REMI
the bastion
Darling, you never could scare me
Set me ablaze like you do
Set me ablaze like you do
Remi smirks, heat climbing his spine in molten pulses, and he shakes his head. "And I never will," he murmurs, voice rough with affection and desire both.
Honestly, it was Ronin's fault for bothering with something that had buttons, knowing what it was they were going to get up. The Bastion doesn’t bother trying to finish the job for him; he claims his mouth instead, kissing Ronin deeply, hungrily, until his lungs ache and his fingers find their mark. As his hands drop to Ronin’s belt, the press of a second body behind him draws out a low, shaky moan that slips past his teeth before he can catch it. The sensation of being surrounded—caged—by his husband in stereo sends a fresh flare of want through him, rising hot from his core and tightening everything in its path.
He breaks from the kiss only just enough to speak, eyes blown wide and wild with hunger. "As much of you as I can have," he says, greedy and breathless, his hips rolling back into the twin behind him even as he yanks Ronin forward by the waistline, grinding against him with a teasing, desperate rhythm that betrays just how ragged his desire to delay has become. "All of you," he hisses, voice thick with arousal, "right fucking now. Have me."
Honestly, it was Ronin's fault for bothering with something that had buttons, knowing what it was they were going to get up. The Bastion doesn’t bother trying to finish the job for him; he claims his mouth instead, kissing Ronin deeply, hungrily, until his lungs ache and his fingers find their mark. As his hands drop to Ronin’s belt, the press of a second body behind him draws out a low, shaky moan that slips past his teeth before he can catch it. The sensation of being surrounded—caged—by his husband in stereo sends a fresh flare of want through him, rising hot from his core and tightening everything in its path.
He breaks from the kiss only just enough to speak, eyes blown wide and wild with hunger. "As much of you as I can have," he says, greedy and breathless, his hips rolling back into the twin behind him even as he yanks Ronin forward by the waistline, grinding against him with a teasing, desperate rhythm that betrays just how ragged his desire to delay has become. "All of you," he hisses, voice thick with arousal, "right fucking now. Have me."
I'd walk over coals in my bare feet
If that gets me closer to you
If that gets me closer to you
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
