even my darkness shines for you
"That sounds very much like a challenge, husband." A challenge to capsize said boat or to achieve what he'd like without going tumbling into the ocean? That remains unclear, but the mischief in Ronin's eyes says that he'll try it either way. Just as soon as he's done here, of course.
Painted lovingly in streaks of blue and fumbling around like a horny teenager is likely a collision of two images Remi doesn't expect, but that's what he gets, at least until the Knight is able to descend back upon his husband. At that point, the kiss he takes from the Bastion's lips is warm and slow and intentional, one arm braced over him while the other liberally applies lubrication to the both of them.
I know better than to test your patience, he purrs into Remi's mind - at least under these circumstances, anyway. Nevertheless, it's with frusratingly gentle hands that Ronin adjusts his husband's hips, and when he thrusts himself forward and eliminates all distance between them, it's with the other man's name on his lips and hands painting uneven streaks across the canvas beneath them.
Painted lovingly in streaks of blue and fumbling around like a horny teenager is likely a collision of two images Remi doesn't expect, but that's what he gets, at least until the Knight is able to descend back upon his husband. At that point, the kiss he takes from the Bastion's lips is warm and slow and intentional, one arm braced over him while the other liberally applies lubrication to the both of them.
I know better than to test your patience, he purrs into Remi's mind - at least under these circumstances, anyway. Nevertheless, it's with frusratingly gentle hands that Ronin adjusts his husband's hips, and when he thrusts himself forward and eliminates all distance between them, it's with the other man's name on his lips and hands painting uneven streaks across the canvas beneath them.
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WHITEKNIGHT
