SUNJATA
the flood
feeling alive while you fight for your life
as you swim back to the beaches
as you swim back to the beaches
Everything does fall away, all Sunjata can think about is the bite, the sharp electric pleasure that vibrates along his spine and leaves nothing in its wake but a primal hunger and need for more. His heart thunders in his chest, head tilting back a bit more as Neron hums his encouragement, presses in closer, gives something for Sunjata to press against. The claws on his hand on the ex-Warden tighten when Neron pulls away, lust glazed steel eyes finding the hybrids however briefly it is, before Neron’s lips find his.
And really, he should stop. Should deal with the awkwardness as it were, waited until he’d met up with Nate again. But his head spins, and he finds himself pressing back against Neron — the taste of blood sparking a growl of his own, the hand along Neron’s side moving now to drag those sharp claws along the other man’s side.
It’s a bit of a whiplash moment, from Neron pinning him with the magic of before to this, but Sunjata attempts to keep it in stride — horned head tilting toward Neron’s own neck, hit breath raking across the hybrid’s skin. “You sure about this?” Comes the quiet confirmation, despite the way Sunjata presses in again. All options for Neron to leave and untangle himself are there. He’s torn between both wanting it to continue and wanting it to end.
And really, he should stop. Should deal with the awkwardness as it were, waited until he’d met up with Nate again. But his head spins, and he finds himself pressing back against Neron — the taste of blood sparking a growl of his own, the hand along Neron’s side moving now to drag those sharp claws along the other man’s side.
It’s a bit of a whiplash moment, from Neron pinning him with the magic of before to this, but Sunjata attempts to keep it in stride — horned head tilting toward Neron’s own neck, hit breath raking across the hybrid’s skin. “You sure about this?” Comes the quiet confirmation, despite the way Sunjata presses in again. All options for Neron to leave and untangle himself are there. He’s torn between both wanting it to continue and wanting it to end.
don't be scared of the tide, just prepare for the ride
as you float, you float, you float
as you float, you float, you float
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.
