SUNJATA
the flood
anyway, you say you're too busy
saving everybody else to save yourself
saving everybody else to save yourself
Her fingers find his hair again, traveling through the curls and a soft sound emits from his throat, somewhat feline in nature — as if the panther form is showing through with the tender touches she gives him. But he listens to her words, pausing in the strokes on her ribs to consider what she says, a hum of amusement slipping from his throat. “Alright.” He hums before she's squeezing him, and commenting that he deserves it.
Somewhere deep down he severely doubts it, but he lifts his head to press a kiss to her collarbone, lifting his gaze to meet hers again with a quiet smile. “If you say so.” The reminder he’s not alone sparks some stirring within, but he stuffs it down to focus on her and the way she seems content to simply do something to make him happy.
“You often do nice things for me, Maea.” There's some seriousness within the smile he gives her, unsure of what more she could do. But he won’t argue with her.
Somewhere deep down he severely doubts it, but he lifts his head to press a kiss to her collarbone, lifting his gaze to meet hers again with a quiet smile. “If you say so.” The reminder he’s not alone sparks some stirring within, but he stuffs it down to focus on her and the way she seems content to simply do something to make him happy.
“You often do nice things for me, Maea.” There's some seriousness within the smile he gives her, unsure of what more she could do. But he won’t argue with her.
and you don't want no help, oh well
that's the story to tell
that's the story to tell
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.
