Strange Days

SUNJATA

the flood

i can't believe that you could just say
that "the answers unlock this gate"

The wings are sensitive, and it’s really no surprise that he reacts this way. Not as Nate also realizes it, and he leans in to brush his nose against the other man’s as the Ascended’s fingers curl into hair and along his tattooed arm to trace against the membrane again, another hum leaving him. His head tilts to the side as Nate kisses his cheek and then his jaw, a deep and warm chuckle leaving the Ascended that’s reflected with Sunjata by the way his body simply reacts to the touch against those sensitive attachments of his partial shift.

Nate continues to stroke, and this time Sunjata can’t help the slight shuddering of his gaze, the shiver that runs down his spine at it, causing him to tilt his head a bit more in response. “I fell asleep on you as a panther.” He manages to get out, lips curling into a small smirk, leaning in to press a kiss to the Ascended’s jaw and neck, unable to help himself any longer. “You’re more than welcome to be one too.” He hums, a vibrating accented hum against Nate’s throat.

'cause if you knew his name, not a thing would change
you'd still be wishing you were blessed