cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

Having to stop himself from articulating some sort of protest, Remi instead takes the opportunity to drink in the hunter in the brief seconds that they part. There's no denying that Ronin is handsome, but stripped away of his shirt the wendigo has no doubt that he's been thought of as so much more by an unknown number of eyes. Pleased to now be among them, it's with reluctance that Remi leans and shifts as well; staring at Ronin is far preferable to removing his own shirt, especially considering the state his own body is in.

Ronin has of course seen the wendigo naked on any number of occasions given how frequently Remi would shift without first stripping down. Still, he can only assume that if he was suddenly looking at the hunter with fresh eyes, that Ronin was likely doing the same. Unlike the comparatively neat scars on Ronin's body, Remi's skin was some horrific patchwork. His body healed fast, yes, but in so doing bits of skin and muscle would often fuse together in ways a normal rate of healing would probably prevent.

Adjusting one of his legs to loosely curl over the back of Ronin's knee, Remi's hips rise inadvertently in the same motion as his tongue. The friction between them had a choked-off moan shivering past the wendigo's lips which he chased quickly with another dose of Ronin's mouth.

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!