I'm almost me again

i kept falling over, i kept looking backward

Well, now you've done it. No, you're not going to be dunked under the water Ronin (yet), but maybe you're going to wish you were.

Hmming against the Knight's cheek to the tune of you fucked up, Remi's tentacles slide them back slowly in the direction they had come. You know, where the mist was far thinner and where the lull of conversation from the others in the springs was louder.

"A two or three? That's good. I'd say at this level you're very stealthy." Indeed to anyone watching, because as the mist began to thin the silhouettes of others was becoming easier to pick out, Ronin looked as though he was simply relaxing against his husband's shoulder.

Slowly Remi's hand made its way up his husband's thigh, taking the long way across his stomach and sides before descending again and casually untying the drawstrings of his husband's swimming shorts. Pressing a casual kiss against the Knight's cheek, he let his fingertips slip beneath the fabric and glide forward until the entirety of his palm was covering his husband's length.

i went broke believing that the simple should be hard

Table inspo from kae!