// dance me through the panic 'til i'm gathered safely in
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove //
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove //
Oh how he burns. It’s a different sort of ramp up from the teasing bites that Nate always sparks within him, drawn out a bit longer in the name of a game rather than Sunjata simply challenging Nate. And with Hotaru it’s a bit different as well, how she taunts him differently yet still just perfectly enough. The rhythm is set, Hotaru prepped and digging her nails into his hip, that tether snapping within him until he’s trembling and out of breath with a sore, hoarse throat.
He rides out the wave, giving Hotaru the space to do whatever she pleased, fingers loosening in her hair in favor for tender caresses along her temple, along her chin and her neck as he tries to recover quickly. But it’s hard when she looks the way she does, still unsatisfied, still awaiting in anticipation. His head tilts back to where the horns bump against the headboard, Sunjata reaching forward to pull her into his lap, to give her the attention and focus she deserves.
He rides out the wave, giving Hotaru the space to do whatever she pleased, fingers loosening in her hair in favor for tender caresses along her temple, along her chin and her neck as he tries to recover quickly. But it’s hard when she looks the way she does, still unsatisfied, still awaiting in anticipation. His head tilts back to where the horns bump against the headboard, Sunjata reaching forward to pull her into his lap, to give her the attention and focus she deserves.
dance me to the end of 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.
