gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
"No, I'm not," Ronin agrees, frowning over his shoulder as his view of the beach is blocked by the fan of warm, tawny wings; he turns back away from it with a reluctance that only fades once he feels Remi's lips against his shoulder. "I feel like Flora would have just sent us a letter if that was the case. Or maybe just set the boat on fire given how she feels about us lately," he says with a weary sigh; luckily - as will be the case for the entire season - he's soon distracted by his husband.
"Well, we'll light a candle and burn some sage. Just in case," he decides, already ushering Remi back into the houseboat while simultaneously trying to squeeze his ass and take a sip of the too-hot coffee. The result, naturally, is that he only half-manages all of the tasks, relying on his husband to pick up the slack. "Then we're going back to bed." It isn't a question.
"Well, we'll light a candle and burn some sage. Just in case," he decides, already ushering Remi back into the houseboat while simultaneously trying to squeeze his ass and take a sip of the too-hot coffee. The result, naturally, is that he only half-manages all of the tasks, relying on his husband to pick up the slack. "Then we're going back to bed." It isn't a question.
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
