// and i hear your ship is comin' in, your tears a sea for me to swim in
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
and i hear a storm is comin' in, my dear, is it all we've ever been? //
Worry continues to flare inside Sunjata, the uncertainty that comes with it. As much as he wants to believe Nate, there’s that nagging sense in the back of his mind over what Safrin had told him again and again. Could she control Nate just as easily as the starry goddess made it seem? He sighs against the kiss pressed to his hair, his arms slipping around Nate to tuck himself in close. And he struggles with what to say.
Nate freezes, however, and adoration coats the bond in a second skin that has the Attuned softening under the touch. I love you too. He replies instinctually, meaning every word of it. And I want to be with you when you go. And when Nate mentions that part of it is him being there, even with the way he’s dragged into Nate’s lap, able to actually peer at the electric blues of his husband’s gaze and the scar that bisects them, he still leans into the kiss as much as he can to let the feeling swarm and smother him.
I’ve met her… Once officially when you were sick. She… Wasn’t very warm to me. He frowns, thinking back to the sickness and her quiet frustration over their idea of bringing the water from Frey’s breath. He breaks the kiss and takes a deep inhale, pressing his forehead to Nate’s chin. I trust that she has your best interests in mind. I just… I’m worried about it. With me being so close to Safrin I’m wary about how she feels about me. About us. Despite how I’ve helped the Ascended where I can. He finally decides, lifting his head to scan Nate’s face, hoping he can understand.
Nate freezes, however, and adoration coats the bond in a second skin that has the Attuned softening under the touch. I love you too. He replies instinctually, meaning every word of it. And I want to be with you when you go. And when Nate mentions that part of it is him being there, even with the way he’s dragged into Nate’s lap, able to actually peer at the electric blues of his husband’s gaze and the scar that bisects them, he still leans into the kiss as much as he can to let the feeling swarm and smother him.
I’ve met her… Once officially when you were sick. She… Wasn’t very warm to me. He frowns, thinking back to the sickness and her quiet frustration over their idea of bringing the water from Frey’s breath. He breaks the kiss and takes a deep inhale, pressing his forehead to Nate’s chin. I trust that she has your best interests in mind. I just… I’m worried about it. With me being so close to Safrin I’m wary about how she feels about me. About us. Despite how I’ve helped the Ascended where I can. He finally decides, lifting his head to scan Nate’s face, hoping he can understand.
anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love. anchor up to me, love
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.
