don't you know i'm no good for you?
He smirks as she nips at his lips, head tilting back as she tells him to stay still. He’s half tempted to rebel against her wishes, but he decides against it to see what it is she does first. But he still peers at her with that stormy gaze as she begins to shift herself down, his head tilting slightly the other way as she kisses his neck, a purr of approval leaving his throat at the marks she leaves.
And then she begins to peel away the layers of his clothes, until bare sun-kissed skin greets her. The muscles in his stomach clench slightly as her hands roam over him, especially the lower they go – paired with kisses and tender touches until she stops at his hips, lips along the v of his torso. He can’t help the smirk that crosses his face as she looks up, his own gaze shadowed and already a fair amount lust filled. He tugs his left arm against the restraint just to test it again, before focusing on her far more intently.
There’s goosebumps in the wake of where she’s been, shadows pulling away from him the further down she goes. And he hums his quiet approval to her at the look in her eye, the way she’s absolutely playing with him. “Do your worst, captor.” It’s a breathy purr, and he shifts his hips a small amount once more out of his own amusement of seeing what kind of reaction that gets as well.
And then she begins to peel away the layers of his clothes, until bare sun-kissed skin greets her. The muscles in his stomach clench slightly as her hands roam over him, especially the lower they go – paired with kisses and tender touches until she stops at his hips, lips along the v of his torso. He can’t help the smirk that crosses his face as she looks up, his own gaze shadowed and already a fair amount lust filled. He tugs his left arm against the restraint just to test it again, before focusing on her far more intently.
There’s goosebumps in the wake of where she’s been, shadows pulling away from him the further down she goes. And he hums his quiet approval to her at the look in her eye, the way she’s absolutely playing with him. “Do your worst, captor.” It’s a breathy purr, and he shifts his hips a small amount once more out of his own amusement of seeing what kind of reaction that gets as well.
i've learned to lose, you can't afford to
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.
