Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"I don't remember signing anything to say my services were indefinite," Ronin snarks affectionately. "You better be careful, or hooker might become sex slave before too long." And he doesn't sound remotely upset by it, what a surprise. His laughter joins Remi's as they awkwardly navigate the (altogether too narrow) couch space, until they finally seem settled into something comfortable.
"Oh, of course. They're a plethora of resources," he assures the other man, almost sleepily following Remi's gaze downwards and raising an eyebrow as if wondering whether there's a problem. Only as he speaks does Ronin understand, though he responds by reaching out to gently guide Remi's lips back against his own. "I have no doubt you would," he murmurs softly into the kiss. "I just couldn't help myself. Maybe next time."
"Oh, of course. They're a plethora of resources," he assures the other man, almost sleepily following Remi's gaze downwards and raising an eyebrow as if wondering whether there's a problem. Only as he speaks does Ronin understand, though he responds by reaching out to gently guide Remi's lips back against his own. "I have no doubt you would," he murmurs softly into the kiss. "I just couldn't help myself. Maybe next time."
sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream
