another place to shed my skin

in my darkness, you turned on a light

i hate the way you bring me back to life

I won’t say no to that. He rumbles through the bond, sparks of lust and love and heat through the electricity of the drugs coursing through him. But then Nate’s pulling away, a shudder slipping through the attuned with the pop, even as a whine leaves him with the prospect of what Nate had literally just said. But gods, he trembles every second, fingers clenching and twisting in dark raven curls with every pass of kisses and tongue along his cock.

A half lidded gaze spies the smirk, Sunjata sucking down a slight gasp as Nate readjusts him in such a way his hands quite find Nate’s hair or the back of his head anymore, and it elicits another whine to slip from his throat. The thrill has his hands moving, shifting to claws that drag along those powerful arms that keep him in place. And he’s acutely aware of the path Nate’s mouth takes, aching with it as he slips lower and those claws dig in a bit harder.

There’s a sensation of surprise that sparks through the bond, one that has Sunjata’s head tilting back, rumbling moans of approval leaving him in approval and aching need, back arching a fraction as his heels dig into Nate’s back, pressing him forward more as Sunjata desperately tries to grind against his husband’s tongue. Through the tinge of surprise, he trembles, he shudders and sends the quiet reverberation in a hoarse, thickly accented purr edged in a whine. More—

'cause i am haunted, i cannot tell a lie

i like you better when i am dead inside

SuNJATA