SUNJATA
the flood
i can't believe that you could just say
that "the answers unlock this gate"
that "the answers unlock this gate"
He knows Nate doesn’t need to breathe, knows that the reaction he gets is mainly for him. But he relishes in it nonetheless. And as Nate clutches him closer, Sunjata gives in. Pressing against Nate in whatever way he can, hovering and encroaching as Nate’s fingers curl a bit sharper against the makeshift wings. This time, a shuddering growl leaves his throat, deep and perhaps a bit more rumble like his panther shift as his lips are pressed to the Ascended’s throat.
He pulls away briefly, steel gaze smoldering already. Craving what Nate has to offer, craving that distraction… Only, it would be different, wouldn’t it? With the confession laying between them? This time it would mean something other than a quick fuck to forget about all the other problems. And when Nate speaks, there's a low hum that leaves Sunjata’s throat before he tries to speak, unable to when Nate finds a place open and visible and specifically for him to sink his teeth into.
He presses in, a deep groan leaving his throat, arms abandoning the brace on either side of Nate to reach for him, for raven hair and to feel Nate’s body as his hand slips down the other man’s back, feeling along scars until there's new uncharted territory for him to explore. This is new to him, this closeness, unsure what exactly to do to get Nate to enjoy it too. So he gives the Ascended his all, hips pressing into his, shivering under the warmth of the water and the electricity of the bite.
He pulls away briefly, steel gaze smoldering already. Craving what Nate has to offer, craving that distraction… Only, it would be different, wouldn’t it? With the confession laying between them? This time it would mean something other than a quick fuck to forget about all the other problems. And when Nate speaks, there's a low hum that leaves Sunjata’s throat before he tries to speak, unable to when Nate finds a place open and visible and specifically for him to sink his teeth into.
He presses in, a deep groan leaving his throat, arms abandoning the brace on either side of Nate to reach for him, for raven hair and to feel Nate’s body as his hand slips down the other man’s back, feeling along scars until there's new uncharted territory for him to explore. This is new to him, this closeness, unsure what exactly to do to get Nate to enjoy it too. So he gives the Ascended his all, hips pressing into his, shivering under the warmth of the water and the electricity of the bite.
'cause if you knew his name, not a thing would change
you'd still be wishing you were blessed
you'd still be wishing you were blessed
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.
