right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
She shudders and she breathes his name and Sunjata’s heart thunders a bit harder this time, shivering under the kiss pressed to his neck and the scrape of teeth – his head tilting a fraction despite himself as she grows more and more needy, more desperate against him. Her gaze is heated as it meets his and he knows that she’s chipping away at him, that this isn’t at all what he’d intended when he’d arrived on her door. But the alcohol swims in his system and he’d opened up enough to offer her a hug as she fell apart, and now? Now evidently he’s here to patch her up for a night.
Her fingers tighten in his hair and she whispers her answer back and Sunjata swallows hard, watching the way she doesn’t close the space between them. Is this a mistake? Probably, but she’s chipped away at him and he’s struggling trying to find reason within himself to leave without hurting her in the process. So he takes a deep breath, readjusting his legs a bit beneath her, almost as if he’s relieving pressure she’s caused there.
“I have some requirements first.” He murmurs, gaze dancing between her lips and her jade gaze. “Alright?”
Her fingers tighten in his hair and she whispers her answer back and Sunjata swallows hard, watching the way she doesn’t close the space between them. Is this a mistake? Probably, but she’s chipped away at him and he’s struggling trying to find reason within himself to leave without hurting her in the process. So he takes a deep breath, readjusting his legs a bit beneath her, almost as if he’s relieving pressure she’s caused there.
“I have some requirements first.” He murmurs, gaze dancing between her lips and her jade gaze. “Alright?”
you're not who you were, but you can't let it go
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
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.
