oh, i've been low, but damnit i bet it don't show // it was heaven a moment ago
Sunjata peers at his husband, finding him halfway there and halfway not, and there’s a distraction that sits within it that has him wishing he could take it away just as much as Nate wished he could take Sunjata’s pain over finding the lantern away. But it’s a strange impasse – the two of them so good at setting things aside, burying them under rugs and hidden away in shadows, only to show when one of them blew, that it’s a conversation he can’t have. And he knows it’s a conversation Nate can’t have.
And all he can do is simply try to soothe it with his hands, the only way he knows how, just as Nate does the same for him. His wings shroud in, blocking out the light from the last dredges of the sun as it sets, and Sunjata’s arms drape over his husband’s shoulders, suddenly spying the brief flickering of what looks like lightning from where his arms rest. It has him cocking his head, his curiosity outweighing the rest of everything. He nearly forgets he’s been speaking of Aurelia with the way his gaze snaps up to meet Nate’s face again, right when the demigod cups his cheek.
Tea, maybe in a little bit? He asks quietly, still distracted, making absolutely no move to stand or remove himself from where he is. Instead, his arms pull away from where he’s looped them around Nate’s shoulders to run his fingers in a line along the top of his shoulder, one that trails back up to his cheek, watching the sparking bits of light shoot out and remain a few seconds after he’s moved.
So of course, this becomes the best of all other distractions as his gaze dances between Nate’s skin and his face. This is new… He hums, pressing his hand to Nate’s neck, pulling it away to see his handprint begin to fade, before both his hands rise to cup Nate’s jaw, watching the sparks linger beneath them, bright and glowing. It's like a... Uh, plasma lamp. That's at least what they called them in Korofi. But then, as he still experiments, a thought occurs. He surges forward suddenly, surprising even himself, as he aims to press a kiss to Nate’s lips, pulling away quickly to see if it will react the same.
And all he can do is simply try to soothe it with his hands, the only way he knows how, just as Nate does the same for him. His wings shroud in, blocking out the light from the last dredges of the sun as it sets, and Sunjata’s arms drape over his husband’s shoulders, suddenly spying the brief flickering of what looks like lightning from where his arms rest. It has him cocking his head, his curiosity outweighing the rest of everything. He nearly forgets he’s been speaking of Aurelia with the way his gaze snaps up to meet Nate’s face again, right when the demigod cups his cheek.
Tea, maybe in a little bit? He asks quietly, still distracted, making absolutely no move to stand or remove himself from where he is. Instead, his arms pull away from where he’s looped them around Nate’s shoulders to run his fingers in a line along the top of his shoulder, one that trails back up to his cheek, watching the sparking bits of light shoot out and remain a few seconds after he’s moved.
So of course, this becomes the best of all other distractions as his gaze dances between Nate’s skin and his face. This is new… He hums, pressing his hand to Nate’s neck, pulling it away to see his handprint begin to fade, before both his hands rise to cup Nate’s jaw, watching the sparks linger beneath them, bright and glowing. It's like a... Uh, plasma lamp. That's at least what they called them in Korofi. But then, as he still experiments, a thought occurs. He surges forward suddenly, surprising even himself, as he aims to press a kiss to Nate’s lips, pulling away quickly to see if it will react the same.
i had it, almost // we had it almost
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.
