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Sunjata Wrenzaok
the Flood
Archon of King's End

Age: 34 | Height: 6'5 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
Level: 15 - Strg: 76 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 75 - Luck: 79 - Int: 3
PETRONELLA - Mythical - Sea Panther
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MP: 2712
#29
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we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different
Locke’s overload of sensations only spur Sunjata’s on – the bond like a fleeting thing that he shoves back at, throwing it hard like a wave back at Nate as the Ascended pushes it toward him too. It’s a strange little replay, rinse and repeat, the feeling electrifying and swelling down the bond in waves that Sunjata’s suddenly clinging to as much as he clings to the amount of hands that are suddenly around – one of Nate’s dancing between the joint and each Attuned’s skin, while Locke’s one hand curls at his chest and the other palms him over his pants, drawing a low growl of a sound from him – not in warning, but in appreciation.

Nate’s hands move quickly, though, his pants unzipped, sticking around his hips as they’re guided back toward the bed like a herd (which he supposes they kind of are). His hands search for Locke’s one to slip his thumb into his pants pocket, to tug him closer while the other seems glued to Nate, the Attuned sucking in a sharp breath as his steel gaze starts to darken with lust and desire. Wherever you want me, hartlam. He purrs breathlessly back – because this isn’t really for him so much as it was for Nate – and Sunjata wanted to ensure that Nate got the most out of it.

He doesn’t even care that Locke can hear what he says, too, willing to be put wherever and do whatever, so long as it was what Nate and/or Locke wanted. So he takes the moment to move, to get the rest of his clothes off, and to tug Locke closer to thread his fingers through the shorter crop of hair. “Unless… Our guest has any ideas?” He asks a bit belatedly, the steel of his gaze scanning over Locke’s face before he slips into the space Nate had just occupied, deciding to say fuck it and claims the other Attuned’s lips with his own.
but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
No permission needed for power play!
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.


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