RONIN
the white knight
"You'd better." Ronin grins. If he gets his way, it won't just be their faces on sweaters; he'll get some made for the whole family, and possibly Sugar and Oria as well. Luckily, that kind of cringeworthy mischief is abandoned in lieu of helping Remi into his new coat which, of course, fits like a fucking glove. A mix of pride and shameless attraction ripples through the bond between them, Ronin waiting for the other man to turn to face him so he might chase his hands down the lapels of the coat.
"I absolutely have your measurements memorised," he confesses, a smile slanting across his lips as he bounces his eyebrows towards his husband. "I just really wanted to see you with it on." Leaving his hands pressed lightly against Remi's chest as he's drawn back in against him, the Knight leaning in just enough to brush his lips across his cheek. "You can steal them when you're at home," he says, as if this is a good compromise. "Just not when I'm going to end up looking for them before I go out."
Still, with retribution promised and the space continuing to dwindle between them, he lets out a wicked laugh and leans in further, his lips ghosting across Remi's as he speaks. "Guess what?" he whispers, leaving it a beat or two before peeling himself away again.
"It's dinner time. Come on."
~FIN
"I absolutely have your measurements memorised," he confesses, a smile slanting across his lips as he bounces his eyebrows towards his husband. "I just really wanted to see you with it on." Leaving his hands pressed lightly against Remi's chest as he's drawn back in against him, the Knight leaning in just enough to brush his lips across his cheek. "You can steal them when you're at home," he says, as if this is a good compromise. "Just not when I'm going to end up looking for them before I go out."
Still, with retribution promised and the space continuing to dwindle between them, he lets out a wicked laugh and leans in further, his lips ghosting across Remi's as he speaks. "Guess what?" he whispers, leaving it a beat or two before peeling himself away again.
"It's dinner time. Come on."
~FIN
