[SE] sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth

babylon lovers hanging lifetimes on a vine

Wrapping his arms tightly around his husband with the sort of fierceness that would have broken the bones of a lesser man, Remi clutches the Knight close as his heart still hammers wildly in his chest. "Gods I love you so much," he manages after a moment, hiccuping in a breath, his words hardly more than a whisper. The sensation that he was going to burst hadn't faded with the force of his orgasm, though it had diminished somewhat. What remained was like hard-packed snow, frozen over time and time again until it was perfectly uniform and utterly unthawable. That was what his love for Ronin was like: something hard and unyielding, beautiful but deadly for anyone else, and much as Remi yearned to give each and every piece of himself to the Knight, his love for the other man would always remain lodged in his chest.

"Gods Ronin, I can't.." Something like grief clawed at the back of the Bastion's throat, but it wasn't sadness which motivated the emotion, but the worry that Ronin would never know just how truly he was loved. "..you're everything to me." Anyone listening in might have thought Remi was apologizing for some serious wrongdoing given the way tears continued to track down his cheeks and how his voice had been made rough not just by the strain he'd put on his vocal cords as Ronin made him cum, but by emotion as well.

"You know that, don't you?"

it felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleeding