These are the last blues we're ever gonna have
Remi's mouth instantly goes dry as Ronin remains close enough for him to feel the garnet-depths of the other man's lust wash over him. Nearly—and gods if Ronin hadn't had such a shit go of things lately Remi would have been so sorely tempted to drop the act then and there—Remi gives in, but instead he takes the moments that they are apart to breathe deeply and steady himself.
Looking at the soldier's hand, Remi raises his eyebrows innocently. "Well if you are looking for a wife I am sure it will not take you long, sadly..." Looking over his shoulder, the commoner shrugs at the empty alleyway.
Having taken pains earlier that day to shave just enough to appear youthful but not young, and to let his curls properly dry that they might appear as full as they once did, as Remi meets Ronin's gaze he hopes that it's with the right mixture of nervous excitement. Only, he's genuinely starting to feel the shivery pangs of adrenaline low in his stomach reminiscent of his days as a closeted gay. The pair had never met like this back in Northaven, but that didn't mean they might never have had things been even a little different.
"Only if you think you will find what you're looking for..." Remi answers, before reaching down and turning out his pockets. "Don't you?" The traveling tongue curls around the words as Remi raises a brow. "I have seen you, you know. Seen the polite way you escort your dates around town, lovely as those girls are. I have also seen you with your soldiers. The way you train. The way you really throw yourself into them. I mean, it."
Looking at the soldier's hand, Remi raises his eyebrows innocently. "Well if you are looking for a wife I am sure it will not take you long, sadly..." Looking over his shoulder, the commoner shrugs at the empty alleyway.
Having taken pains earlier that day to shave just enough to appear youthful but not young, and to let his curls properly dry that they might appear as full as they once did, as Remi meets Ronin's gaze he hopes that it's with the right mixture of nervous excitement. Only, he's genuinely starting to feel the shivery pangs of adrenaline low in his stomach reminiscent of his days as a closeted gay. The pair had never met like this back in Northaven, but that didn't mean they might never have had things been even a little different.
"Only if you think you will find what you're looking for..." Remi answers, before reaching down and turning out his pockets. "Don't you?" The traveling tongue curls around the words as Remi raises a brow. "I have seen you, you know. Seen the polite way you escort your dates around town, lovely as those girls are. I have also seen you with your soldiers. The way you train. The way you really throw yourself into them. I mean, it."
the glow of the cities below lead us back to the places that we never should have left
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
