even my darkness shines for you
"I would complain about it to you, very briefly, before deciding I didn't mind. Gotta get my steps in these days, you know," Ronin fires back with a bounce of his eyebrows, both his arms looping around his husband's waist as he leans against him. Glancing around at the screens as if seeing them for the very first time, he thinks a very well placed PRIVATE sign might have also been a good plan, but... well. If anyone looks, they'll soon understand it, if not necessarily regret it.
"Mm, I'm not so sure that's true--" the Knight begins, only to be thoroughly silenced by Remi's kiss. Surprised as always by the surge of love and desire that crashes through him - and their bond, coincidentally - as well as its intensity, Ronin pins the other man closer even as he forces his lips to part.
"We are," he agrees in a soft voice. "Torchline could use more art too, I would say. Where are the paints?"
"Mm, I'm not so sure that's true--" the Knight begins, only to be thoroughly silenced by Remi's kiss. Surprised as always by the surge of love and desire that crashes through him - and their bond, coincidentally - as well as its intensity, Ronin pins the other man closer even as he forces his lips to part.
"We are," he agrees in a soft voice. "Torchline could use more art too, I would say. Where are the paints?"
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