right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
She agrees to the favor, and in the end agrees to it all. Which is truthfully all Sunjata needs. She rocks her hips in response to his own readjustment, and his hands begin to move again, slowly untangling her arms from her camisole, until the fabric falls to the floor beside the couch. She nods, let’s put a shaky breath, and Sunjata guides her hands up along his chest, to the buttons of his shirt, his nose brushing against hers as he still refrains from kissing her right off the bat.
“Let’s distract you then, hm?” He purrs, running his hands along her sides, along her hips before rising to tug at her pants, fingers dipping into the waistband there as he so incredibly slowly begins to tug them down. He presses against her the second their lips meet, the flush growing along his neck and rising to his freckled cheeks, and Sunjata takes the moment of distraction to push up against her to settle better on the couch, so that his back is to the cushions and she can settle a bit easier in his lap.
He also takes the moment to lift her hips enough to continue to slide the pants off, until they’re joining the camisole at the side of the couch, his kiss a bit more devouring, all encompassing, giving her the distraction she seeks.
“Let’s distract you then, hm?” He purrs, running his hands along her sides, along her hips before rising to tug at her pants, fingers dipping into the waistband there as he so incredibly slowly begins to tug them down. He presses against her the second their lips meet, the flush growing along his neck and rising to his freckled cheeks, and Sunjata takes the moment of distraction to push up against her to settle better on the couch, so that his back is to the cushions and she can settle a bit easier in his lap.
He also takes the moment to lift her hips enough to continue to slide the pants off, until they’re joining the camisole at the side of the couch, his kiss a bit more devouring, all encompassing, giving her the distraction she seeks.
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.
