- 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
Sunjata is something special, something Nate can hardly believe he has. Every challenge he raises, his husband meets and draws the ascended deeper, closer. To feel so wanted, so desired, even with everything he was, everything he'd done, it eases something in Nate, warms him up in a way he shouldn't be able to feel, yet does, every time, every single time he thinks about it.
High praise is gasped out, stokes a fire in Nate, just three words spurring him on, pulling up everything he can give. "Oh, Sunny," His husband's nickname drags into something more of a moan, an adoring sigh, "I know, darling. Go on." Permission, of a sort. In another time, with his mind together, perhaps he'd prolong this, push the finish line further away, but here, now, all Nate can do is helplessly chase a high. And if his encouragement isn't enough, another bite should be, on the other side of Sunjata's neck this time.
Even if physically, he can't reach the same kind of peak, can't topple over, some part of him still sags, exhausted, and curls around Sunjata in every way he can, pulling away from the bite to press their cheeks together, an arm curling around the attuned's shoulders, another moving to rest against his hip.
High praise is gasped out, stokes a fire in Nate, just three words spurring him on, pulling up everything he can give. "Oh, Sunny," His husband's nickname drags into something more of a moan, an adoring sigh, "I know, darling. Go on." Permission, of a sort. In another time, with his mind together, perhaps he'd prolong this, push the finish line further away, but here, now, all Nate can do is helplessly chase a high. And if his encouragement isn't enough, another bite should be, on the other side of Sunjata's neck this time.
Even if physically, he can't reach the same kind of peak, can't topple over, some part of him still sags, exhausted, and curls around Sunjata in every way he can, pulling away from the bite to press their cheeks together, an arm curling around the attuned's shoulders, another moving to rest against his hip.
searching high and low for life
a paradise, a light in your eyes
a paradise, a light in your eyes
