hellos, goodbyes, a thousand midnights
lost in sleepless lullabies
lost in sleepless lullabies
Her moans are easily devoured all the same as he fills her, a shiver racing down his spine, puffing out the feathers on his wings that are shortly smoothed out by the hands that tease along the inside of them. It causes that deep ache to grow, a slight gasp slipping from him as he readjusts to get better purchase on the bed and on her all the same, one hand moving to the outside of her thigh, pressing in perfectly into those previous marks left behind, adjusting her leg to give her exactly what she’s begging for.
Her breath heats the shell of his ear and Sunjata’s sure she could likely feel the feline smirk that blooms across his face despite the slight panting already from the teasing and the restraint. “Oh, you will.” He manages the purr, tense halfway through as he gets into a better position, splaying her leg enough that he can drive himself deep into her. He has no doubt that she’ll draw him up and over that edge, it’s just a matter of whether or not he can get her to crash over it first.
So he tries, desperately, relishing the feel of her aired in the groans that escape his throat, his pace picked at an almost relentless speed, driving into her as deep as she’ll allow.
Her breath heats the shell of his ear and Sunjata’s sure she could likely feel the feline smirk that blooms across his face despite the slight panting already from the teasing and the restraint. “Oh, you will.” He manages the purr, tense halfway through as he gets into a better position, splaying her leg enough that he can drive himself deep into her. He has no doubt that she’ll draw him up and over that edge, it’s just a matter of whether or not he can get her to crash over it first.
So he tries, desperately, relishing the feel of her aired in the groans that escape his throat, his pace picked at an almost relentless speed, driving into her as deep as she’ll allow.
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.
