there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
The pop! alone has Ronin tittering like a teenager, and even if he's forgotten his gloves and his knees are already wet from kneeling and scuttling around in the snow, he's clearly enjoying himself already. "I can absolutely imagine, but I wish I could see it," he says, sighing as if it's some travesty that they can no longer properly spoop around their old home.
Gasping and looking up to realise that he's apparently not pleasuring his husband with the snow penis thus far, Ronin puts his hands on his hips and nods down at it. "I think we should model it on both yours and mine put together," he informs him. "Which means I'll need you help, not just your supervision. Now get in here."
Gasping and looking up to realise that he's apparently not pleasuring his husband with the snow penis thus far, Ronin puts his hands on his hips and nods down at it. "I think we should model it on both yours and mine put together," he informs him. "Which means I'll need you help, not just your supervision. Now get in here."
RONIN
