hellos, goodbyes, a thousand midnights
lost in sleepless lullabies
lost in sleepless lullabies
He’s extra intent on her when her moan slips from her lips, drawing that focus so easily. His wings drift, placing on either side of him in the bed for an added attempt at balancing when a thought occurs to him. “Atta girl.” He drawls, smirking as he releases her pinned wrists, only to spread them apart as she tries terribly to distract him, a soft huff slipping from him in her attempts.
He replaces both of his hands with the edges of his wings, the feathers pressing in against her wrists to keep them pinned apart and keep his hands free. Which helps to shift her dress up further, leaning down as if he might be aiming for a kiss to her lips when he immediately dives for the hollow of her throat, nipping a mark front and center.
He replaces both of his hands with the edges of his wings, the feathers pressing in against her wrists to keep them pinned apart and keep his hands free. Which helps to shift her dress up further, leaning down as if he might be aiming for a kiss to her lips when he immediately dives for the hollow of her throat, nipping a mark front and center.
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.
