Breathe in now, do what you can
Her hands press into the jut of his hips before one of them trails down to the button on his pants. The entire time, however, he watches her – perhaps a bit expectantly, waiting for her to make her move. He presses his hips up into her hand, giving her the permission she needs to take a little bit of the leash back, his steel gaze meeting her jade ones in a hazy, easy look. He offers his alternative, his head tilting slightly as he waits to see what she makes of it, each movement that she does with the button of his pants sends little sparks through him.
“I do.” He hums, his tone a bit breathier as he watches her. She concedes finally and Sunjata smirks, giving her hair a little tug as she unbuttons his pants and the relief from the tension is felt immediately. The zipper is pulled down and he watches her as her gaze darts to his lips, the edges of them tugging into a hint more of an amused look.
He sits up a bit more, or at least he aims to, until she’s moving upward along him, close enough to straddle his hips and he hums a soft breathy laugh. “Very good.” He purrs, shifting enough that he can wiggle out of his pants, his hands abandoning her for the moment so that he might be able to slip them down, his breath hitching as the cool air grazes across his skin, along the sensitive parts of his length when it's finally freed. He picks up his water magic again, sliding it along her skin, circling around her pierced nipples before he draws it away, down and down to her hips, swirling around her navel before he draws it from her skin into a pouch of water beside him that he cleans the sand from his fingers, before pushing his wet hands onto her skin, his hands radiating heat.
“I do.” He hums, his tone a bit breathier as he watches her. She concedes finally and Sunjata smirks, giving her hair a little tug as she unbuttons his pants and the relief from the tension is felt immediately. The zipper is pulled down and he watches her as her gaze darts to his lips, the edges of them tugging into a hint more of an amused look.
He sits up a bit more, or at least he aims to, until she’s moving upward along him, close enough to straddle his hips and he hums a soft breathy laugh. “Very good.” He purrs, shifting enough that he can wiggle out of his pants, his hands abandoning her for the moment so that he might be able to slip them down, his breath hitching as the cool air grazes across his skin, along the sensitive parts of his length when it's finally freed. He picks up his water magic again, sliding it along her skin, circling around her pierced nipples before he draws it away, down and down to her hips, swirling around her navel before he draws it from her skin into a pouch of water beside him that he cleans the sand from his fingers, before pushing his wet hands onto her skin, his hands radiating heat.
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.
