RONIN
the darkstar
"It wouldn't surprise me. Between the dust and sand and river water, not to mention you, it's a wonder I could see anything else at all," Ronin agrees, sniffing and trying to get a hold of himself so he can at least lead Remi through all that he's got planned. "I considered it," he admits, slipping his fingers against his husband's hands so Remi can feel the fluttering nerves and warm burst of love (and undercurrent of lust obviously) for himself.
"I could never forget," he whispers, leaning in to press a soft and gentle kiss against the corner of Remi's mouth. "I just didn't want us to be bruised or exhausted for this." It's far too important. "Come on, there's more," he urges, turning to lead them back towards the nimbus.
"I could never forget," he whispers, leaning in to press a soft and gentle kiss against the corner of Remi's mouth. "I just didn't want us to be bruised or exhausted for this." It's far too important. "Come on, there's more," he urges, turning to lead them back towards the nimbus.
