[SE] sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth

babylon lovers hanging lifetimes on a vine

The sound of lamps falling and books tumbling from shelves is wonderfully muffled by the shield of his husband's wings, not that Remi would be distracted by the sound even if he could hear it properly. For him, the acoustics of the world were reduced down to the tantalizing snap of his husband's hips slamming into his own, and the way the harsh bursts of air from each of their lips seemed to sizzle in the space between their bodies before being muffled by bronze skin.

"Then take more." The Bastion hisses in return, the words sounding like some taunt rather than an invitation. Quite how Ronin was meant to comply not even Remi really knew, only that however his husband wanted his needs fulfilled the Bastion was happy to comply. Not wanting to relinquish the feel of Ronin's body beneath his hands in lieu of attending to his own erection frustratingly teased between their bodies, Remi let the flow of his emotions pour out through his touch, colouring the words he whispered salacious against the shell of his husband's ear. "I wish I could gag you on my cock while you fuck me like this." For all of their abilities Remi didn't think Ronin's duplicate was up to the task, not given how rough the pair were currently want to be, but gods if the idea alone didn't have electricity sizzling out from the base of the Bastion's spine, curling his toes and making his ears ring.

it felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleeding