- NATE -
Got my own monster
Nobody but me
Nobody but me
It's fun to be able to slip into a joke, to have Sunjata play along with him. "Well I know you're a busy man, with a big important job now." Nate reaches up to bop a finger against the attuneds nose playfully before he continues. "I am worth whatever time I take up though." A wink then, his own, more human tongue sticking out at the attuned in response. It doesn't quite feel like it has the same effect, much to his disappointment.
There's no answer to his question, no translation given, Nate left in the dark. A low whine leaves him, though he's easily placated by the expanse of skin under his lips, whats offered up as Sunjata tilts his head back. The first brush of his teeth brings words, and Nate has to force himself to pause, to listen. And he is glad he does. It makes something impossible in his chest thump, something in his hands tremble with the urge to splay more completely over the attuned's body. "I like it." Nate offers softly, a similar weight in his voice, a tremble that isn't quite that.
Again, he moves to follow Sunjata, to let himself be tugged in close. There is only a moment of resistance, when Nate shifts to straddle the attuneds hips, the space where man and whale meld together, and leans in so they are pressed against each other as flush as they can be. His lips move to seek out a proper kiss, before returning to the spot against the other man's neck. There's no more teasing though, teeth sinking in quickly, easily, and settling for a moment. Nate only needs a taste to use the shifts, but there's no reason to rush through some fun.
There's no answer to his question, no translation given, Nate left in the dark. A low whine leaves him, though he's easily placated by the expanse of skin under his lips, whats offered up as Sunjata tilts his head back. The first brush of his teeth brings words, and Nate has to force himself to pause, to listen. And he is glad he does. It makes something impossible in his chest thump, something in his hands tremble with the urge to splay more completely over the attuned's body. "I like it." Nate offers softly, a similar weight in his voice, a tremble that isn't quite that.
Again, he moves to follow Sunjata, to let himself be tugged in close. There is only a moment of resistance, when Nate shifts to straddle the attuneds hips, the space where man and whale meld together, and leans in so they are pressed against each other as flush as they can be. His lips move to seek out a proper kiss, before returning to the spot against the other man's neck. There's no more teasing though, teeth sinking in quickly, easily, and settling for a moment. Nate only needs a taste to use the shifts, but there's no reason to rush through some fun.
I would never call him enemy
He's the bad god I need
He's the bad god I need
