SUNJATA
the flood
anyway, you say you're too busy
saving everybody else to save yourself
saving everybody else to save yourself
She seems to get it now, that he doesn’t want her to begin it on her own. And when her voice colors the air again, his head nears hers once more, kissing and biting along her neck in his quiet appreciation. But his grip was strong, and after a few moments of waiting, to give her the surprise of it, only then does he move his hands along her skin, claws scraping lightly against pale flesh to push her down onto him, sinking him into her with a shuddering growl that vibrates against her neck where he bites to latch on, hips pressing upward to get as far as he can.
He pulls his head away then, tilting it back to watch her as he goes to lift her again, breath hitching with the sensation, steel eyes dark and shadowed as he thrusts back toward her, dropping her down onto him again. He wants to hear just how much she’d missed him, how much she craved him, that ego of his elated by the way she has reacted so far — unsure if he’s ever quite seen her this out of her mind, but appreciating it all the same.
He pulls his head away then, tilting it back to watch her as he goes to lift her again, breath hitching with the sensation, steel eyes dark and shadowed as he thrusts back toward her, dropping her down onto him again. He wants to hear just how much she’d missed him, how much she craved him, that ego of his elated by the way she has reacted so far — unsure if he’s ever quite seen her this out of her mind, but appreciating it all the same.
and you don't want no help, oh well
that's the story to tell
that's the story to tell
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.
