give me something to sing about

i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end

Though Remi's smile had grown roguishly crooked, now it softens considerably, as do the laugh lines around his eyes. 'They are.' He agrees; even had Ronin brought up the awkward Phoebe made a baby garden thing it would never be as awkward as well if we'd both just fuck Phoebe.. thing, from the days of old.

Letting his head tilt back slightly to encourage Ronin's kisses to wander down his jaw and throat, Remi marvels in the this of the moment. Of the ease with which the pair fit together, of how the want for one another has never once waned even after all their years together, and how he's just as stupidly and ridiculously in love with Ronin as he ever was.

Lifting his hips just enough for a pulse of tension to ricochet out from between them, Remi can't help the way the laugh that leaves his lips is one of exquisite agony. It has his toes clenching in his shoes as the fingers of his left hand twitch inadvertently across Ronin's skin as he tries to restrain himself from tearing both of their pants off. Breathless and tonguetied, the Lullaby can do little more than lift his head back off the ground to rather aimlessly press his lips against Ronin's.