SUNJATA
the flood
'cause my life is like a bedroom door
don't lead me in when you feel low
don't lead me in when you feel low
The grin that Sunjata shoots back to Nate is everything when he agrees with him. It’s warmth, his content with the way the subject shifts and the way Nate speaks as if they didn’t live together – likely another quip that has him playfully rolling his eyes as he hums, almost as if he’s thinking through quite the schedule. “Mm, well, you know I have quite the busy schedule myself. But I could squeeze you in.” He teases back, forked tongue edging out to stick it out at the Ascended, before he’s offering a slight challenge.
Subconsciously, he knows Nate won’t know what it means, but the question of it has him smirking lightly to himself, though he keeps the translation hidden while Nate’s hand trails and his heart thunders in his chest. Nate follows him, as he always does, and he tilts his head up a small amount as he feels Nate’s lips reach his skin – following acutely to the path it takes, the trail it blazes. It isn’t until the sharp fangs of teeth at his neck have goosebumps rising on his skin, flickering over his shoulders and creeping up the back of his neck. “It means lover.” He explains, though his voice trembles in the slightest way – unnoticeable for everyone else but Nate, if there were ears around to hear it.
And still, Nate comes closer, and Sunjata’s arm reaches out to pull him a bit closer with another feeling of those teasing teeth that get a rumble of a purr slipping from his throat. But of course, he doesn’t quite have the flexibility to keep him leaning up like that, so when he goes to grab the Ascended he gives into the sand at his back, hoping to tug Nate along with him.
Subconsciously, he knows Nate won’t know what it means, but the question of it has him smirking lightly to himself, though he keeps the translation hidden while Nate’s hand trails and his heart thunders in his chest. Nate follows him, as he always does, and he tilts his head up a small amount as he feels Nate’s lips reach his skin – following acutely to the path it takes, the trail it blazes. It isn’t until the sharp fangs of teeth at his neck have goosebumps rising on his skin, flickering over his shoulders and creeping up the back of his neck. “It means lover.” He explains, though his voice trembles in the slightest way – unnoticeable for everyone else but Nate, if there were ears around to hear it.
And still, Nate comes closer, and Sunjata’s arm reaches out to pull him a bit closer with another feeling of those teasing teeth that get a rumble of a purr slipping from his throat. But of course, he doesn’t quite have the flexibility to keep him leaning up like that, so when he goes to grab the Ascended he gives into the sand at his back, hoping to tug Nate along with him.
'cause i might make a move
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.
