SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
She pokes his side and he chuckles lightly, slipping to the side away from her hand a small amount as he peers down at her. “Mmm, but then how would anyone know you’re mine?” He teases her again with a wink, but makes a mental note to try and work on it. The least he could do, really, even if Peter and Adam’s death has spurred it on a bit more as of late.
But he kisses her and she kisses him back, and he goes to search her gaze with the briefest edge of a smirk curling to his face. “Anything is better than whatever they have in Halo.” He rumbles with another small chuckle. But it fades as soon as she’s smiling up at him, talking of work and more work, and his fingers scrub at the base of her neck over sore muscles to wash out the soap, finally able to see her beneath it all. “How is the Academy?” He asks quietly, trying to guide her to turn around and let him see her back to the spaces she can’t reach.
But he kisses her and she kisses him back, and he goes to search her gaze with the briefest edge of a smirk curling to his face. “Anything is better than whatever they have in Halo.” He rumbles with another small chuckle. But it fades as soon as she’s smiling up at him, talking of work and more work, and his fingers scrub at the base of her neck over sore muscles to wash out the soap, finally able to see her beneath it all. “How is the Academy?” He asks quietly, trying to guide her to turn around and let him see her back to the spaces she can’t reach.
further away from this mistake
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
i'm no savior, i'm no saint
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.
