i'd bring you further roses
Ianto was close. So close and in that moment Remi hated himself for comparing his coppery companion to anyone else (or at least to those he remembered). Ronin and Sam...it wasn't fair to do, but he could hardly help it, nor could he help the way the fox came out on top despite the odds stacked against him.
"Being with me..." Remi whispered, volume not needed as his nose gently brushed against the fox's in a gesture that was both sweet and full of unhappy restraint. "...has not worked out well for men in the past." This he said with his lips brushing against Ianto's as if the words were meant for his skin rather than his ears. Still not quite a kiss because just now Remi's restraint was shaky at best.
"Being with me..." Remi whispered, volume not needed as his nose gently brushed against the fox's in a gesture that was both sweet and full of unhappy restraint. "...has not worked out well for men in the past." This he said with his lips brushing against Ianto's as if the words were meant for his skin rather than his ears. Still not quite a kiss because just now Remi's restraint was shaky at best.
but it does you no good
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.
