Breathe in now, do what you can
It’s hazy and he isn’t sure how much time passes, but he does know that exhaustion seems to cling to his bones in every movement, especially with how he’s holding himself up to keep her resting against him. An arm wraps around her middle eventually as he can feel her lips against his pulse, his breath calming down now that everything has passed. “Exactly what was needed.” He rumbles toward her, his voice throaty and hoarse.
“Was it for you?” He asks, the thumb on the hand that rests on her back slowly draws in light circles, waiting for her answer and for him to find the will within himself to move, a feat that seems to become more and more difficult as the minutes tick on. He isn’t cold, thankfully, his body still quite the heater these days, but the sand has become far less comfortable than he had originally anticipated for. “Almost ready to clean up?”
“Was it for you?” He asks, the thumb on the hand that rests on her back slowly draws in light circles, waiting for her answer and for him to find the will within himself to move, a feat that seems to become more and more difficult as the minutes tick on. He isn’t cold, thankfully, his body still quite the heater these days, but the sand has become far less comfortable than he had originally anticipated for. “Almost ready to clean up?”
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.
