RONIN
the white knight
"I'm so pleased that we're in agreement," Ronin says with a smile curling across his lips, doing his best not to simply melt into the press of his husband's hands when he's trying to be the teasing and dominant one. As for wearing said bikini - fictional or otherwise - should it happen to appear, the Knight raises his eyebrows. "Are you saying I wouldn't look good in it, or are you saying I would look too good in it?" he wonders, all but kissing Remi with each brush of his lips.
And as the Bastion does teasingly close the distance between them, it will absolutely serve as Ronin's undoing. "I am done doing anything except you," he assures him, leaning in a second time for a real kiss at last, hungry and slow and everything he's been craving since the moment his husband had cured him of the void infection. Drawing Remi closer even as he surges forward to pin him further against the side of the hotsprings, Ronin is unashamedly greedy for the other man's touch - even more so if it lets them forget about the lily a few feet away.
And as the Bastion does teasingly close the distance between them, it will absolutely serve as Ronin's undoing. "I am done doing anything except you," he assures him, leaning in a second time for a real kiss at last, hungry and slow and everything he's been craving since the moment his husband had cured him of the void infection. Drawing Remi closer even as he surges forward to pin him further against the side of the hotsprings, Ronin is unashamedly greedy for the other man's touch - even more so if it lets them forget about the lily a few feet away.
