RONIN
"An anchor?" Ronin grins, brushing his nose against Remi's. "If only we hadn't given that huge bone to Mateo for his skyboat." They are both soaking wet and standing in a ruined houseboat, and so there's nothing about Ronin that begs to pin Remi against something and take his passion out on him (they would probably break the boat, honestly). But the passion is there in abundance, and it's enough to have him illuminating the place better than the streams of daylight.
"I like that idea too," he whispers, closing his eyes against a new assault of kisses from the Lullaby. "I love you. I love this - I didn't think something this simple could make me this happy. No fixed address, then. Just you, me, and the water." And a very filthy houseboat.
Snorting at the idea of useful magic, Ronin shakes his head. "I feel like I want to do this the old fashioned way. All of it. I want to work on this place until I feel tired, Remi. It's been so long since I felt tired, and I want to be able to climb into bed with you in here and sleep because I need it, not just because it's something to do."
"I like that idea too," he whispers, closing his eyes against a new assault of kisses from the Lullaby. "I love you. I love this - I didn't think something this simple could make me this happy. No fixed address, then. Just you, me, and the water." And a very filthy houseboat.
Snorting at the idea of useful magic, Ronin shakes his head. "I feel like I want to do this the old fashioned way. All of it. I want to work on this place until I feel tired, Remi. It's been so long since I felt tired, and I want to be able to climb into bed with you in here and sleep because I need it, not just because it's something to do."
one more wish for you
