no one's coming to save you, swing that sword that you made
His pants are discarded and before long, his shirt finds a pile beside him once he’s managed to shrug out of it completely. Distraction weighs heavily on him in the face of peering down at the Ancient, hovering above his cock, one that aches with how long it’s been since he’s done this.
And he gets no teasing touches or build up for the ride, just a greediness that has his length gripped and swallowed down in the matter of seconds, all shocking enough that Sunjata can’t keep the moan clenched behind his teeth. It breaks out of him, legs tensing, back and head finding the stone beneath him as his cock throbs hard. “Oh fuck—” He gasps, hips rolling up against Danta’s attentions.
And he gets no teasing touches or build up for the ride, just a greediness that has his length gripped and swallowed down in the matter of seconds, all shocking enough that Sunjata can’t keep the moan clenched behind his teeth. It breaks out of him, legs tensing, back and head finding the stone beneath him as his cock throbs hard. “Oh fuck—” He gasps, hips rolling up against Danta’s attentions.
the flood
with the pain that they gave you, like the pain is gonna save you
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.
