On this winter's night with you

Remi smiled a bit sadly, his shoulders shrugging. "I had a friend once...one of my very best friends actually, who made wine. She would probably say this is terrible." The alchemist's laugh was said and cold sounding as he swallowed. "She came here as well but .. I ... I think she is gone now too." Running a hand wearily across his eyes, Remi could only sigh. Glancing towards Sam as he elaborated, Remi nodded. "Now that you can taste..there are sweet white wines. Ice wines even or...you could always close your eyes, I suppose." He said with a small laugh, that trailed into something crooked and with a flare of heat as Sam admitted that he liked the taste. It wasn't surprising to hear, but Remi couldn't deny the flicker of lust that it sparked inside of him to hear Sam say it. Shivering slightly as Sam kissed the marks on his neck, Remi gently wrapped an arm around his waist. Turning his head, Remi pressed his lips against Sam's forehead, pulling him close. "Not strange." He replied, with an easy shrug. "Just different." With a sigh, the alchemist looked at the wine bottle in his hands. Pulling off the cork, he took a long and slow drink, feeling the liquid sliding down his throat. "No...I suppose it does not matter now. " Remi replied, exhaling a small puff of unhappy air from his nose. "I'm sorry Sam." He said, ruffling his hands through his hair distractedly and trying to prop up his cheeks with a smile. "I knew LongNight was dangerous. I just...I did not expect that." R E M I I followed your ashes into outer space