REMI
all the things we said when we were younger
Remi’s laugh is a quiet thing, low and warm in his throat as he tips his head back just slightly to catch a glimpse of Ronin’s smug expression. It has something deep inside growing shivery with delight even as he rolls his eyes in feigned admonishment.
"What I am saying, is that I have heard girls like getting flowers and since Isla just happens to be my closest friend who is a girl, I thought perhaps she would like the flower we found since we have no use for it," he says dutifully if not a touch sarcastically; the solemnity in his voice utterly ruined by the glint in his eyes and the way he shifts back just enough to nudge his ass pointedly against Ronin’s hips. "There, does that satisfy?"
With a grumble Remi reluctantly pulls himself forward and away, just enough to escape his husband's body so that he can turn. Looping his arms over the Knight's shoulders, he draws him in for a proper kiss: one that doesn't seek to tease or bruise or communicate anything more than simple and endless affection.
"What I am saying, is that I have heard girls like getting flowers and since Isla just happens to be my closest friend who is a girl, I thought perhaps she would like the flower we found since we have no use for it," he says dutifully if not a touch sarcastically; the solemnity in his voice utterly ruined by the glint in his eyes and the way he shifts back just enough to nudge his ass pointedly against Ronin’s hips. "There, does that satisfy?"
With a grumble Remi reluctantly pulls himself forward and away, just enough to escape his husband's body so that he can turn. Looping his arms over the Knight's shoulders, he draws him in for a proper kiss: one that doesn't seek to tease or bruise or communicate anything more than simple and endless affection.
did it bend or did I break?
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.
