(SE) talk some sense to me

- NATE -

all we are, we're distant stars
lost in the dark, i know how to part

To say that he's actually thinking about any of this would be a mistake. No, Nate is running on instinct, the ability to really think having left him somewhere between the bites. All of this, every growl, every teasing press of his fingers, his hips, is fuelled by primal need. And he's only spurred on by grasping claws, the drag of fingers from his scalp to his neck. By the way Sunjata seems so unsteady under him, while Nate hasn't felt this sturdy, this in control in weeks.

The moan that rises from him as teeth bite into his neck shifts to a low chuckle, some part of Nate soaring, elated at having so much much power handed over to him, and the rest of him utterly drunk with the possibilities. His hand circles around Sunjata's cock loosely, not moving, not while he considers every option he has, mind working sluggishly. Nate leans in further just as slowly, pinning the attuned more securely with his chest, barely leaving room for breath, and his head lolling to the side so he can press a kiss to Sunjata's cheek. "You're giving me a lot, you know." It's only barely a warning, a window that lasts for a single breath, before Nate's hand behind to move, his fingers tightening to a fever warm pressure.

searching high and low for life
a paradise, a light in your eyes