SUNJATA
the flood
i can still see your face looking back through the flames
and i search it, was it worth it?
and i search it, was it worth it?
He feels Nate’s shoulders slump beneath his touch, beneath his pressure. And Sunjata can’t help but feel some sort of accomplishment within him at this small victory. He feels Nate’s arm tighten, leaning a small amount to brush and nuzzle gently into the hand that cradles his head. But then his attention is on Nate entirely – explaining and expressing the truths with the beauty that he knows he’s capable of, but typically unable to say anything like it with any other circumstance.
As the words hit, he feels as though it’s relieved some sort of growing dam within him. And he listens so intently as Nate speaks – hanging on every word as his gaze continues to scan Nate’s face before remaining on the electric eye that watches him briefly before his lover’s attention shifts. He’s half tempted to mention that he doesn’t think it’s so bad – when you find that person that you want to spend forever with. But it also dies on his tongue when Nate’s raw voice reaches him and it’s worth every moment of tension he had bottled up within him.
His fingers move to stroke through the silky dark hair once more as he scans, almost as if he’s searching for something within Nate’s face when he isn’t. Just simply looking, enjoying, indulging himself. “I’d give anything to be the one to pick you up after.” He hums softly, leaning forward now to press a soft kiss to Nate’s nose before pulling away a hairs breath. “I love you, Nate. Scars and shitty pasts and all of that.” He exhales a soft breath, a wider smile breaking across his face, trying to invoke all of that love and joy he gets from being with Nate into the smile he gives, hoping it’s bright enough to get him to see just how much he means to him.
As the words hit, he feels as though it’s relieved some sort of growing dam within him. And he listens so intently as Nate speaks – hanging on every word as his gaze continues to scan Nate’s face before remaining on the electric eye that watches him briefly before his lover’s attention shifts. He’s half tempted to mention that he doesn’t think it’s so bad – when you find that person that you want to spend forever with. But it also dies on his tongue when Nate’s raw voice reaches him and it’s worth every moment of tension he had bottled up within him.
His fingers move to stroke through the silky dark hair once more as he scans, almost as if he’s searching for something within Nate’s face when he isn’t. Just simply looking, enjoying, indulging himself. “I’d give anything to be the one to pick you up after.” He hums softly, leaning forward now to press a soft kiss to Nate’s nose before pulling away a hairs breath. “I love you, Nate. Scars and shitty pasts and all of that.” He exhales a soft breath, a wider smile breaking across his face, trying to invoke all of that love and joy he gets from being with Nate into the smile he gives, hoping it’s bright enough to get him to see just how much he means to him.
no i don't mind the smoke, but your tears make me choke
are you okay? should i go away?
are you okay? should i go away?
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.
