the sea speaks a little more honestly
The hum of his voice, strictly Korofian, gaze flickering toward Hotaru – wondering how much of it she’ll get out of it before his distraction is caused by Nate and his own korofi words strung along rather beautifully, if Sunjata had anything to say about it. There’s a hum of agreement, an equal smirk crossing his face with the implications of that statement while the Ascended’s hands dip below the waistband of his pants and angle him toward the bed. “heel goed.” He purrs back, shifting a bit to follow the guidance.
On his back now, Sunjata feels the furs beneath his spine, along the scars, gaze seeking Hotaru’s as she shudders with Nate’s words, already starting to tear off her clothes, her fingers trailing along his hip – he wonders if she’ll shock him again with those devilish fingers – before Nate’s hands remain on his chin and he’s finding himself suddenly unsure of where he wants to look. Acutely aware of how stunning the view is with either choice he makes. So his hands move, then, one wrapping around Hotaru and angling her a small amount against him, to feel her soft and smooth skin against his own, before he lets his other hand tangle in Nate’s hair to pull and tug at as Ru removes the rest of her bindings right against him. “I’m sure it’s something you both can take care of.” He rumbles in a small amount of a smirk and a challenge — making it obvious that both his hands are full. His gaze seeks Hotaru’s briefly, his tongue partially shifting to that forked tongue of his cobra shift, and he aims a bit deeper of a kiss with her to almost give her an idea of what’s in mind.
There’s a way that Nate had seemed to elude to for what they can do tonight that has Sunjata returning to kissing and nipping at Nate’s fingertips, pausing after a moment to focus on Hotaru and reach out with both hands to grasp for her — the muscles in both arms flexing as he does so, aiming to pull her in against him and Nate before rotating her a small amount. He tries to lift her, to help her straddle his face. The hand closest to Nate moves to the Ascended’s shoulder, partially shifting his hand into claws to drag along Nate’s skin. The other, more blunted but claws all the same, drag languidly up Hotaru’s own side, stopping to sweep under her breast in a slight taunt.
heel goed - very good.
On his back now, Sunjata feels the furs beneath his spine, along the scars, gaze seeking Hotaru’s as she shudders with Nate’s words, already starting to tear off her clothes, her fingers trailing along his hip – he wonders if she’ll shock him again with those devilish fingers – before Nate’s hands remain on his chin and he’s finding himself suddenly unsure of where he wants to look. Acutely aware of how stunning the view is with either choice he makes. So his hands move, then, one wrapping around Hotaru and angling her a small amount against him, to feel her soft and smooth skin against his own, before he lets his other hand tangle in Nate’s hair to pull and tug at as Ru removes the rest of her bindings right against him. “I’m sure it’s something you both can take care of.” He rumbles in a small amount of a smirk and a challenge — making it obvious that both his hands are full. His gaze seeks Hotaru’s briefly, his tongue partially shifting to that forked tongue of his cobra shift, and he aims a bit deeper of a kiss with her to almost give her an idea of what’s in mind.
There’s a way that Nate had seemed to elude to for what they can do tonight that has Sunjata returning to kissing and nipping at Nate’s fingertips, pausing after a moment to focus on Hotaru and reach out with both hands to grasp for her — the muscles in both arms flexing as he does so, aiming to pull her in against him and Nate before rotating her a small amount. He tries to lift her, to help her straddle his face. The hand closest to Nate moves to the Ascended’s shoulder, partially shifting his hand into claws to drag along Nate’s skin. The other, more blunted but claws all the same, drag languidly up Hotaru’s own side, stopping to sweep under her breast in a slight taunt.
heel goed - very good.
to those who are willing to drown
SUNJATA
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.
