- NATE -
Got my own monster
Nobody but me
Nobody but me
There is a small part of Nate, more coherent now than it was before, that is quietly glad the man in his arms is beneath him, and not the other way around. Even if he can't feel it, Nate isn't fond of the idea of being naked in the sand. He'd never know if something got caught somewhere. An unrestrained glee sparkles in his brights eyes as they meet Sunjata's, fingers shifting around the curve of his ear to gently tug at the earring dangling there. The expression spreads to his lips, the grin cat-like and giddy at the accusation. Nate's quip gets stuck in his throat though, the pressure at his side, at his neck making him pause just to arch into the pressure.
Whatever he'd been planning on saying never came out, Nate's brows rising. Mock insult twists his lips, a scoff leaving him. "You're just going to say that, huh? You got some nerve." He keeps still, not letting Sunjata press up. "Maybe I oughta teach you a lesson." Nate nearly laughs as he says it, and when he dips down to press their lips together again.
Whatever he'd been planning on saying never came out, Nate's brows rising. Mock insult twists his lips, a scoff leaving him. "You're just going to say that, huh? You got some nerve." He keeps still, not letting Sunjata press up. "Maybe I oughta teach you a lesson." Nate nearly laughs as he says it, and when he dips down to press their lips together again.
I would never call him enemy
He's the bad god I need
He's the bad god I need
