sorry about the blood in your mouth, i wish it was mine
”Well it’s either the beach, or the volcano, and the beach is right there.” An arm rises to gesture vaguely in the direction of the ocean, the gesture itself more important than the information it wouldn’t share in the dark. The attuned does make a good point, Nate humming loudly to highlight a moment of thought where all he really thinks about is that same moonlit stretch of beach, those same baby turtles. ”Maybe we’ll put a mark on it. Or anchor it down. Something.”
It might seem like a given, but it’s important to Nate to actually say the younger ascendeds name, to make sure he’s included in whatever it is they do, however they decide to include people. ”What else was I supposed to do?” He lets the response sit for a moment, gives off the impression that he’s going to be romantic, then follows up that statement with ”When an unbelievably hot guy asks you to fuck him, you fuck him.” Usually, it ended there, not in a proposal, but gods there was nothing in the world Nate would trade this for.
”Might have to do a favour or two,” Nate lifts his hand and jerks it towards his mouth, hoping the (literally) tongue in cheek gesture is understood, ”but I can get whatever I want from him. It’s like he loves me or somethin’.” It feels so good to joke like this, to laugh like this. To lean in and press his lips against Sunjata’s in a long, hard kiss, the angle a little awkward.
It might seem like a given, but it’s important to Nate to actually say the younger ascendeds name, to make sure he’s included in whatever it is they do, however they decide to include people. ”What else was I supposed to do?” He lets the response sit for a moment, gives off the impression that he’s going to be romantic, then follows up that statement with ”When an unbelievably hot guy asks you to fuck him, you fuck him.” Usually, it ended there, not in a proposal, but gods there was nothing in the world Nate would trade this for.
”Might have to do a favour or two,” Nate lifts his hand and jerks it towards his mouth, hoping the (literally) tongue in cheek gesture is understood, ”but I can get whatever I want from him. It’s like he loves me or somethin’.” It feels so good to joke like this, to laugh like this. To lean in and press his lips against Sunjata’s in a long, hard kiss, the angle a little awkward.
i couldn't get the boy to kill me
but i wore his jacket for the longest time
NATE
