Secret Keeper

Reaching up for a jar above the counter, Remi produced various herbs that he added to the pot. It was a mixture that he quite liked lately: pepperment, some snowbark, some honey, and some white flowers that resembled honeysuckle but weren't quite as sweet. Mixing everything together, Remi turned back around to regard Phoebe with a gentle silence as she considered her words. At the words passionate sex Remi's eyelashes fluttered and coral coloured his cheeks as his lips fell open slightly. With Rexanna the request from Frey had seemed...if not appropriate, at least not out of the realm of possibility. But Phoebe? Especially after what had happened at the temple? Swallowing down his rising feelings of upset and disapproval at Frey's way of doing tings, Phoebe's unnecessary qualification issued a boyish chuckle from the kindly alchemist as he nodded his head with understanding. "It did not sound like that." He offered smoothly, reaching out a hand to try and pull hers from her face. It wasn't as if Remi hadn't been with a woman before—as it was currently he'd still slept with more women than he had men—but unlike most men he'd found, he could easily speak with a woman about sex without immediately thinking of himself in the context of the conversation. That she'd never even been kissed made Remi's dimples deepen slightly. It was an adorable fact about her that made the alchemist just want to wrap his arms around her. Instead, he offered her an affectionate smile before turning around to pour them both a cup of tea. Gently he regarded her for a moment, his eyes softly scanning her youthful face before he sighed. "Well I would not worry about having never been kissed. I am sure men would line up for the chance." He chuckled gently. "As for what Frey has asked of you ... are you...bound to do this? Will something happen if you do not?" REMI So come on, get higher, loosen my lips, faith and desire and the swing of your hips Just pull me down hard and drown me in love