SUNJATA
at another place in time, you were infinitely mine
relatively alright, when berenstein was fine
relatively alright, when berenstein was fine
The nip of her own at his lip is a surprise to him, but it draws a low rumble of a growl from his throat as he picks her up and she straddles his waist. It’s a quick movement to get into the exam room, to shut the door and let her lock it as she presses her lips back to his. There’s a small smirk that presses back against her in the kiss, keeping her in his arms as she holds on and presses against him as he walks her over to the exam bed, on the way reaching into a drawer for stashed protection.
He sets her down on it, immediately invading her space again as he one hand lifts to glide along her neck, tugging at the shoulder straps of her dress before lowering to palm at her breast through the fabric, while the other slips around her searching for the ties that keep it all wrapped around her. “Something about a goddess.” His accented voice responds, husky and with a fair amount of need, evidenced by the flush that crosses his tattooed neck and the way his pants have begun to tent as he fills out.
Once the ties are undone, he works to try and slip her out of her dress, hands deftly moving along her smooth skin.
He sets her down on it, immediately invading her space again as he one hand lifts to glide along her neck, tugging at the shoulder straps of her dress before lowering to palm at her breast through the fabric, while the other slips around her searching for the ties that keep it all wrapped around her. “Something about a goddess.” His accented voice responds, husky and with a fair amount of need, evidenced by the flush that crosses his tattooed neck and the way his pants have begun to tent as he fills out.
Once the ties are undone, he works to try and slip her out of her dress, hands deftly moving along her smooth skin.
at another place in time, only parallel to mine
the universe was alright, when berenstein was fine
the universe was alright, when berenstein was fine
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.
