// 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 //
He makes room for her, inviting her in, appreciating her delicate ness as he captures his breath again, hands running along her skin once she’s settled. Her voice is another thing that keeps him slightly on that edge, the saccharinity that settles within it. “Not quite.” He assures her, leaning his horned head in to press a kiss to her jaw, along her cheek, to run his hands along her sides to reacquaint himself with her. He pulls away just enough to let his gaze scan over her face, the edge of a smirk lying therein.
“Not until I get to tear you apart too.” He rumbles through the rise and fall of his tattooed and scarred chest, pulling her in against him just a bit more — hands growing perhaps a bit possessive in the way they clutch to her to keep her near. He’s still sensitive, though, hoping that some idle chatter and keeping her tense just enough might spark his second bout, just as it had with Nate in that Ascended room in the Grounds. So for now, it’s idle and fleeting touches, scanning her face for the reaction to his quiet vow, a playful gleam in his eye to ward away the shadows.
“Not until I get to tear you apart too.” He rumbles through the rise and fall of his tattooed and scarred chest, pulling her in against him just a bit more — hands growing perhaps a bit possessive in the way they clutch to her to keep her near. He’s still sensitive, though, hoping that some idle chatter and keeping her tense just enough might spark his second bout, just as it had with Nate in that Ascended room in the Grounds. So for now, it’s idle and fleeting touches, scanning her face for the reaction to his quiet vow, a playful gleam in his eye to ward away the shadows.
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.
