RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
His fingers slip between Remi's to press hard into the wall of the tavern, Ronin forced to pay at least a small amount of attention to logistics like standing and breathing. "I'll remind you of this the next time I leave my boots out for you to trip over," he says, amusement rumbling through his tone. With lips that are much softer in the wake of their tryst and teeth that are no longer quite so jagged, Ronin carefully kisses the blood away from Remi's shoulder before he risks moving either one of them.
Huffing a soft breath against the other man's neck as he extracts himself, the Supernova hitches both of their pants back up, but doesn't bother fastening them - who cares, when sleep feels so close? "We've woken up in worse places," he points out, feeling confident enough on his feet at last to ease Remi back against his chest, his arms slipping around him properly. "Make the bed - at least we'll fall asleep comfortable."
Huffing a soft breath against the other man's neck as he extracts himself, the Supernova hitches both of their pants back up, but doesn't bother fastening them - who cares, when sleep feels so close? "We've woken up in worse places," he points out, feeling confident enough on his feet at last to ease Remi back against his chest, his arms slipping around him properly. "Make the bed - at least we'll fall asleep comfortable."
show me your darkness.
