- NATE -
but who am I to say?
let's all just run away
let's all just run away
It's a quiet relief that his words are accepted, that they're not argued against. Maybe the other man realizes what he's trying to do, even if he doesn't like it, doesn't agree with it. Yet. Which is fine. Nate doesn't expect anything to be instantaneous, not really. He'd said before that he was selfish, but those words were starting to feel less true, as he held the other man close and smiled properly, actually content, and not simply trying to cover something else up.
A sharp little sound leaves Nate as lips press against the jagged wounds, the feeling only just on the wrong side of pressure. He tilts his head, offering easier access, one of his arms moving to help support the attuned a little better. "You don't have to be."" The words are gentle, Nate's eyes slipping closed as he speaks, as he leans in to the closeness. "I know what I'm getting into." There's a chuckle, and a single eye cracking open to look at Sunjata. "Besides, it's only fair." A finger comes to press at one of the marks adorning the other man's neck, none too gently, as if the reminder is needed.
A sharp little sound leaves Nate as lips press against the jagged wounds, the feeling only just on the wrong side of pressure. He tilts his head, offering easier access, one of his arms moving to help support the attuned a little better. "You don't have to be."" The words are gentle, Nate's eyes slipping closed as he speaks, as he leans in to the closeness. "I know what I'm getting into." There's a chuckle, and a single eye cracking open to look at Sunjata. "Besides, it's only fair." A finger comes to press at one of the marks adorning the other man's neck, none too gently, as if the reminder is needed.
grab your saints and pray
and we'll burn this world today
and we'll burn this world today
