RONIN
the supernova
"Every single one of them is enough," Ronin objects softly, the words almost mumbled against Remi's lips. "So don't you ever stop saying it." Sealing the sentiment with a kiss that's practically chaste compared to their usual antics, Ronin feels a shiver try to chase along his side in the wake of the Lullaby's fingertips, and his back arches involuntarily against the other man.
This, of course, sends a plume of heat rippling low in his belly, and it's with a smile that wants to be pained that the Nova regards his husband. "I want you," he whispers, like it's an admission and not something altogether very obvious. "I want you slow. I want to savour you, like it's the first time."
This, of course, sends a plume of heat rippling low in his belly, and it's with a smile that wants to be pained that the Nova regards his husband. "I want you," he whispers, like it's an admission and not something altogether very obvious. "I want you slow. I want to savour you, like it's the first time."
i'll get over it
i just gotta be dramatic first
i just gotta be dramatic first
