[SE] a matter of strategy

and on to the glory at my right hand

Ronin wants to say that they are both heroes and they can both soar about during the war, it's just that they have slightly different ways of doing it; alas, his lips and tongue are very happily busy, and his words melt into little more than a soft moan. His arms slip around Remi's waist, grasping at his shirt as if trying to decide whether he wants to pull it over his head or simply rip it off his body, and his hips rock forward of their own accord.

"You are incredible," he mumbles against Remi's lips, managing to maintain enough self control to slide his hands down the Lullaby's sides instead. "And a menace," he adds, smirking. "All this time, and you still manage to derail me with one kiss. You sure you didn't secretly make a deal with Frey when I wasn't looking?"

ronin

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)