wild in the silence; no way to make it right
"No." Remi confirms with a firm shake of his head; for all of Ronin's endless fussing to try and tug his attention toward the weed garland, the Bastion had eyes only for where the wine had darkened Ronin's lower lip.
Nearly dropping the glass as Ronin's lips pressed against his, the Bastion closed his eyes and hummed his appreciation for the mingling tastes of mulled wine and gay man. Pressing the Knight forward with his body if only so that his hand could fumble about for their table to set his glass upon, once done, Remi let his hands properly contour around his husband's waist.
"I think the gayest thing about you is how I know you are going to walk around with mistletoe in your pocket all season just in case." The words are mumbled against the Knight's lips as Remi smiles crookedly.
Nearly dropping the glass as Ronin's lips pressed against his, the Bastion closed his eyes and hummed his appreciation for the mingling tastes of mulled wine and gay man. Pressing the Knight forward with his body if only so that his hand could fumble about for their table to set his glass upon, once done, Remi let his hands properly contour around his husband's waist.
"I think the gayest thing about you is how I know you are going to walk around with mistletoe in your pocket all season just in case." The words are mumbled against the Knight's lips as Remi smiles crookedly.
THE BASTION
i’ve been chasin the storm of a lovesick lonely lie
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.
