- 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
The jolt is unlike anything he expects, something close to a helpless sound leaving Nate, electricity popping every nerve in his body and making him writhe. "That's..." He pauses, fingers no longer obeying him, twitching instead of clutching, nails digging into the attuned's scalp, around the base fo the horn. "That's new." As if the lightning has loosened something, some thought dropping like a stalactite into the forefront of Nate's mind. This is not a comfortable position, not really.
They should move. He should move them.
And he does, though at first, it seems like he's slipping, sinking lower, the hand in Sunjata's hair moving to cradle his head, while his other one lifts to wrap around the attuned's hips, pulling them flush together. As they lower, the intentions become obvious, Nate not only in front of but above his husband, kneeling between his legs. Nails drag around Sunjata's hips, taking the chance to tug his pants a touch lower, more to make it more difficult for him to move than it is to make things easier on Nate.
There's nothing stopping him from wrapping his hand around his husband's cock again, starting a slow pace that begins to pick up speed as he grows ever more eager. Nothing stopping the other hand from returning to Sunjata's horns, jerking his head up so they're face to face, so Nate can crash a kiss to the other's mouth, tongue all but preceding his lips as he greedily tries to take everything the other man will let him.
They should move. He should move them.
And he does, though at first, it seems like he's slipping, sinking lower, the hand in Sunjata's hair moving to cradle his head, while his other one lifts to wrap around the attuned's hips, pulling them flush together. As they lower, the intentions become obvious, Nate not only in front of but above his husband, kneeling between his legs. Nails drag around Sunjata's hips, taking the chance to tug his pants a touch lower, more to make it more difficult for him to move than it is to make things easier on Nate.
There's nothing stopping him from wrapping his hand around his husband's cock again, starting a slow pace that begins to pick up speed as he grows ever more eager. Nothing stopping the other hand from returning to Sunjata's horns, jerking his head up so they're face to face, so Nate can crash a kiss to the other's mouth, tongue all but preceding his lips as he greedily tries to take everything the other man will let him.
searching high and low for life
a paradise, a light in your eyes
a paradise, a light in your eyes
