Breathe in now, do what you can
Well he wouldn’t exactly say he’s very fancy, but he’s always been a bit modest in that regard. Using that part of himself when he needed to, but otherwise keeping it mostly tucked away aside from the pieces that he can’t fully hide. So he nods, conceding the point to her, when she bumps into his side. Her hip brushes by the outside of his thigh and his steel gaze dances to her with amusement, a playful roll of his eyes. “Ack, you’re demanding things now?” The accented rumble teases her.
“Oh, it hasn’t changed much.” Though he will say that a few things get a little less fun when you’re getting off with the god of sex. But that’s beside the point when her demeanor changes and he’s a bit slow to catch up, brows inching just a fraction together as she offers what she can, and Sunjata racks his brain over the implications it could spur. At the end of the day, though, sex was sex. It didn’t have to mean anything. “I see.” He hums. So Locke had left, and that left that pairing off the table. But given his recent encounter with Hotaru under much of the same circumstances, Sunjata allows himself to be a hint bold.
The elbow her arm is wrapped around tugs her against his side, the scarred eyebrow rising ever so slightly. “I could be the other party. It still counts.” He suggests, his voice shifting closer to a conspirators whisper. Besides, it isn’t like his body still feels like it’s thrumming from the Ascended bites earlier that he’d had to bite down, finding no relief with it given the direness of the situation. “Provided you don’t mind.” It was up to her, of course.
“Oh, it hasn’t changed much.” Though he will say that a few things get a little less fun when you’re getting off with the god of sex. But that’s beside the point when her demeanor changes and he’s a bit slow to catch up, brows inching just a fraction together as she offers what she can, and Sunjata racks his brain over the implications it could spur. At the end of the day, though, sex was sex. It didn’t have to mean anything. “I see.” He hums. So Locke had left, and that left that pairing off the table. But given his recent encounter with Hotaru under much of the same circumstances, Sunjata allows himself to be a hint bold.
The elbow her arm is wrapped around tugs her against his side, the scarred eyebrow rising ever so slightly. “I could be the other party. It still counts.” He suggests, his voice shifting closer to a conspirators whisper. Besides, it isn’t like his body still feels like it’s thrumming from the Ascended bites earlier that he’d had to bite down, finding no relief with it given the direness of the situation. “Provided you don’t mind.” It was up to her, of course.
the flood
And fuck the rest, you know it's all beside you now
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
