RONIN
Hissing a curse against Remi's neck that's equal parts impatience and lust, the other man's refusal is both to be expected and just the right (wrong?) fuel to throw on a fire that's already blazing out of control. Usually the nip against the Lullaby's flesh would suck some blood to the surface and nothing more, but Ronin leaves an openly bleeding mark there this time as he draws back.
Hitching the other man up against his chest, the hand against Remi's hip swats away his own attempts to grasp his cock; at least with his husband tensing around him, the Nova has the sense to compromise despite wanting to take until there's nothing left. Gripping the hard length of his husband's arousal, Ronin works to bring them both towards the finish line, though as orgasms go, this one feels hard won.
Hitching the other man up against his chest, the hand against Remi's hip swats away his own attempts to grasp his cock; at least with his husband tensing around him, the Nova has the sense to compromise despite wanting to take until there's nothing left. Gripping the hard length of his husband's arousal, Ronin works to bring them both towards the finish line, though as orgasms go, this one feels hard won.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
