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
So it was something along those lines. Regardless, Sunjata neither confirms nor denies the subject as Neron moves where Sunjata guides him, the hybrid sliding along his body, working at belts and buttons, and Sunjata nearly shudders under the cold touch as he goes excruciatingly slow down Sunjata’s torso. But there’s a hiss of relief, of content regardless when the fabric is pulled away and he’s freed, hard and waiting and already aching.
But Neron will certainly see a trail of bites along his hips, thighs, silvery scars glimmering in the lowlight of the room. His hand remains on his shoulder, legs trembling with each graze and bite, a shudder truly drifting down his spine and the quick sharp intake of breath. “By all means…” He pauses, a hum slipping through his throat. “Take your time.” While he stands there, one clawed hand digging into the wood of the desk, cock aching and exposed, waiting for Neron to explore these waters as patiently as he can.
But Neron will certainly see a trail of bites along his hips, thighs, silvery scars glimmering in the lowlight of the room. His hand remains on his shoulder, legs trembling with each graze and bite, a shudder truly drifting down his spine and the quick sharp intake of breath. “By all means…” He pauses, a hum slipping through his throat. “Take your time.” While he stands there, one clawed hand digging into the wood of the desk, cock aching and exposed, waiting for Neron to explore these waters as patiently as he can.
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.
