SUNJATA
the flood
but is this what you want? what you wanted?
do you need love? am i enough for you?
do you need love? am i enough for you?
She apologizes, even though there’s nothing to apologize for. So he dips his head a small amount, then her hand finds her hair to adjust his salt licked curls around the base of the horns that protrude. And all he can do is focus on her and the place they’re at now, not Korofi, not Korofi, before he exhales quietly. “Stay?” He asks, positively needy as he tries to do his best to keep from falling into old habits.
Trying not to push her away, even if his words could be sharp and his voice a hint too demanding, too possessive and predatory. He was trying, and he’d done so well until today.
His gaze lifts to scan her face, the exhaustion clear and lingering on his face. “I think I might have opened up some of the wounds to my back.” He says, offering her a weak smile before it falters into a small wince as it begins to throb and bleed a bit more now that he’s not as dazed within the realization of not being in a dream.
Trying not to push her away, even if his words could be sharp and his voice a hint too demanding, too possessive and predatory. He was trying, and he’d done so well until today.
His gaze lifts to scan her face, the exhaustion clear and lingering on his face. “I think I might have opened up some of the wounds to my back.” He says, offering her a weak smile before it falters into a small wince as it begins to throb and bleed a bit more now that he’s not as dazed within the realization of not being in a dream.
in time you'll find i've got my baggage too
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.
