cut the cable on every table I lose

the sea speaks a little more honestly

Of course they can’t, nor don’t, plan on leaving Nate without something after this. And as soon as they’re disentangled, readjusted and comfortable, Sunjata turns so his chest is pressed against Hotaru’s back, body shining with a fair amount of sweat and heat. But he’s comfortable, leaning into the touch that Nate offers despite the way Hotaru’s face hides away from him into Nate. His steel gaze slips toward the Ascended, an amused half smile crossing his face as Hotaru’s words also break the air.

Despite Nate’s arms wrapped around Hotaru, he gives into her touch at his hip and presses into her a small amount more, his own arm coming to wrap around her hips contently, while his other sneaks under the both of them to the other side of Nate’s neck to tangle in the dark locks where Hotaru hasn’t buried herself away. “She’s right.” He rumbles, a smidge breathless, pressing into Hotaru just enough to lift his head over where she’s laid out between them to press a kiss to Nate’s jaw before settling and pressing his cheek against the top of Hotaru’s head. “What can we do for you, skatjie?” He purrs back, thinking of a few ways but waiting to see if Nate has any requests.

to those who are willing to drown

SUNJATA