maybe i'll lie to you, maybe i'll play this role
maybe i'll act like my act is together
Gods does he try, with teeth aimed to pin and mark, he moves to her with a surprising amount of fervor, driving himself deep into her with a shuddering hiss and groan that leaves his lips, pressing against her as she pulls him closer. “Fuck.” He breathes as another shudder courses through him, as the cloud wall is made and he can feel the sturdiness of it beneath his wings. The wings withdraw, just enough to last support until her back is against it, pulling away as much as she’ll let him to drive himself back into her. Lust and desire blown pupils survey her when her hand finds a curved horn, gripping tight.
And honestly? He’d tell her everything in this moment. Even if those three words have always been difficult for him. He dives into the kiss, hunger and desire and need driving him into her wholly and entirely. I love you, Safrin. He sends through his attuned bond instead, not wanting to break it up and air the words aloud just yet. He’d tell her it as much as she wants to hear it. And now with her supported, his hands are free to roam, one finding and clutching her lower back, digging blunt nails into her skin while the other drags up her side, around the swell of a breast as it travels up, claws pressing and poking against her neck, his thumb pressed against her jaw as he cups her head and tangles his fingers into her hair. Gods, I love you.
And honestly? He’d tell her everything in this moment. Even if those three words have always been difficult for him. He dives into the kiss, hunger and desire and need driving him into her wholly and entirely. I love you, Safrin. He sends through his attuned bond instead, not wanting to break it up and air the words aloud just yet. He’d tell her it as much as she wants to hear it. And now with her supported, his hands are free to roam, one finding and clutching her lower back, digging blunt nails into her skin while the other drags up her side, around the swell of a breast as it travels up, claws pressing and poking against her neck, his thumb pressed against her jaw as he cups her head and tangles his fingers into her hair. Gods, I love you.
maybe i'll cope with life without hope
maybe i'll open the door and fall through the floor
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.
