gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
"A candlelit dinner in a graveyard is the most tame thing you've suggested so far," Ronin points out, smirking the words against his husband's chest as he drops to one knee to continue his extensive search for injuries, however small or minor they might be.
"And if that's what you want, who am I to say no? Arguably there'll be less people around to get on my nerves in a graveyard." Huffing out a laugh against the jut of Remi's hip, he sits back and reaches for the Bastion's hand so he can check each and every digit for grievous wounds.
"Though I could always fight a ghost if one tries to flirt with you," he reasons, sounding entirely too serious about that particular quip, but he soon silences himself by pressing kisses to each of the pads of Remi's fingertips.
And if he pays very dilligent attention to his index finger to the point where his tongue curls briefly around it? That's called being meticulous, Remi.
"And if that's what you want, who am I to say no? Arguably there'll be less people around to get on my nerves in a graveyard." Huffing out a laugh against the jut of Remi's hip, he sits back and reaches for the Bastion's hand so he can check each and every digit for grievous wounds.
"Though I could always fight a ghost if one tries to flirt with you," he reasons, sounding entirely too serious about that particular quip, but he soon silences himself by pressing kisses to each of the pads of Remi's fingertips.
And if he pays very dilligent attention to his index finger to the point where his tongue curls briefly around it? That's called being meticulous, Remi.
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
