we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"For once I'm not inclined to insist you repeat yourself," Ronin says as Remi confirms that he's right; if anything, he'd have liked to have been wrong in this instance, would like to have the thought of growing their family be met with instant excitement and affection. Alas, that isn't how things have worked out, and it's proof enough, he supposes, that they're doing it right this time by testing the waters before diving right in.
"Do you think they'll feel pressured to vote one way or the other if we announce it at a dinner?" he asks with a wince, closing his eyes to fully enjoy the steady warmth of his husband's body still pressed against his own, the lips teasing kisses to the corner of his mouth. "I suppose I was thinking about a more private conversation with each of them, but if you think it would work...?" Without Kaisel for sure, but perhaps it wouldn't be as bad as the potentials he's envisioning.
"Do you think they'll feel pressured to vote one way or the other if we announce it at a dinner?" he asks with a wince, closing his eyes to fully enjoy the steady warmth of his husband's body still pressed against his own, the lips teasing kisses to the corner of his mouth. "I suppose I was thinking about a more private conversation with each of them, but if you think it would work...?" Without Kaisel for sure, but perhaps it wouldn't be as bad as the potentials he's envisioning.
THE WHITE KNIGHT
and continue fighting
