- NATE -
all we are, we're distant stars
lost in the dark, i know how to part
lost in the dark, i know how to part
Brows rise with a healthy amount of skepticism, Nate not sure if the other man is simply winding him up, or if he’s serious. But he can’t resist a secret, can’t resist leaning in, one eye wide and excited, his fangs pressing against his lips with the weight of his smile. And the secret that comes is one that he knows, one that he feels foolish for forgetting, one that he’s elated has he been given words.
If Nate could blush he would. As he is, he just laughs, breathless and pleased, and leans in close, his arms tightening around Sunjata, his eye following the dancing silver ring until he can’t anymore. ”I’d rather be yours than anything else.” The purr is followed up with a kiss, just under the attuned’s ear, just over the the biggest patch of scars. ”Ek is goed daarin om jou maan te wees.” The Korofi is haltingly shy, Nate’s accent trying to wrap around words that aren’t in any way meant for it.
The wings encasing them fold up and away, revealing the cavern in its entirety again, and Nate wonders if he’s lost the magic, or if it was simply the sickness making it seem so... weighty. It’s just a dark room. ”You can have fun this time. There’s no secrets, right?” No pitfalls or hidden lava pools. Just smooth black stone that Nate struggles to get his footing on, nearly toppling over and starting their slide prematurely.
They manage to reach the top without incident, their footsteps echoing far more than seemed natural, wrapping around them in the same way Nate’s laughter had. Back on flat ground, the ascended is more confident stepping, moving around his husband, arms wrapping around his shoulders, a proper, long kiss pressed to his lips. Nate steps forward, pushing the other man back while he does, until they’re up against a wall, between a techno-vampire and a hard place. ”Are you ready to have the time of your life?” He rumbles, presumably talking about the slide, though, his hands start to roam, slipping further down Sunjata’s back to rub around the base of his wings, fingers insistent but gentle.
If Nate could blush he would. As he is, he just laughs, breathless and pleased, and leans in close, his arms tightening around Sunjata, his eye following the dancing silver ring until he can’t anymore. ”I’d rather be yours than anything else.” The purr is followed up with a kiss, just under the attuned’s ear, just over the the biggest patch of scars. ”Ek is goed daarin om jou maan te wees.” The Korofi is haltingly shy, Nate’s accent trying to wrap around words that aren’t in any way meant for it.
The wings encasing them fold up and away, revealing the cavern in its entirety again, and Nate wonders if he’s lost the magic, or if it was simply the sickness making it seem so... weighty. It’s just a dark room. ”You can have fun this time. There’s no secrets, right?” No pitfalls or hidden lava pools. Just smooth black stone that Nate struggles to get his footing on, nearly toppling over and starting their slide prematurely.
They manage to reach the top without incident, their footsteps echoing far more than seemed natural, wrapping around them in the same way Nate’s laughter had. Back on flat ground, the ascended is more confident stepping, moving around his husband, arms wrapping around his shoulders, a proper, long kiss pressed to his lips. Nate steps forward, pushing the other man back while he does, until they’re up against a wall, between a techno-vampire and a hard place. ”Are you ready to have the time of your life?” He rumbles, presumably talking about the slide, though, his hands start to roam, slipping further down Sunjata’s back to rub around the base of his wings, fingers insistent but gentle.
searching high and low for life
a paradise, a light in your eyes
a paradise, a light in your eyes
