// now knowing how to think, i scream aloud, begin to sink
my legs and arms are broken down with envy for the solid ground //
my legs and arms are broken down with envy for the solid ground //
Oh, Sunjata’s content either way. It’s his typical coping mechanism, it’s his little escapes of feeling the heavy weight of the world each passing second and each thundering heartbeat. He gets to forget, he gets to feel the electricity that thrums through him in moments like these. And it’s the electricity he tries not to chase too fast that he breaks before she does – its far more important for him.
But she seems to have other thoughts on her mind, each thrust trying to push her over the edge and keep himself from falling for a few seconds longer when he reaches up and she turns her head into his scarred arm – the tips of the fangs breaking skin has more of that lightning sparking, has more of his body both shuddering and trembling as he feels her dive over that edge.
He’s certainly hopeless to keep from it himself, arm half frozen to keep her fangs pressed in just a little bit longer when his tether snaps and he burns and thrives and rocks into her with reoccurring pulses of relief and release, breath heavy and panting, sweat glinting along his skin, chest heaving as he does tear his wrist away from her lips, fingers searching to press into each and every dip of her to ride it out, breathless curses leaving him with each passing second.
But she seems to have other thoughts on her mind, each thrust trying to push her over the edge and keep himself from falling for a few seconds longer when he reaches up and she turns her head into his scarred arm – the tips of the fangs breaking skin has more of that lightning sparking, has more of his body both shuddering and trembling as he feels her dive over that edge.
He’s certainly hopeless to keep from it himself, arm half frozen to keep her fangs pressed in just a little bit longer when his tether snaps and he burns and thrives and rocks into her with reoccurring pulses of relief and release, breath heavy and panting, sweat glinting along his skin, chest heaving as he does tear his wrist away from her lips, fingers searching to press into each and every dip of her to ride it out, breathless curses leaving him with each passing second.
// i'm reaching for the life within me, how can one man stop his ending?
i thought of just your face, relaxed, and floated into space //
i thought of just your face, relaxed, and floated into space //
SUNJATA
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.
