SuNJATA
the flood
Her comment about kinkshaming meets a rumbles laugh, muffled as it presses into their kiss. He thinks for right now it doesn’t need to be weird at all, keeping in mind the fact that they’re out in the mud and cold and he might complain about it if it weren’t for the heat she stokes in his body, keeping any thoughts of the chill at bay.
She covers him, continues that easy stroking rhythm she’s picked, his body both tensing then relaxing as she starts to drift down. “I will.” He offers her, settling in, one hand shifting to tangle in her golden hair again, propped up on his other arms elbow, his gaze half lidded as he watches her take him.
It’s not quite as overwhelming as he thought it might be, though that’s likely because she’s already set him ablaze again. She sets to work after the hum that has him aching, unable to keep from the slight little rocking of his hips to help her, and as it starts to move along he can feel the pressure begin to build, his head tilting back as he hums breathy moans into the air. It isn’t until the pressures built up further and he can feel that tension within him that his fingers tighten in her hair, his voice thick and accented as he manages to stumble over the words to her. “M’close.”
She covers him, continues that easy stroking rhythm she’s picked, his body both tensing then relaxing as she starts to drift down. “I will.” He offers her, settling in, one hand shifting to tangle in her golden hair again, propped up on his other arms elbow, his gaze half lidded as he watches her take him.
It’s not quite as overwhelming as he thought it might be, though that’s likely because she’s already set him ablaze again. She sets to work after the hum that has him aching, unable to keep from the slight little rocking of his hips to help her, and as it starts to move along he can feel the pressure begin to build, his head tilting back as he hums breathy moans into the air. It isn’t until the pressures built up further and he can feel that tension within him that his fingers tighten in her hair, his voice thick and accented as he manages to stumble over the words to her. “M’close.”
love will save you, but it won't save me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
