RONIN
the darkstar
"As you should," Ronin croons, thoroughly enjoying the part he gets to play in pinning Remi down. They both know how strong the other man is, and they both know the predators that lurk beneath his skin; the difference, of course, is that now Remi isn't the only one hiding monsters. It means the thrill Ronin gets out of it is much different - more satisfying, somehow.
Raising his eyebrows back down at Remi, their lips lingering a mere breath away, and he lets a smile creep across his face. "Someone is feeling particularly charming tonight," he remarks, the words coming out in a rough purr as he leans in to close the distance between them again. Who gives a fuck about hopscotch and stars, honestly, when he's got his husband stretched beneath him?
Raising his eyebrows back down at Remi, their lips lingering a mere breath away, and he lets a smile creep across his face. "Someone is feeling particularly charming tonight," he remarks, the words coming out in a rough purr as he leans in to close the distance between them again. Who gives a fuck about hopscotch and stars, honestly, when he's got his husband stretched beneath him?
