Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
Left panting and breathless as Remi curls himself around him, not to mention deeply satisfied even without the hand around his cock, Ronin's hand reaches for the arm braced across his chest. "Wait--" he manages - barely, as of to give himself a chance to get accustomed to their new position. His fingers already feel as though they're buzzing with pins and needles, and gods but he hasn't been properly fucked in so long it's almost pointless trying to remember it.
Forcing a couple of breaths, the last of which hiccups out in a quiet laugh, Ronin lets himself relax fully against Remi, an act which draws another soft moan from his throat. "Fuck me," he demands only a few seconds later, and already his hips are rolling back against the other man, creating friction to urge him on.
Forcing a couple of breaths, the last of which hiccups out in a quiet laugh, Ronin lets himself relax fully against Remi, an act which draws another soft moan from his throat. "Fuck me," he demands only a few seconds later, and already his hips are rolling back against the other man, creating friction to urge him on.
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
