first off, you should know, that my light's on but i ain't home
She’s beautiful like this, he finds, with all abandon for everything else, wild and untamed on an edge that Sunjata doesn’t think he’s ever seen her. It only fuels him on, his own sounds and panting breaths leaving him between his words, and when their lips part and he speaks and their eyes meet again, Sunjata trembles under his own restraint.
She puts on a show, and his slit steel gaze greedily drinks her in, wings flaring just enough to support this new angle for her as his hands continue to help lift her as he thrusts a quick pace into her. And when her tether snaps? He feels her clench and tighten and he growls another sound of approval as warmth spreads through him too, pressing her hips down atop him, thrusting into her deep with it when his tether snaps and the wings jerk with the movement, his thighs trembling as he spills into her, sharp jagged moans leaving him as he does so.
But soon they relax, she slumps against him and his head tilts back, sweat coating his skin too as he draws his shifts back in except for the wings, ones that wrap around her where she rests against his chest, where his hands rise in smooth steady strokes along her skin, his heartbeat thundering on his ears as he, too, tries to swallow down sharp gulps of air.
She puts on a show, and his slit steel gaze greedily drinks her in, wings flaring just enough to support this new angle for her as his hands continue to help lift her as he thrusts a quick pace into her. And when her tether snaps? He feels her clench and tighten and he growls another sound of approval as warmth spreads through him too, pressing her hips down atop him, thrusting into her deep with it when his tether snaps and the wings jerk with the movement, his thighs trembling as he spills into her, sharp jagged moans leaving him as he does so.
But soon they relax, she slumps against him and his head tilts back, sweat coating his skin too as he draws his shifts back in except for the wings, ones that wrap around her where she rests against his chest, where his hands rise in smooth steady strokes along her skin, his heartbeat thundering on his ears as he, too, tries to swallow down sharp gulps of air.
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.
