even my darkness shines for you
"I'd argue with you, but at this point and with the number of tentacles that regularly invade our bed, I'd not be surprised if I wasn't sure myself these days." Grinning and stretching his arms above his head - definitely just to warm down his muscles and not at all to put a show on for his husband - he nonetheless watches Remi haul himself onto the deck with a warmth to his smile that likely matches the flush to the other man's cheeks.
"Hey, I was clothed," he objects, waving a hand to the discarded (and soaking wet) pants he'd been wearing down at the Spiral Marketplace. "But there's nothing like drying off with nothing in the way, no?" Sweetly, but firmly, his hand snatches out to grasp Remi's wandering fingers, raising them so he can press a kiss to the back of his hand.
"I met Deimos down at the Underwater City," he declares. "And I have, as the kids say, tea to share."
"Hey, I was clothed," he objects, waving a hand to the discarded (and soaking wet) pants he'd been wearing down at the Spiral Marketplace. "But there's nothing like drying off with nothing in the way, no?" Sweetly, but firmly, his hand snatches out to grasp Remi's wandering fingers, raising them so he can press a kiss to the back of his hand.
"I met Deimos down at the Underwater City," he declares. "And I have, as the kids say, tea to share."
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