SUNJATA
angel loves to keep me spinning, much too high to see
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
that all these chains have started thinning & hell is breaking free
“No.” Sunjata murmurs with a soft laugh, one that flushes him further as he thinks on it. “In the spirit of honesty, though, I did fuck Frey but only to lower the requirements on the quest for the gift.” He nearly mutters it at the end, making the point of his words with the little prod he gives Nate’s back in the form of his blunt fingers – no claws to rake across the deadened sensed skin anymore, but he tries his best. “I didn’t agree to any surprise children.” He assures Nate, pulling away to slip his shirt off and give him a full look, reaching out to keep a hand on Nate simply for the touch.
He remains still, his steel gaze focused intensely on the bright blue of Nate’s as the Ascended takes in the raised skin, the irritated space where the tattoos had once been but no longer remain. He doesn’t even realize he’s holding his breath until his pulse thunders in his ears and he huffs out a quiet sigh of sound at the reaction he receives. It’s so much better than he could have imagined, and the relief is evident in the way his shoulders relax, like the weight has been lifted.
There’s a small awkward flare, a small crooked smile that crosses his face as the cool hands of Nate cover the irritated skin and he melts with it. “Uh… About keeping you safe during the war, too. Whisking us away somewhere where we don’t have to fight…” He murmurs quietly, leaning in to catch a chaste kiss as if it might take the surprise away, the realization it might be a hard sell at the very least, before he finally notices the lump skittering around Nate’s shoulders.
He withdraws with a raise of his brow, staring at the space he’s sure he’d seen something just move. “What’s your news?” He asks, imagining that it likely has something to do with whatever that is.
He remains still, his steel gaze focused intensely on the bright blue of Nate’s as the Ascended takes in the raised skin, the irritated space where the tattoos had once been but no longer remain. He doesn’t even realize he’s holding his breath until his pulse thunders in his ears and he huffs out a quiet sigh of sound at the reaction he receives. It’s so much better than he could have imagined, and the relief is evident in the way his shoulders relax, like the weight has been lifted.
There’s a small awkward flare, a small crooked smile that crosses his face as the cool hands of Nate cover the irritated skin and he melts with it. “Uh… About keeping you safe during the war, too. Whisking us away somewhere where we don’t have to fight…” He murmurs quietly, leaning in to catch a chaste kiss as if it might take the surprise away, the realization it might be a hard sell at the very least, before he finally notices the lump skittering around Nate’s shoulders.
He withdraws with a raise of his brow, staring at the space he’s sure he’d seen something just move. “What’s your news?” He asks, imagining that it likely has something to do with whatever that is.
every choice, every lie, demons that he kept inside
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
angel now that i've stopped spinning, could you come clean?
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.
