I'm almost me again

i kept falling over, i kept looking backward

"Oh that's right, I forgot what a novice you are at this." Remi says with a smirk. "First rule, no teeth." He adds with a huff of quick laughter.

"Wait, so I'm meant to be keeping watch?" Lifting his eyebrows, Remi glances toward the mists and the people presumably hidden within and frowns. "How about I think up a good apology instead, because there's absolutely no way I'm going to stop you." Not even if it was their children who came swimming through.

"Hn—" The Bastion gasps, his eyelashes fluttering with the burst of sensation that the combination of Ronin's hand and mouth provides. "Gods that already feels so good." He mumbles in a tight voice. Not quite knowing what to do with his hands—once, so very long ago, that had gotten him into quite a bit of trouble with Isla—Remi at least is not so concerned with Ronin about doing the wrong thing such that his fingertips find their way into his husband's dark hair with ease. For the time being his touch is gentle and appreciative, not quite so stirred up by the Knight's ministrations yet to be forceful.

i went broke believing that the simple should be hard

Table inspo from kae!