break the kiss and rest his head against Nate’s forehead, steel searching electric blues. “Every time, I think it might get dull or I’ll get used to it.” It’s a hoarse whisper. “Every time I’m wrong.” He offers with a huff of a laugh, breath hot and raking along the Ascended.
not a word from me
at least nothing you would mind
at least nothing you would mind
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.
