no one's coming to save you, swing that sword that you made
“Gods,” comes the breathy moan a split second after the growl is heard, the sense within it lost to him as his claws drag along for purchase against sharp shoulder blades. It’s been so long and Danta is relentless, all things that Sunjata decides quite immediately that he needs. The guilt is gone temporarily and all he can feel is the pressure rising within him, that string growing tauter and tauter with each snap of the Ancient’s hips.
Oh, and that’s when it starts to go for him – the teeth that dig into his neck, not an Ascended bite but enough to burn painfully, precisely as much as he wants it to, feeling the warmth of the blood that bubbles along his neck, dripping down into the hollow of his throat. He burns and burns and as Danta strokes his cock in as feverish of a rhythm as his hips make, Sunjata can’t help the breathy groan that punches out of him when he cums, making a hot mess between their bodies.
Oh, and that’s when it starts to go for him – the teeth that dig into his neck, not an Ascended bite but enough to burn painfully, precisely as much as he wants it to, feeling the warmth of the blood that bubbles along his neck, dripping down into the hollow of his throat. He burns and burns and as Danta strokes his cock in as feverish of a rhythm as his hips make, Sunjata can’t help the breathy groan that punches out of him when he cums, making a hot mess between their bodies.
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.
