RONIN
the white knight
"He says, as if we haven't just fucked ourselves stupid before holding this conversation," Ronin remarks with a sly raise of his eyebrows, as if to remind Remi that his silence is absolutely not the cause of the deep sense of satisfaction curling low in his belly. Trying to chase after the fingers flicking across his jawline with his lips only to get caught in a real kiss instead, the Knight is smiling by the time they part, planting further kisses at the corner of Remi's mouth as if to distract him while he talks.
"Then it's settled," he says of the lily, tugging his husband closer despite their agreement to go back to the hotsprings for another soak in the water. "After we relax perhaps I can tense you up all over a second time," he suggests with a cheeky grin, finally stepping away to reluctantly peek out of the little fissure they've sequestered themselves into. Thankfully his flamingo shorts have not been stolen, and Ronin darts out, wreathed in steam, to hop back into them.
Unable to contain his laughter as he shimmies himself back into a semi-decent state, he tips Remi a wink as he swans back towards their little patch of the hotsprings. "Still as graceful as ever, aren't I?" he boasts.
"Then it's settled," he says of the lily, tugging his husband closer despite their agreement to go back to the hotsprings for another soak in the water. "After we relax perhaps I can tense you up all over a second time," he suggests with a cheeky grin, finally stepping away to reluctantly peek out of the little fissure they've sequestered themselves into. Thankfully his flamingo shorts have not been stolen, and Ronin darts out, wreathed in steam, to hop back into them.
Unable to contain his laughter as he shimmies himself back into a semi-decent state, he tips Remi a wink as he swans back towards their little patch of the hotsprings. "Still as graceful as ever, aren't I?" he boasts.
