and well, I can’t explain what happened to my faith
“Its… been a while since I was helped.” Jonah says softly, instead of his first thought, which is I wouldn’t have guessed that. The surprise still shows on his face though, rippling over the somewhat dazed look that had settled before it. “I’m not really… just touch me.”
Picking up on at least a few of the queues being left for him, Jonah draws his hands back and circles them around the demi-gods wrists, squeezing experimentally. He doesn’t waste any more time than that though, dragging Sunjata’s hands to his hips. Some long ignored hearth in his chest ignites, embers flicking and sparking and driving the other man’s hand into his waistband, a thumb flicking open the fastening on Jonah’s pants.
Picking up on at least a few of the queues being left for him, Jonah draws his hands back and circles them around the demi-gods wrists, squeezing experimentally. He doesn’t waste any more time than that though, dragging Sunjata’s hands to his hips. Some long ignored hearth in his chest ignites, embers flicking and sparking and driving the other man’s hand into his waistband, a thumb flicking open the fastening on Jonah’s pants.
JONAH
