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Remi could keenly feel the strange mixture of warm skin that was slightly wet as Ronin moved next to him. Instinctively the alchemist glanced to the side, but of course there was nothing there. Not in his visual field anyways. Snorting a nod of agreement, Remi took a slow breath and held onto it for a moment, nodding emphatically that yes, it was definitely a tomorrow problem. "Maybe I will den up with Sugar and then you can have the bed all to yourself." Remi teased. "About those cuddles indeed." Remi echoed, feeling his way across the bed with wandering fingers until he brushed up against Ronin's hip, and then up the flat staircase of his ribs. "I suppose since it is your birthday and all, you'd like to be the little spoon?" Remi said, leaning up on one side and gazing somewhere around Ronin's shoulder. remi Come on skinny love just last the year Pour a little salt we were never here