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Remi

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

To say that Remi cums hard is to put far too blunt a point on it. For someone who has not orgasmed without the use of cattle prods and synthesized chemicals in his veins, Remi cums the way someone on the verge of dying from dehydration might nearly drown themselves in the water they're given to drink. He cums the way someone starving will eat too much too quickly despite warnings to the contrary. He cums loudly and without a single thought in his entire mind save for the desperate need to ride out the crest of his orgasm as far as it will take him.

Through the white cosmos he feels like he's weightlessly floating through, Remi can feel warm tears spilling from the corners of his eyes from both euphoria and relief. Very slowly be becomes aware of his own breathing, of how utterly relaxed and exhausted he is, how quiet the whiskey in his system seems to be, and, as he shifts ever so slightly, remembers with a start that it's Ronin whose scruffy cheeks he can feel on his thighs.

Forcing his eyes open and looking down the length of himself, Remi can do little more than smile rather stupidly. "So I guess you are not such a terrible hooker after all."

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!