all we are is skin & bone trained to get along
At the mention of Bastien's ascendancy Remi inhaled sharply despite himself. Of all people though, Remi had a complicated past when it came to the race, what with Isla and Sam, and so it was hard for the memories that their fangs had imprinted on him not to come racing to the surface. "Oh, I—" He murmured apologetically, but then Bastien was still speaking, and the next words out of his mouth were perhaps all the more surprising.
"Rexanna?" The alchemist repeated, lips pulling into a hesitant smile. "Ah, congratulations." Remi added, wondering if perhaps Bastien was here to request a wedding ring.
But then the surprises kept coming.
As Bastien gestured lower, mistakenly Remi's eyes followed and the alchemist found himself blushing as he looked back up, a crooked smile on his face despite the sudden heat in his cheeks. "Ah." He said, now fully understanding.
The mention of that little ginger thing and the following ways Bastien characterized that part of his relationship with Sam had Remi wincing, a hand drifting with embarrassment between his brows to press gently there. "It allowed for other things as well. Temperature. Pain. Other regular sensations." Remi added, as if trying to justify the notion that it was more than just for erections. That it was because he had loved Sam that he had done it.
"Payment is not the problem. What I created....the Voice took and changed. It was not merely my doing and at the time she did not seem pleased. She indicated that there could be serious consequences when it was applied to an ascended. There did not seem to be any with Sam, but I do not know if the same would be true a second time."
Rubbing distractedly at his collarbone, Remi's heart unhelpfully clenched in his chest. The so casual mention of his relationship with Sam catching him off-guard and making his heart pulse in painful sorts of ways.
"Rexanna?" The alchemist repeated, lips pulling into a hesitant smile. "Ah, congratulations." Remi added, wondering if perhaps Bastien was here to request a wedding ring.
But then the surprises kept coming.
As Bastien gestured lower, mistakenly Remi's eyes followed and the alchemist found himself blushing as he looked back up, a crooked smile on his face despite the sudden heat in his cheeks. "Ah." He said, now fully understanding.
The mention of that little ginger thing and the following ways Bastien characterized that part of his relationship with Sam had Remi wincing, a hand drifting with embarrassment between his brows to press gently there. "It allowed for other things as well. Temperature. Pain. Other regular sensations." Remi added, as if trying to justify the notion that it was more than just for erections. That it was because he had loved Sam that he had done it.
"Payment is not the problem. What I created....the Voice took and changed. It was not merely my doing and at the time she did not seem pleased. She indicated that there could be serious consequences when it was applied to an ascended. There did not seem to be any with Sam, but I do not know if the same would be true a second time."
Rubbing distractedly at his collarbone, Remi's heart unhelpfully clenched in his chest. The so casual mention of his relationship with Sam catching him off-guard and making his heart pulse in painful sorts of ways.
forever going with the flow, but you're friction
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
