arms give away your need
"You didn't? I'm not sure I believe that, husband, not after all this time." Ronin - and Remi, for that matter - have spent a great deal of time emphasising the size of their respective D's, after all. And admiring them, as befits the largesse of such a letter. "I find having a boundary or two left creates some semblance of mystique in a marriage. We wouldn't want things to get stale, would we?" Watching the Bastion as he goes about sandwich assembly, and probably being a little bit of a nuisance at the same time, Ronin does soften a little to hear the expression of patience given with the sort of grace that leaves him breathless.
Pressing a kiss to Remi's cheek in lieu of further needless thanks, Ronin peels himself away rather than munching on his sandwich directly in his husband's ear (there's that mystique in action), leaning on the counter and watching with unabashed interest as he goes about the fine art of heating soup. And, for the first time since the middle of Longnight, perhaps, the Knight finishes the meal set before him. How could he not, when it has been prepared by such loving hands?
~FIN
Pressing a kiss to Remi's cheek in lieu of further needless thanks, Ronin peels himself away rather than munching on his sandwich directly in his husband's ear (there's that mystique in action), leaning on the counter and watching with unabashed interest as he goes about the fine art of heating soup. And, for the first time since the middle of Longnight, perhaps, the Knight finishes the meal set before him. How could he not, when it has been prepared by such loving hands?
~FIN
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
