[se] two hearts thrown together

Ronin hands were slow and thorough in their explorations; much as he knew his husband, much as he had kissed and caressed what felt like every inch of him, he never tired of it. Their bodies had changed significantly since their first fumbles in the guildhouse, and there was always more to Remi’s story that he wanted to tease out. Really, what the other man was saying should have been a concern, but instead it had a warm smile playing across Ronin’s lips, letting his eyes flutter closed to receive Remi’s affections. ”They never looked like you,” he whispered. ”The monsters. Not once - they never took your face. I don’t know why, but I like to think it’s because I would never have believed it, not until... the end.” When Remi had appeared, when Ronin was already broken. Opening his eyes, his hand pressed to the small of Remi’s back, as if he could somehow get him closer than their already tangled embrace. ”Utterly mad, hm? I believe it.” ronypony it's always nice to make an impression