SUNJATA
look who's digging their own grave
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
A hum of a laugh leaves him, agreement pouring through the way his lips press against cool skin, watching through his heavy lidded gaze as Nate’s skin sparks with light. He draws back up with the hands that drag along the leathery membrane of his wings, goosebumps rising on his skin. “Exactly.” He agrees softly, a glimmer crossing his gaze of love and adoration. “Maybe I should what?” He begins, ready to lean in again and nip at Nate’s collarbone as he hears the door creak open.
He immediately moves to press a soft kiss to his husband’s lips, before readjusting the clothes he is wearing, the blankets, wings rising as soon as the twins have reached the edge of the bed. “Boys, look!” His accented voice takes on a lighter tone, mystified and whimsical. He picks up Amadeus first, settling him into the bed before picking up Romeo as well, the wing moving to give them something to lean back against. “Look who’s awake! Did you both miss your papa?”
He immediately moves to press a soft kiss to his husband’s lips, before readjusting the clothes he is wearing, the blankets, wings rising as soon as the twins have reached the edge of the bed. “Boys, look!” His accented voice takes on a lighter tone, mystified and whimsical. He picks up Amadeus first, settling him into the bed before picking up Romeo as well, the wing moving to give them something to lean back against. “Look who’s awake! Did you both miss your papa?”
look who makes their own bed, lies right down within it
and what will you have left?
and what will you have left?
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.
