[ the truth is, hunter would give sungki anything he wanted. Thus far, he feels like he has…but this makes him wonder if he’s not giving him everything he wants… he’ll have to talk with him about that later. *Communication is key.
the shiver is enough proof to make him wonder if…he should try and make some adjustments when it comes to certain things.
His fingers flex a little and he finds that he likes the way that feels from this end, too. And while Sungki doesn’t exactly broadcast all of those feelings, hunter tips his head at the…hint, the faintest hint that maybe…mm. Cute. They’re a little messed up, aren’t they?
The flames lick a little higher when his fae flutters around him and the sensation is mildly maddening , even if he’d wanted to be done, how could he? His body moves on its own, using the water around them to coax him into a comfort he’s still not really accustomed to.
As if I’d actually be capable of sharing you…
No. Maybe in the beginning when he was still unsure about what to do about his own connections - he might have been convinced it was fine. But now? No. He selfishly draws that clawed hand down along the others skin, leaving fine lines of blood all the way down until he’s more careful with the new (old?) anatomy. He does like this, by the way…Sungki is Sungki and while he has his preference, he would go down anytime he was given the opportunity.
You don’t share me like that, I won’t be sharing you. ]
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the shiver is enough proof to make him wonder if…he should try and make some adjustments when it comes to certain things.
His fingers flex a little and he finds that he likes the way that feels from this end, too. And while Sungki doesn’t exactly broadcast all of those feelings, hunter tips his head at the…hint, the faintest hint that maybe…mm. Cute. They’re a little messed up, aren’t they?
The flames lick a little higher when his fae flutters around him and the sensation is mildly maddening , even if he’d wanted to be done, how could he? His body moves on its own, using the water around them to coax him into a comfort he’s still not really accustomed to.
As if I’d actually be capable of sharing you…
No. Maybe in the beginning when he was still unsure about what to do about his own connections - he might have been convinced it was fine. But now? No. He selfishly draws that clawed hand down along the others skin, leaving fine lines of blood all the way down until he’s more careful with the new (old?) anatomy. He does like this, by the way…Sungki is Sungki and while he has his preference, he would go down anytime he was given the opportunity.
You don’t share me like that, I won’t be sharing you. ]