Strange Days

SUNJATA

the flood

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

Sunjata isn’t stupid enough to not make room for Nate as he makes a way to settle in, and Sunjata’s hands slide up along the sides of the Ascended, the membrane of his partial shift all that much more available while Nate’s words begin to vibrate against his skin, a quiet hum of agreement as Sunjata tries to regain some sort of control, tries to fight back and rebel in what little ways he can. But he should know better, especially with one bite already complete, that Nate would have his abilities at his disposal – and somehow, someway, it makes it all the better.

The tips of the claws drag and scrape gently enough but with the pressure to ensure that danger looms not far behind has Sunjata’s heartbeat thundering in his ears, a groan leaving his lips as hands find his hair again to tangle and pull and push. He thinks he can nearly feel the brush of fangs, the promise with no outcome, just a pressured kiss and a mark to leave behind. The sound that leaves Nate is mimicked by Sunjata as he tries to roll his hips into Nate, shuddering under the touch as he tries to form words around the dizziness in his mind.

“Can’t…” He pauses as it shifts into something almost like a whine. “Let you get away with everything.” It’s managed, rushed, tried to get out before he has to shudder and pause again, fingers tightening in raven hair.

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