- NATE -
Got my own monster
Nobody but me
Nobody but me
The bite throws any sense, and scant trace of thought from Nate and has him shifting, reacting. Some far away part of him is impressed by the way Sunjata holds himself together, when his own hands tug at horns and hair and skin, when rumbled groans and growls try to escape the seal of his mouth. It doesn't last long, hands pulling him down suddenly, pulling him in against the attuned's chest, tugging a surprised, but pleased grunt from Nate as he sinks down further on the other mans cock. He tries, one last time, to roll his hips, to pull that last edge of sensation from Sunjata, but can't quite fight against the claws holding him down, managing to just writhe, the sensation driving Nate to press even harder against the other man.
Hands rise away form his hips, tangling in his hair, the sensation there the only reason Nate pulls away from the bite, though it does come with a whine as feeling is suddenly numbed again. His arms lower to wrap around the attuneds tanned middle, fingers trailing along the edge of the dorsal fin again. Nate refused to let an inch of space grow between them, regardless of what Sunjata might need, and followed the other man as he leaned back, his head resting lazily on a shoulder.
If he could stay in one place for the rest of his life, if he never had to move again, Nate would be happy here. He can't stay here forever though, has to break the moment sooner rather than later, has to shift just a little. Once Sunjata has gotten his breathing under control, just a little, Nate lifts his hips, letting the other mans cock leave him, then settling again. "We're going through a lot of first." He mumbles, before shifting to press a lazy kiss against Sunjata's face, not too bothered about where it landed, not for this first one.
Hands rise away form his hips, tangling in his hair, the sensation there the only reason Nate pulls away from the bite, though it does come with a whine as feeling is suddenly numbed again. His arms lower to wrap around the attuneds tanned middle, fingers trailing along the edge of the dorsal fin again. Nate refused to let an inch of space grow between them, regardless of what Sunjata might need, and followed the other man as he leaned back, his head resting lazily on a shoulder.
If he could stay in one place for the rest of his life, if he never had to move again, Nate would be happy here. He can't stay here forever though, has to break the moment sooner rather than later, has to shift just a little. Once Sunjata has gotten his breathing under control, just a little, Nate lifts his hips, letting the other mans cock leave him, then settling again. "We're going through a lot of first." He mumbles, before shifting to press a lazy kiss against Sunjata's face, not too bothered about where it landed, not for this first one.
I would never call him enemy
He's the bad god I need
He's the bad god I need
