- 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
A low rumbling moan leaves Nate, a little more of him crumbling with each spark of lightning, colours and feelings flickering behind his eyelids, a tremble in his hands that Nate can't help but try to overcompensate for. Releasing Sunjata's horn suddenly, his hand instead drags down the attuneds face, grabbing his jaw tight enough to leave bruises, then slipping lower still, trying to grab the glow, the only light in their newly created privacy.
Nate shifts back with another long moan, teeth catching in his lip and making him shiver bodily, another thing he tries to compensate for, his hips rolling up against his husband, stuttering the rhythm of his hand. Pulling back from the kiss, the breathlessness is extended, the hand around the attuned's throat squeezing, keeping him from getting a full breath, until all at once, Nate bites again, just under Sunjata's jaw, just over his own fingers, which slip down, running over the other's chest.
He wants to stay here forever, in this dim, hot place, with his husband under him. Nate's never felt so content, so satiated. Never felt more whole. It might not be their official honeymoon, but as far as they go, it's a good one. Nate rushes suddenly, hands moving faster, his hips jerking up against his husband, need seizing hold of him again. Different though, that what had driven him to nearly drink Sunjata dry, different than what had started this in the first place even. This is a touch more romantic, a touch more selfish. Pulling away to once again drape his voice against Sunjata's ear, Nate rumbles in a voice that's all heat, all barely contained lust. "Tell me how you feel, sonskyn. Tell me what I do to you."
Nate shifts back with another long moan, teeth catching in his lip and making him shiver bodily, another thing he tries to compensate for, his hips rolling up against his husband, stuttering the rhythm of his hand. Pulling back from the kiss, the breathlessness is extended, the hand around the attuned's throat squeezing, keeping him from getting a full breath, until all at once, Nate bites again, just under Sunjata's jaw, just over his own fingers, which slip down, running over the other's chest.
He wants to stay here forever, in this dim, hot place, with his husband under him. Nate's never felt so content, so satiated. Never felt more whole. It might not be their official honeymoon, but as far as they go, it's a good one. Nate rushes suddenly, hands moving faster, his hips jerking up against his husband, need seizing hold of him again. Different though, that what had driven him to nearly drink Sunjata dry, different than what had started this in the first place even. This is a touch more romantic, a touch more selfish. Pulling away to once again drape his voice against Sunjata's ear, Nate rumbles in a voice that's all heat, all barely contained lust. "Tell me how you feel, sonskyn. Tell me what I do to you."
searching high and low for life
a paradise, a light in your eyes
a paradise, a light in your eyes
