SUNJATA
the flood
i'm nothing more than a page unwritten
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
on the pavement, blowing in the wind
His demands are met again. The sharp bite at his neck hitching his breath, the hands running along skin and horn and feathers and wing only adding to the sharp growl of a hum that leaves him. He’s basically vibrating under the touch and attention. Jack pulls him closer and he half stumbles over Jack, to where one hand abandons him and splays out on the wood of the desk beside Jack’s head, the other focusing on getting him off.
It’s no surprise really with the rush of sensation that collapses around Sunjata that he feels that edge, feels the way Jack shifts just enough to drive that pleasure toward the wave within him, that he lowers his head back to Jack’s neck, biting and marking as he surges ever closer. And when it hits, it hits, a shuddering growl slipping from him as his arms tremble, as his body tries to recover while his mind lags behind, still moving on autopilot to get Jack to reach that edge too.
It’s no surprise really with the rush of sensation that collapses around Sunjata that he feels that edge, feels the way Jack shifts just enough to drive that pleasure toward the wave within him, that he lowers his head back to Jack’s neck, biting and marking as he surges ever closer. And when it hits, it hits, a shuddering growl slipping from him as his arms tremble, as his body tries to recover while his mind lags behind, still moving on autopilot to get Jack to reach that edge too.
you win a lot, and you lose
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
just a little bit more than you gained in the end
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
