I'm almost me again

i kept falling over, i kept looking backward

Indeed, the Bastion pauses for a moment with his eyebrows narrowed furrowed in a quickly discarded effort to figure out which of them it might be. It probably was neither, not given the number of mistakes they made time and time again, but it didn't matter.

Grinning into the hot kisses Ronin left along his jaw, the press of which was instantly filled in by droplets of sweat as they beaded down from his curls, Remi tutted softly under his breath. "People are going to think you've nothing better to do than kiss me if you keep this up, husband." He whispers, his tone wicked and his pace precisely the same.

"Six? Is that all?" Teasing bright greens and golds flood their bond as Remi hums indulgently in Ronin's ear as if having just made a very difficult decision. "Well, I suppose we'd better speed things up if we're going to make any progress." At first, the pace of Remi's hand doesn't change, only his pressure does; increasing by degrees and using the palette of his husband's emotions for guidance, only once he knows that he hasn't strayed past the point of pleasurable does he allow the speed of his hand to increase.

i went broke believing that the simple should be hard

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