NATE
Introspection is not a skill of Nate's, not really. Really, his problem was usually thinking too little, making decisions, saying things he shouldn't, all in the heat of the moment. Though there was heat in this moment, it was aimed towards warmer things, to oozing into every space made for him and trying desperately to rest the weight of it against Sunjata, even as he basked in the feelings sent back to him.
A soft huff leaves his nose, Nate's head shaking as it does, interrupting the purring for a moment. Perfect. He lets his one eye slip closed, sinking even further against Sunjata. I don't want to have to move for a long while. Maybe it would make more sense to rush home, but it was so comfortable in this form, in this place. And the bond was a bonus he hadn't expected, but that he was wholly unwilling to give up so soon.
The big paw wrapping around Nate's shoulder does draw him closer, his boxy head shifting to press in close to his fiance's shoulder, curled under his chin. Should I be jealous? Without a mouth to even pretend to stop his words, they're sent out automatically, along with a mental chuckle, though he can't hide behind his humour in the face of what follows.
Sonskyn, I- There's a blur instead of words, uncertainty, hesitation, the trepidation that came from letting someone so close after so long, I'm so glad that we're in a place where this can happen. The words are simple, but the emotions that with it are not, and it's nothing Nate would ever simply have the words for. Not if he had all the time int he world to think about it, and he has nothing but time.
A soft huff leaves his nose, Nate's head shaking as it does, interrupting the purring for a moment. Perfect. He lets his one eye slip closed, sinking even further against Sunjata. I don't want to have to move for a long while. Maybe it would make more sense to rush home, but it was so comfortable in this form, in this place. And the bond was a bonus he hadn't expected, but that he was wholly unwilling to give up so soon.
The big paw wrapping around Nate's shoulder does draw him closer, his boxy head shifting to press in close to his fiance's shoulder, curled under his chin. Should I be jealous? Without a mouth to even pretend to stop his words, they're sent out automatically, along with a mental chuckle, though he can't hide behind his humour in the face of what follows.
Sonskyn, I- There's a blur instead of words, uncertainty, hesitation, the trepidation that came from letting someone so close after so long, I'm so glad that we're in a place where this can happen. The words are simple, but the emotions that with it are not, and it's nothing Nate would ever simply have the words for. Not if he had all the time int he world to think about it, and he has nothing but time.
Let’s admit, without apology,
what we do to each other
what we do to each other
