// and i hear your ship is comin' in, your tears a sea for me to swim in
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
Nate surges forward as soon as Sunjata’s released his horns, teeth breaking the skin along his neck and sparking more of that electricity that has his body trembling, fingers fisted right into Nate’s clothes and skin, breathy moans leaving him as the tether snaps and he’s left with a thundering heartbeat, a mind simply numbed of everything, malleable as Nate tucks him in against his neck and he removes the partially shifted horns as to not stab his husband. Breath rakes hard against the Ascended’s throat, a soft kiss offered there before he’s tucking himself in a bit more, trying to grasp his sense of thoughts and mind. I love you too. He hums back, remaining in this embrace just long enough to compose himself again.
And then he’s pulling back, a fraction, to trail kisses along his husband’s sharp jaw, until he reaches the Ascended’s lips to offer a soft, tender, chaste kiss before pulling away. His hands rise again, moving to run along scales and horns again, soft and tender this time. Exploration as it were, before his hands drop just a bit to cup Nate’s face, to rub his thumbs along Nate’s jaw. “You are captivating, you know that?” He hums, a glint of warmth and happiness sparking in his steel gaze, in a space that has been shadowed for so long. His gaze dances along Nate’s dual toned eyes, to the scar, to the horns and scales that rise from the Ascended’s skin.
And then he’s pulling back, a fraction, to trail kisses along his husband’s sharp jaw, until he reaches the Ascended’s lips to offer a soft, tender, chaste kiss before pulling away. His hands rise again, moving to run along scales and horns again, soft and tender this time. Exploration as it were, before his hands drop just a bit to cup Nate’s face, to rub his thumbs along Nate’s jaw. “You are captivating, you know that?” He hums, a glint of warmth and happiness sparking in his steel gaze, in a space that has been shadowed for so long. His gaze dances along Nate’s dual toned eyes, to the scar, to the horns and scales that rise from the Ascended’s skin.
anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love
SUNJATA
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.
