hellos, goodbyes, a thousand midnights
lost in sleepless lullabies
lost in sleepless lullabies
“Hm.” Sunjata says abruptly short, as if frustrated by it. He isnt, but he can play the fool a little while longer as her hands trace the scars on his chest. “Impatient in some aspects, I’ll allow it.” As if he had a choice in being able to choose how people described him. If he had, his life may have been easier.
His hands slip from her thighs, trailing up her body to her shoulders, pushing with her with surprising ease as if she were lighter than a feather, hands trailing down her arms as he moves them up and away from his chest, pushing her back to where she can lay back against the bed and the pillows with him still between her legs, and he flashes her a playful smirk as he starts to pin her. “You still want to keep it a secret?” He asks in that deep, throaty, accented purr.
His hands slip from her thighs, trailing up her body to her shoulders, pushing with her with surprising ease as if she were lighter than a feather, hands trailing down her arms as he moves them up and away from his chest, pushing her back to where she can lay back against the bed and the pillows with him still between her legs, and he flashes her a playful smirk as he starts to pin her. “You still want to keep it a secret?” He asks in that deep, throaty, accented purr.
the flood
heaven's dreaming thoughtless thoughts,
my friends, we know we'll be ghosts again
my friends, we know we'll be ghosts again
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.
