SUNJATA
the flood
with every breath and every intake
tip toe further away
tip toe further away
When the words reach her, he’s not sure what he expects for a reaction. He doesn’t expect one so… huge, he supposes. The way her face lights up, the way her expression changes into something of complete and utter bliss, and it reflects in the softer smile he gives her. But there’s a glassy sheen to her eyes, and a soft breathy laugh leaves him as he goes to kiss the tops of her cheeks beneath her eyes to absorb any that might fall. Her whisper is full of far more emotion than he ever thought he could pull from her, and he rests his forehead against hers briefly again – clarity despite the way he breathes against her skin, a shuddering sound as she wraps herself around him and drives him deeper.
He’s filled her up in every way he knows how, pressing against her chest with his own, tilting his head into the touch she gives him through his hair. “Don’t cry.” He rumbles to her, looking back down at her and leaning forward to capture her lips with his own. He’s sure he’ll be content to stay this way for the rest of his life – wrapped around her, her wrapped around him, until all he can see or think or imagine is her. But they both have to be safer, smarter about it, and he makes note to continue with the trainings to ensure that even when he’s not around her, she’ll still be safe.
And to make that bar in Halo… Because if nothing else at least he might be more willing to visit if he could stay in a place of comfort while there.
For now, however, he deepens the kiss, his thrusts beginning to pick back up in pace, slowly at first to give her time to handle her emotions. He tries to bring that fire back to the lightening of her face, tries to bring his warmth back to her to share this with her, to never have to let her go.
He’s filled her up in every way he knows how, pressing against her chest with his own, tilting his head into the touch she gives him through his hair. “Don’t cry.” He rumbles to her, looking back down at her and leaning forward to capture her lips with his own. He’s sure he’ll be content to stay this way for the rest of his life – wrapped around her, her wrapped around him, until all he can see or think or imagine is her. But they both have to be safer, smarter about it, and he makes note to continue with the trainings to ensure that even when he’s not around her, she’ll still be safe.
And to make that bar in Halo… Because if nothing else at least he might be more willing to visit if he could stay in a place of comfort while there.
For now, however, he deepens the kiss, his thrusts beginning to pick back up in pace, slowly at first to give her time to handle her emotions. He tries to bring that fire back to the lightening of her face, tries to bring his warmth back to her to share this with her, to never have to let her go.
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.
