the lullaby
"A murder-suicide." Remi agrees, grinning humourlessly against Ronin's lips. "What better act of devotion." Gods but she really would enjoy that, he was sure. "For everything I feel about her, I do understand what it is to want all of you to myself." Remi whispers, unsure if his words would help or hurt, and mildly hating himself for finding common ground with Safrin.
Curling his fingers up the back of Ronin's neck to cradle his head against his shoulder, Remi sighed softly. Flooding their bond with thoughts of purple mountains and sex in snowbanks in worlds fashioned by their own imaginations, the Lullaby hugged the Nova all the closer for his admission.
"Would that really be so bad?" Ghosting his fingertips across Ronin's lower back, Remi tilted his head to press a kiss in the soft cleft behind his husband's ear. Ronin's powers were all but ineffective against the current threat, and gods, hadn't he been a hero for long enough? Was retirement truly such a taboo subject for the demigods? "You are not your abilities. You never have been." Likely that's what Safrin had always coveted most about Ronin; he'd shone with his own light before she'd found him, and would do so long after her as well.
Curling his fingers up the back of Ronin's neck to cradle his head against his shoulder, Remi sighed softly. Flooding their bond with thoughts of purple mountains and sex in snowbanks in worlds fashioned by their own imaginations, the Lullaby hugged the Nova all the closer for his admission.
"Would that really be so bad?" Ghosting his fingertips across Ronin's lower back, Remi tilted his head to press a kiss in the soft cleft behind his husband's ear. Ronin's powers were all but ineffective against the current threat, and gods, hadn't he been a hero for long enough? Was retirement truly such a taboo subject for the demigods? "You are not your abilities. You never have been." Likely that's what Safrin had always coveted most about Ronin; he'd shone with his own light before she'd found him, and would do so long after her as well.
You trace my lines, stirring my soul
shoot sparks at the heart of the world
& I watch it explode
shoot sparks at the heart of the world
& I watch it explode
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.
