RONIN
the dark star
"After this, if we're still in one piece, maybe I'll swallow you and you can find out for real," Ronin says, his voice half a growl and his grin more a baring of teeth than anything else, and if there's a shiver of dragonscale across his bare shoulders for a second, so be it. "Mm, I like my odds--" he begins, only for Remi to completely disprove him by nearly caving in his fucking chest.
Ronin feels proud that he doesn't just explode from the force of it - indeed, he only actually skids back a few feed - but the wheeze that escapes him belies the fact that it absolutely hurt. More than the stone giant, if he admits it.
Still, trying to recover, the Huntsman dashes in with a sweep of his leg, only he absolutely isn't as close to his husband than he thinks he is, and almost topples on his face instead.
Ronin feels proud that he doesn't just explode from the force of it - indeed, he only actually skids back a few feed - but the wheeze that escapes him belies the fact that it absolutely hurt. More than the stone giant, if he admits it.
Still, trying to recover, the Huntsman dashes in with a sweep of his leg, only he absolutely isn't as close to his husband than he thinks he is, and almost topples on his face instead.
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
