– NATE –
Somehow, Nate is surprised by the hands that rise up to meet him, that trace barely there lines into his skin, the sensation missing but the shiver coming anyway, helped along by the hand that shifts to his hip. His eyes don't linger on hers long enough to get the full expanse of what she's offering, the draw of her lips too magnetic now. It's a struggle to pull away when he does, after he's swallowed the soft sigh that leaves her, and responded with his own, deeper rumble, claws in his hip sending a skittering bolt of electricity up his spine.
Hotaru turns her head, seeking Sunjata's lips, and he moves with it easily, hungry lips trailing along her cheek, her jaw. As he dips lower, his teeth drag more and more against her skin, until Nate has to pull away completely to avoid giving into the temptation of biting. Really, he can't imagine the feeling right now, how overwhelming it would be already, and they've barely started. Better to wait, to lean into Sunjata's lips instead, Nate's hand shifting to wrap around Hotaru's waist as she's pushed closer, pressed tighter between them, his scrabbling fingers finding skin and spreading, blunt nails stroking along her spine.
Already, this is a place he could settle into and never move from, but the part of Nate that is irritatingly sober and rational has him leaning away more completely from the attuned's lips, putting some space between them again. "We should move." He's not breathless, despite how he looks, how he's barely keeping himself from leaning in towards both of them again, unsure where he really wants his lips to land. But if they brave the stairs now, that will be the only thing he has to worry about. Electric eyes move to Sunjata's face, the bright grin there the only warning before given before Nate moves, meaning to scoop Hotaru up in his arms, leaning in to press another, hungrier kiss to her lips before shifting back, eyes on the other man like he's waiting for him to lead the way. One last check that everything is okay, though they've more than blown past the need for it.
Hotaru turns her head, seeking Sunjata's lips, and he moves with it easily, hungry lips trailing along her cheek, her jaw. As he dips lower, his teeth drag more and more against her skin, until Nate has to pull away completely to avoid giving into the temptation of biting. Really, he can't imagine the feeling right now, how overwhelming it would be already, and they've barely started. Better to wait, to lean into Sunjata's lips instead, Nate's hand shifting to wrap around Hotaru's waist as she's pushed closer, pressed tighter between them, his scrabbling fingers finding skin and spreading, blunt nails stroking along her spine.
Already, this is a place he could settle into and never move from, but the part of Nate that is irritatingly sober and rational has him leaning away more completely from the attuned's lips, putting some space between them again. "We should move." He's not breathless, despite how he looks, how he's barely keeping himself from leaning in towards both of them again, unsure where he really wants his lips to land. But if they brave the stairs now, that will be the only thing he has to worry about. Electric eyes move to Sunjata's face, the bright grin there the only warning before given before Nate moves, meaning to scoop Hotaru up in his arms, leaning in to press another, hungrier kiss to her lips before shifting back, eyes on the other man like he's waiting for him to lead the way. One last check that everything is okay, though they've more than blown past the need for it.
I’m in trouble for the things I haven’t got to yet
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
