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

Raising his eyebrows and clearly not understanding at first, once he does the wendigo's smile turns crooked. "Mmm, more data, absolutely." He agrees with the sort of keenness one might expect of a horny teenage boy. "Well, if you are ever in the mood for disaster.." Remi says with a casual shrug. Just now, aroused and utterly intoxicated with Isla's presence, the wendigo was quite happy to trade several days of torture with Grimm to find himself like this with Isla.

Knowing how shaky he was apt to be, Remi reaches for one of Isla's hands and encourages her into a sitting position. Rising onto his knees and leaning against the bed, he slowly tugs her dress up and over, before discarding it with the rest of her clothes. Rather than trying to show off a skill he may or might not have, Remi wraps his arms around Isla, using both to unclasp the back of her bra before adding it to the floor.

Inhaling softly, his lips parted, the wendigo gazes at Isla with unfettered awe and appreciation. Aroused as he is, her beauty is far more captivating than any spark of lust in his belly, such that it's with careful hands that he presses his palms against her sides, fingertips fluttering as he maps her curves. "I don't need anything more than this." Remi whispers in a tight voice, tugging his green stare up from her body and to her face. He was a literal monster after all, and whatever Ronin did or didn't think about that, Remi wasn't going to assume that the doctor might not have some hangups about it.

"Just being like this.." He continues, cheeks flushed and eyes almost uncomprehending as he kisses her belly before moving reverently toward one of her breasts. "..it is more than I could have ever hoped for."

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!