NATE
i would do anything for you to love me,
like i'm an american hero, baby
like i'm an american hero, baby
“Not us.” Nate brags warmly, all of him utterly sincere smiles and joy again. He just can’t maintain sharpness for long with Sunjata. Nate wants to give him the world. Wants to give him everything he wants. It’s how they can move past the thorns and hurt so easily, every painful decision coming from the best intentions.
As soon as the wings close around them, Nate registering the slightly deeper darkness immediately. He doesn’t mean to ruin it immediately, but he can’t resist the urge to summon flickering hands and drag the along the thin membranes of Sunjata’s wings, illuminating just them in the little, private place. A low purr rumbles in Nate’s throat against Sunjata’s ministrations, satisfaction shivering through him. “Maybe you should–”
The suggestion is lost in the creak of the bedroom door opening, the patter of small feet and smaller voices shushing each other.
As soon as the wings close around them, Nate registering the slightly deeper darkness immediately. He doesn’t mean to ruin it immediately, but he can’t resist the urge to summon flickering hands and drag the along the thin membranes of Sunjata’s wings, illuminating just them in the little, private place. A low purr rumbles in Nate’s throat against Sunjata’s ministrations, satisfaction shivering through him. “Maybe you should–”
The suggestion is lost in the creak of the bedroom door opening, the patter of small feet and smaller voices shushing each other.
star-spangled in my manner, shaking
every man's hand in the presidential manor, you see
every man's hand in the presidential manor, you see
