[Training] what i see in the sea

SUNJATA

the flood

Remi’s still tight around him and Sunjata shudders a small amount when they still. Fevered and sweaty skin clinging to each other and with the way Remi’s hands remain on Sunjata’s horns, he can’t do much else other than cling to the Lullaby and watch his face with that very same smoldering steel. But it seems his point goes across – Sunjata panting and taut like a string, wound even more with the brief fluttering of Remi’s wings.

”Well, go on then.” Sunjata’s brow raises in surprise, a huff of a laugh managing to breathlessly slip from his throat. “I mean…” He begins, flailing with his words and imagining something coming off as a cross between Remi being married and him not exactly wanting to grind against the Lullaby if it’s something that Remi’s not interested in. After all, Sunjata’s entire being revolves around getting the okay, the consent, especially for something like this.

So he puffs out a sigh. “I don’t want to… With you… Unless you want to.” Does it make sense? In his fevered mind he’s laid out a pretty solid plan, but in reality? It comes out offhand, though Sunjata continues to keep his hands on Remi’s shoulders – head still held between the grip Remi has on his horns.

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