[SE] show me what it's like

Now the ashes of tomorrow sing your sad song

The stretch and burn as Ronin drives into him isn’t unexpected, but gods, it still steals the breath from Remi’s lungs. He groans aloud, a sound made of pleasure and need, hips arching back into the brutal press of his husband’s body with a shudder that rolls all the way down his spine. "Fuck," he hisses, his voice breaking as his hands claw into the stone beneath, fingers curled into talons to brace himself better, to take Ronin the way they both want. He meets every thrust with a snarl of his own, sharp and primal, his entire body alive with fire.

His wings flare wide behind him, a shimmering display of golden membrane and tension as if they too are caught in the rhythm, hungry to feel all of him being claimed. "Gods, I love you like this," Remi gasps, head tipped back just enough to let his voice carry. There’s a wildness in him now, stoked by Ronin’s snarl, the grip bruising deep into his hips. "Harder," he growls, his voice dark and thick with lust. "Fuck you, harder."

the bastion

Styling stolen from Sky (obviously)