Strange Days

SUNJATA

the flood

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

Success. There’s some sort of excitement that shivers down Sunjata’s spine, flooding him with branches of tension and warmth. His gaze drifts from the lock on with Nate’s electric blues to follow the lines of shimmering fluid that drift down the Ascended’s neck — momentarily confused because he hadn’t expected it to be so… Clear? Pearlescent in the sheen that matches what’s left on Sunjata’s lips from earlier — and the pleased wolffish grin that crosses Sunjata’s face through the throws of everything Nate’s putting him through has him purring those Korofi curses.

Something primal creeping through his body as Nate arches back into the claws and Sunjata presses against the ones in his wings. But Nate’s hands are moving again, digging deeper along his hips and down, drawing more welts and blood that have his body shuddering, growls and hisses leaving him, cock twitching with everything Nate draws out of him. The hand in Nate’s hair tightens, attempting to adjust the Ascended in an attempt to drag those claws down from his neck to along his shoulder and chest, drawing more of that tension until he can feel that shattering point approaching — body flush with heat and pleasure and sweat.

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