you are terrifying and strange and beautiful
"Exactly" Ronin says, as if he's being very reasonable and logical here, and Remi is only just coming around to it. Taking another sip of wine and setting his cup aside in an echo of his husband's gesture, he playfully narrows his eyes at the other man as he catches him out (because of course the Huntsman is making all of this up on the fly).
"Shut up." He grins in response, leaning in to silence Remi with another kiss. Winding his arms back around him, Ronin turns and lays back on the blanket, drawing the other man atop him. "Now this is more like savouring it," he decides, smiling up at the blue, blue sky that acts as a backdrop to seaglass eyes, dimpled cheeks and a halo of curls.
"Shut up." He grins in response, leaning in to silence Remi with another kiss. Winding his arms back around him, Ronin turns and lays back on the blanket, drawing the other man atop him. "Now this is more like savouring it," he decides, smiling up at the blue, blue sky that acts as a backdrop to seaglass eyes, dimpled cheeks and a halo of curls.
The huntsman
