Ronin
welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
tell me your nightmares and fantasies
"You will," Ronin mumbles against Remi's lips, making it sound like a promise. Because it's not going to take three hours before either of them are up to the task again, and there's nothing apologetic in the way the hunter's hand sneaks down to grab the other man's ass, as if to encourage the roll of his hips however fruitless it might be at the moment.
Only breaking their kiss when breathing becomes paramount, Ronin is nonetheless greedy for more of Remi, and he paints breathless pictures with his lips along the column of the other man's throat. "Good. That's one thing figured out at least," he mumbles, arching his hips up against the wendigo's as if that might do a damn thing at all. "I want you too."
Only breaking their kiss when breathing becomes paramount, Ronin is nonetheless greedy for more of Remi, and he paints breathless pictures with his lips along the column of the other man's throat. "Good. That's one thing figured out at least," he mumbles, arching his hips up against the wendigo's as if that might do a damn thing at all. "I want you too."
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
