Now the ashes of tomorrow sing your sad song
"Have I told you lately that you are the most thoughtful man I have ever met?" Remi hums, letting his lips wander from Ronin's neck to his shoulder in a trail of slow, languid kisses. He doesn’t bother opening his eyes, doesn’t bother standing any straighter or letting go of the blanket cocoon he’s created around them both. If anything, he melts further against his husband, like a sun-warmed cat finding the perfect patch of light.
"Mm, it isn't so bad, but..." Remi murmurs, voice low and still rough with sleep. Where once the Bastion had complained that the world of Dreaming was never real, now he felt similarly that mere imagination couldn't strike close enough to the tapestries the pair had once been able to weave together. "..the night we spent beside the frozen lake, with a thousand stars from Northaven and here glistening above?" He sighs softly; the fact that he'd been able to mercilessly fuck the Knight against a snowbank without risk of either of them succumbing to the cold hadn't hurt either. "I don't think we could have that unless we went all the way out to Halo, and.." Gods, given the way the last two times he'd been there had ended, Remi wasn't in a hurry to venture west unless he absolutely had to.
As the coffee is placed within reach, Remi lets out an appreciative sound but makes no move to take it yet. Instead, his fingers trace aimless patterns along Ronin’s back, his head tilting to rest against the Knight’s chest. "Don't say that. Every time we let our guard down I swear a raven immediately finds us to warn of some new threat," he says softly, lifting his gaze to meet his husband's before affectionately rolling his eyes.
"Mm, it isn't so bad, but..." Remi murmurs, voice low and still rough with sleep. Where once the Bastion had complained that the world of Dreaming was never real, now he felt similarly that mere imagination couldn't strike close enough to the tapestries the pair had once been able to weave together. "..the night we spent beside the frozen lake, with a thousand stars from Northaven and here glistening above?" He sighs softly; the fact that he'd been able to mercilessly fuck the Knight against a snowbank without risk of either of them succumbing to the cold hadn't hurt either. "I don't think we could have that unless we went all the way out to Halo, and.." Gods, given the way the last two times he'd been there had ended, Remi wasn't in a hurry to venture west unless he absolutely had to.
As the coffee is placed within reach, Remi lets out an appreciative sound but makes no move to take it yet. Instead, his fingers trace aimless patterns along Ronin’s back, his head tilting to rest against the Knight’s chest. "Don't say that. Every time we let our guard down I swear a raven immediately finds us to warn of some new threat," he says softly, lifting his gaze to meet his husband's before affectionately rolling his eyes.
the lullaby
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.
