NATE
It’s not necessarily relief that sags through Nate at Sunjata’s answer, but it’s not not that either. He makes a very deliberate choice to wade in the joy though, amusement flowing towards the attuned through their bond, along with other, experimental thoughts. How it feels for Nate when he presses his lips against the quick beat of Sunjata’s heart, how warm he always is under numb hands. The briefest tease of how he looks when he cums, before the ascended huffs out a laugh, and draws his thoughts away to calmer, cooler waters.
Though he doesn’t respond to the admission, save for a matching lopsided grin, Nate files the information away, makes sure to remember to speak a little louder, to bolster his voice with the rings connection when he can. ”Maybe you just add another hole, huh?”
Leaning into the act, Nate plays the part of the entranced patron, nodding along eagerly as Sunjata goes through the list. ”I think it really is just this.” There’s no small amount of joy in his voice, it’s nice to learn something painless, something silly. Saving the best for last, are we? This laugh is silent, his mouth otherwise occupied. Nate can’t quite bring himself to pull away from the kiss, though he knows it can’t be drawn out forever, knows eventually, Sunjata has to breathe. It still lasts as long as it possibly can, his arm tightening to hold the other man in place just a second longer, just one more second, one more.
Even when he does pull away, leaning back to shake the pan again, the only thing that has any chance of distracting him, it’s not for long. Nate’s lips return to kiss a warm line along Sunjata’s jaw, up to his ear. ”I’m so glad to be home.” The breath of words is soft, but close enough to be heard even without the hEAR, and punctuated with the barest tease of teeth against the attuned’s earlobe. I missed you. This admission comes easy, the second half much less so. More than I thought I would.
Though he doesn’t respond to the admission, save for a matching lopsided grin, Nate files the information away, makes sure to remember to speak a little louder, to bolster his voice with the rings connection when he can. ”Maybe you just add another hole, huh?”
Leaning into the act, Nate plays the part of the entranced patron, nodding along eagerly as Sunjata goes through the list. ”I think it really is just this.” There’s no small amount of joy in his voice, it’s nice to learn something painless, something silly. Saving the best for last, are we? This laugh is silent, his mouth otherwise occupied. Nate can’t quite bring himself to pull away from the kiss, though he knows it can’t be drawn out forever, knows eventually, Sunjata has to breathe. It still lasts as long as it possibly can, his arm tightening to hold the other man in place just a second longer, just one more second, one more.
Even when he does pull away, leaning back to shake the pan again, the only thing that has any chance of distracting him, it’s not for long. Nate’s lips return to kiss a warm line along Sunjata’s jaw, up to his ear. ”I’m so glad to be home.” The breath of words is soft, but close enough to be heard even without the hEAR, and punctuated with the barest tease of teeth against the attuned’s earlobe. I missed you. This admission comes easy, the second half much less so. More than I thought I would.
killed my old self
but the new me isn't much better
but the new me isn't much better
