if you need to, darling, lean your weight to me
If Remi's muscles begin to burn or shiver or flinch he isn't conscious of it, so narrow and small has his awareness become. Where before there had clearly been steam and tiles, saltwater and two bodies with him in the shower, now there was only a golden tether that stretched right through him, binding him in the midst of what was an impossible situation that nevertheless was. Ro— He begins to think before everything suddenly tastes of salt and then copper, and then starlight.
As pleasure crackles through the Knight, Remi finds himself impossibly sandwiched between walls of golden arousal that close in around him with only the strangled sound of his name serving as a warning. Like being caught between two competing currents, Remi submits himself entirely to the push and pull of his husband's hips, and gods if that wasn't enough to be his undoing, the feeling of Ronin cuming inside of him as well as in his hand surely was.
Feeling his own orgasm snapping at the heels of Ronin's, Remi's knees don't threaten to buckle quite as strongly though his fingertips will leave a line of bruises across his husband's chest like so much smeared paint. Crying out loudly against the Knight's skin and clenching his eyes tightly closed, Remi's hips buck upwards for a final time as his orgasm reaches its pinnacle and he finds himself in a weightless freefall.
As pleasure crackles through the Knight, Remi finds himself impossibly sandwiched between walls of golden arousal that close in around him with only the strangled sound of his name serving as a warning. Like being caught between two competing currents, Remi submits himself entirely to the push and pull of his husband's hips, and gods if that wasn't enough to be his undoing, the feeling of Ronin cuming inside of him as well as in his hand surely was.
Feeling his own orgasm snapping at the heels of Ronin's, Remi's knees don't threaten to buckle quite as strongly though his fingertips will leave a line of bruises across his husband's chest like so much smeared paint. Crying out loudly against the Knight's skin and clenching his eyes tightly closed, Remi's hips buck upwards for a final time as his orgasm reaches its pinnacle and he finds himself in a weightless freefall.
we'll float away
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.
