first off, you should know, that my light's on but i ain't home
Our little secret, indeed. He manages to slide her shirt off, breaking the kiss as much as he doesn’t wish to, in order to discard the fabric. Her hands roam along him as well, over a damp shirt that she rugs at to remove and he has no problems allowing her that as well. All scars and tattoos on display, he hums in quiet content as she lifts her hips so he can slide her shorts off, running both hands along the insides of her thighs. She pulls him closer, spreading her legs wider, and Sunjata murmurs a quiet sound of content with the trek her teeth take, indeed growing harder with her actions.
At her comment, though, his smirk shifts to something feline and coy, before she’s capturing his lips again. He presses in against her briefly, before he’s pulling away again, trailing his kiss down the side of her neck, to her collarbone. “I have to wait until my research is done, remember?” He purrs against her skin, trailing his kisses lower toward her breast, his tongue shifting into that forked shape again to curl around the barbel he finds.
His hand trails up along the inside of her thigh again, up toward the apex, a taunting motion that’s nearly close enough for his knuckles to brush her before it descends along her thigh again in a gentle path.
At her comment, though, his smirk shifts to something feline and coy, before she’s capturing his lips again. He presses in against her briefly, before he’s pulling away again, trailing his kiss down the side of her neck, to her collarbone. “I have to wait until my research is done, remember?” He purrs against her skin, trailing his kisses lower toward her breast, his tongue shifting into that forked shape again to curl around the barbel he finds.
His hand trails up along the inside of her thigh again, up toward the apex, a taunting motion that’s nearly close enough for his knuckles to brush her before it descends along her thigh again in a gentle path.
up high, but i stay low
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.
