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
“Because you usually take the reins and maybe I’m enjoying myself.” He breathes against Nate’s neck, pulling away from the bite he’d placed to search for the Ascended’s lips, steel gaze shadowed and simmering with desire, half lidded as he focuses on the kiss that has teeth clacking, the desperation therein. Another silent curse that Nate doesn’t need to breathe because already Sunjata can feel himself panting against the tangle of tongue and teeth, already feeling his lungs squeeze with the need for breath. He breaks it momentarily to keep his head from spinning, before his lips collide with Nate’s again.
But Nate moves a bit without breaking the kiss to challenge him back, against what Sunjata really wants right now, and he hisses a very cobra like sound with it despite the curve of his lip that hints at a smirk in the kiss when the Ascended removes the layer of clothing. And Nate finally pushes down, giving in and Sunjata growls with the feeling, growing more demanding with Nate loosening the chain a bit. His one hand tangles and pulls in the Ascended’s dark hair, the other trailing back down to trail over Nate’s now exposed skin, sharp claws dragging along the curve of his hip, to his ass, digging in to give Nate that same pressured feeling.
Somehow, he’s still covered by his own shorts, and he shifts a small amount breaking the kiss to bite and nip with those fangs along Nate’s neck, hands leaving the Ascended briefly as he (far less gracefully) works to remove his own layer of clothing. He pauses only briefly to trail his gaze and kisses back up to Nate’s lips and face. “You gonna actually let me? Can’t say I trust you...” He teases, shifting his hips a small amount, tugging with sharp teeth at Nate’s lower lip, as if for reference to Nate‘s own challenges in the past and how much Sunjata’s lost in the battles.
But Nate moves a bit without breaking the kiss to challenge him back, against what Sunjata really wants right now, and he hisses a very cobra like sound with it despite the curve of his lip that hints at a smirk in the kiss when the Ascended removes the layer of clothing. And Nate finally pushes down, giving in and Sunjata growls with the feeling, growing more demanding with Nate loosening the chain a bit. His one hand tangles and pulls in the Ascended’s dark hair, the other trailing back down to trail over Nate’s now exposed skin, sharp claws dragging along the curve of his hip, to his ass, digging in to give Nate that same pressured feeling.
Somehow, he’s still covered by his own shorts, and he shifts a small amount breaking the kiss to bite and nip with those fangs along Nate’s neck, hands leaving the Ascended briefly as he (far less gracefully) works to remove his own layer of clothing. He pauses only briefly to trail his gaze and kisses back up to Nate’s lips and face. “You gonna actually let me? Can’t say I trust you...” He teases, shifting his hips a small amount, tugging with sharp teeth at Nate’s lower lip, as if for reference to Nate‘s own challenges in the past and how much Sunjata’s lost in the battles.
'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.
