REMI
"Well if not your hair, what did you have in mind, then? Kneading dough for bread, maybe?" Remi wonders, his fingers pulsing against the Knight as if to remind him of their desperate need for enrichment.
"Listen to you," Remi hums, leaning his head against Ronin's as his fingers continue to seek out points of tension in his husband's shoulders and neck. "So wise in the way of commerce." The words are teasing but also genuine; there were gods knew how many insights the Knight offered up so frequently that Remi often forgot to appreciate his husband's cleverness.
Moaning softly as Ronin's fingers work their way up his back, Remi's muscles shiver in response. He can feel himself relaxing down even further against his husband in a way he hadn't thought was possible, but apparently there were still parts of his body that were refusing to yield to the warmth of the water.
Wanting to roll his eyes at how easily Ronin was able to spin even the sourest of Remi's moods into something positive, the Bastion tightens his grip against the muscles of his husband's neck before immediately letting his fingertips pulse like raindrops against his skin. "Only if I get to be the hard knock."
"Listen to you," Remi hums, leaning his head against Ronin's as his fingers continue to seek out points of tension in his husband's shoulders and neck. "So wise in the way of commerce." The words are teasing but also genuine; there were gods knew how many insights the Knight offered up so frequently that Remi often forgot to appreciate his husband's cleverness.
Moaning softly as Ronin's fingers work their way up his back, Remi's muscles shiver in response. He can feel himself relaxing down even further against his husband in a way he hadn't thought was possible, but apparently there were still parts of his body that were refusing to yield to the warmth of the water.
Wanting to roll his eyes at how easily Ronin was able to spin even the sourest of Remi's moods into something positive, the Bastion tightens his grip against the muscles of his husband's neck before immediately letting his fingertips pulse like raindrops against his skin. "Only if I get to be the hard knock."
If you were church, I'd get on my knees
Confess my love, I'd know where to be
Confess my love, I'd know where to be
Code stolen from Queen Sky
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.
