just put down the bottle, don't listen to what you've consumed
A shrug is the only answer Nate can offer, his lips suddenly too occupied to offer anything, and the word gone from his mind when they part anyway. Sunjata’s laughter is too distracting, his own joke too distracting. ”When have I ever not made what you wanted?” He points out, fangs fully on display with how wide his grin is. Then Sunjata is pulling away, to where Nate can’t say, his eyes fully covered. It has been a busy month, but it seems like finally things are beginning to slow down, to offer them breathing room.
All it takes is little moments like this. A thoughtful unexpected gift, from the love of his life. Nate leans into the arm wrapped around him and presses a kiss to the attuned’s cheek, the corner of his mouth. ”Sunny, you know I’m not the type to hold a grudge.” He jokes back, squeezing his husband gently before letting him pull away to finish getting ready.
Taking advantage of Sunjata pulling away, Nate sets the box outside ring, ready to be carried home with them when they’re done. He settled back into his corner after that, patiently waiting for the other man to be ready, enjoying the show while he waits. It’s only when Sunjata steps fully into the ring that Nate settles into his own stance, eyes flicking up and down the other.
There’s a beat before Nate speaks, his grin growing more crooked. ”Ding ding, darling.” Is the bell enough of a universal that Sunjata will understand? Fuck if Nate knows, but he doesn’t let it stop him from stepping forward, his fist swinging out towards Sunjata’s chest.
All it takes is little moments like this. A thoughtful unexpected gift, from the love of his life. Nate leans into the arm wrapped around him and presses a kiss to the attuned’s cheek, the corner of his mouth. ”Sunny, you know I’m not the type to hold a grudge.” He jokes back, squeezing his husband gently before letting him pull away to finish getting ready.
Taking advantage of Sunjata pulling away, Nate sets the box outside ring, ready to be carried home with them when they’re done. He settled back into his corner after that, patiently waiting for the other man to be ready, enjoying the show while he waits. It’s only when Sunjata steps fully into the ring that Nate settles into his own stance, eyes flicking up and down the other.
There’s a beat before Nate speaks, his grin growing more crooked. ”Ding ding, darling.” Is the bell enough of a universal that Sunjata will understand? Fuck if Nate knows, but he doesn’t let it stop him from stepping forward, his fist swinging out towards Sunjata’s chest.
it's chaos, confusion, and wholly unworthy
of feeding and it's wholly untrue
NATE
