Let's not get lost in the dark blue
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
But darling if we do, just find me and I'll find you
"If I can find inside as a manticore, we will not even need furs." Remi whispers back before realizing that though he could drape Ronin in his own feathers and fur, he'd not do so if it meant sacrificing his hands. "Then again.." Letting his fingertips splay over Ronin's lower back, the Lullaby gives his head a little shake before pressing his lips firmly against the Nova's once more. You are a wicked, wicked man. He thinks a trifle resentfully, though with appreciation as well; were it not for Ronin keeping them more or less on track, the pair would likely never get anything done.
Still, it's with a huff and a barrage of mental imagery meant to make getting on with their tasks more than a little hard, that Remi parts from the Nova and takes his sexual frustration out on the wood of their houseboat. Sanding and scraping until the hull is smooth, Remi begins cutting out the painting of the hull carefully at first, before writing, I have the hottest husband along the boat in bright red paint.
Still, it's with a huff and a barrage of mental imagery meant to make getting on with their tasks more than a little hard, that Remi parts from the Nova and takes his sexual frustration out on the wood of their houseboat. Sanding and scraping until the hull is smooth, Remi begins cutting out the painting of the hull carefully at first, before writing, I have the hottest husband along the boat in bright red paint.
the lullaby
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
