Take It With A Kiss {SE}

- NATE -

i was standing on holy ground,
so heart don't fail me now

With the number of times they've done this, the number of places they've done this, there's a rhythm Nate expects, even unconsciously. It's why his hands are already ready to move up, to cup either side of Sunjata's face as they kiss, holding the attuned close and tight until he isn't, until they part, and Nate pulls away with an entirely unnecessary sigh, the sound doing little to express the heat coiling in his chest, the want making his fingers twitch.

"Fuck, I love you." Another time said, another moment where it doesn't feel like nearly enough. Hands shift to run along Sunjata's shoulders, to slip down his sides and pull his hips in tight, pressing them together. "Later." The word purrs out of Nate, completely at odds with his actions, his head tilting to offer more room to the attuned. "Can't have you all tired, right?"

With that, he finally, reluctantly steps back, shifting as he does, the action surprisingly smooth, despite his relative inexperience with the shape, with the trick of it in general. A single expectant eye stares up at Sunjata, the bright blue hue of it unchanged. There's no need to put anything into the bond, no need for words when the look is so clear. 'What are you waiting for?'

and even if the walls were falling down
it will always be us, this is holy ground