I will fight the end
Letting his eyes narrow somewhat at the commoner's tone, Ronin lifts his chin and stares him down, allowing the silence to say everything he won't; no need to dirty his tongue for someone like Remi after all. But gods if he doesn't have to swallow down the sudden hunger for the other man as he takes in the effort he's made to properly look like his Northaven counterpart, and Ronin is sure that in another life, perhaps, this might have actually taken place.
Granted, he'd ever been easygoing with regard to his proclivities at The Wall, even if not exactly open about them, so this might have gone somewhat differently. But where's the fun in it being easy?
"You really want that bloody nose, don't you?" He hisses instead, promptly invading the other man's space to strip away the cloak and turn to press him against the nearest wall. "I'll find it myself, then. You've only got yourself to blame for this." His hands are rougher than Remi is likely used to, for this man who is not currently his husband, but they are no less dexterous for it.
Granted, he'd ever been easygoing with regard to his proclivities at The Wall, even if not exactly open about them, so this might have gone somewhat differently. But where's the fun in it being easy?
"You really want that bloody nose, don't you?" He hisses instead, promptly invading the other man's space to strip away the cloak and turn to press him against the nearest wall. "I'll find it myself, then. You've only got yourself to blame for this." His hands are rougher than Remi is likely used to, for this man who is not currently his husband, but they are no less dexterous for it.
'til the end is here
