the bastion
Swear I'll start using my words
If I don't lose, how can I learn?
If I don't lose, how can I learn?
"We both do. According to Flora, at least." Indeed, their daughter had reminded each of them at every occasion how poorly they'd done in the Tournament. It was two against one. TWICE. And you lost. BOTH TIMES.
Intoxicated by the Knight as strongly as the first time they'd ever been together, as the pair part, Ronin will see a coral flush dancing up Remi's cheeks and across the bridge of his nose, before deepening around his dimples. "Where are the...what?" Having let his hands roam around to give his husband's ass an appreciable squeeze, Remi grins and nods over one shoulder. "I tried not to get too many. I wanted the colours to feel holistic overall." He explains with a shrug. It might have sounded pretentious or a poor man's way of saying "this was all I could afford", but given that both men had found painting rather enjoyable over the years, it was no surprise that Remi took their palette seriously, even if they were literally going to fuck around on their canvas.
In a basket, Ronin would see several shades of blue (one so dark it looked nearly black), a few of green, white, and a tube of yellow with real flakes of gold.
"I also brought some gin, fruit, cheese, and pastries."
Intoxicated by the Knight as strongly as the first time they'd ever been together, as the pair part, Ronin will see a coral flush dancing up Remi's cheeks and across the bridge of his nose, before deepening around his dimples. "Where are the...what?" Having let his hands roam around to give his husband's ass an appreciable squeeze, Remi grins and nods over one shoulder. "I tried not to get too many. I wanted the colours to feel holistic overall." He explains with a shrug. It might have sounded pretentious or a poor man's way of saying "this was all I could afford", but given that both men had found painting rather enjoyable over the years, it was no surprise that Remi took their palette seriously, even if they were literally going to fuck around on their canvas.
In a basket, Ronin would see several shades of blue (one so dark it looked nearly black), a few of green, white, and a tube of yellow with real flakes of gold.
"I also brought some gin, fruit, cheese, and pastries."
Can't heal unless your heart hurts
I'll try waiting my turn
I'll try waiting my turn
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.
