RONIN
His name from Remi's lips like this is something Ronin will hear whispered in his dreams that night, he's sure of it. Or perhaps he'll be reminded of it while waiting in line at the marketplace, or training in the arena they're going to build, forced to take a break lest the memory drive him to distraction. There's nothing sweeter than the sound of it right now though, and flooded as he is already with every emotion that ripples through his husband, Ronin almost has no choice but to give the Bastion everything they both want.
Forcing himself to relax, he takes Remi deeper into his mouth with every bob of his head, hands slipping beneath his thighs as if to encourage the reluctant rise of his hips. Don't be polite on my account, Ronin purrs into his husband's mind, his voice simultaneously honey sweet and rough with arousal. It wouldn't be the first time either of them has given in to the throes of pleasure, and they've both confessed to thoroughly enjoying it.
Humming around the hard length of his cock, Ronin draws back just enough to swat at the blankets to drag them down, as if unable to continue without seeing the pleasure on the other man's face.
Forcing himself to relax, he takes Remi deeper into his mouth with every bob of his head, hands slipping beneath his thighs as if to encourage the reluctant rise of his hips. Don't be polite on my account, Ronin purrs into his husband's mind, his voice simultaneously honey sweet and rough with arousal. It wouldn't be the first time either of them has given in to the throes of pleasure, and they've both confessed to thoroughly enjoying it.
Humming around the hard length of his cock, Ronin draws back just enough to swat at the blankets to drag them down, as if unable to continue without seeing the pleasure on the other man's face.
soft spoken with a broken jaw
we step outside, but not to brawl
we step outside, but not to brawl
