Breathe in now, do what you can
He drinks her in easily, bathed in the moonlight, distracting him in more ways than one. He sits up onto his knees, drawing her closer to him, smirking as she does indeed drift closer, her skin warm enough beneath his touch. He’s forced to look up at her like this but he doesn’t mind, because regardless of where their heads sit, Sunjata’s the one in control finally. His gaze only drops as the button is popped, watching as she starts to tug it down, and he offers hands that he’s rubbed the sand off of to loop into the belt loops of her pants as well, helping her tug them off.
He’s still shirtless, but his own pants remain, an issue that he intends to deal with later when she’s no longer wearing everything restrictive. “Is it that obvious?” He asks, a breathy purr as his gaze lifts to meet hers, his head cocking slightly as he runs his calloused hands along the outside of her thigh, lifting them up to brush his knuckles along the underside of the swell of her breasts, his eyes remaining on her. “It’s a shame I can’t tear all of this off like I used to.”
He’s still shirtless, but his own pants remain, an issue that he intends to deal with later when she’s no longer wearing everything restrictive. “Is it that obvious?” He asks, a breathy purr as his gaze lifts to meet hers, his head cocking slightly as he runs his calloused hands along the outside of her thigh, lifting them up to brush his knuckles along the underside of the swell of her breasts, his eyes remaining on her. “It’s a shame I can’t tear all of this off like I used to.”
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.
