I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes
Moaning something soft and indulgent into Remi's mouth as the Lullaby fits against him just so, Ronin surges forward with a breathless gasp, resisting the urge to nip hard at his husband's lower lip. Any act of passion that goes just a little too far could shove them into a territory that feels dangerous right now, he thinks; the kind of sex that might leave permanent scars or stop hearts or gods knew what else
And so although the feel of Remi all around him is as intoxicating now as it ever has been, the Huntsman is in no (visible) rush. Blunt and gentle fingers chase careful trails across the other man's skin, Ronin wondering how he'll even be able to keep this up (pun intended). All of this feels somehow more than, and the pleasure that goes racing up the back of his thighs with every thrust is all the more wild for its tenderness.
Gods, I want you, he mutters through the bond, despite having Remi and then some.
And so although the feel of Remi all around him is as intoxicating now as it ever has been, the Huntsman is in no (visible) rush. Blunt and gentle fingers chase careful trails across the other man's skin, Ronin wondering how he'll even be able to keep this up (pun intended). All of this feels somehow more than, and the pleasure that goes racing up the back of his thighs with every thrust is all the more wild for its tenderness.
Gods, I want you, he mutters through the bond, despite having Remi and then some.
RONIN
