REMI
"Among other things." Remi mumbles. His fingers tighten softly around his husband when he feels the Star shifting, but he says nothing. If Remi were a better man perhaps, he could leave Ronin to his own decisions. Could have some autonomy. But he wasn't, and so he couldn't.
"That," Remi nibbles against Ronin's neck, kissing his way up to his husband's ear before abruptly sticking his tongue inside, "Sounds perfect." Trying to flail away before the inevitable retaliation, the Alchemist grins sunnily at Ronin, already feeling much of the weight he'd brought home with him lifted from his shoulders.
Sneaking upstairs—the pair having got remarkably good at this, given how often they were forced to do it in their own home—Remi strips himself of the majority of his clothing to compensate for the heat, before quite literally flopping down sideways onto their bed. "I called her pathological." Remi says into the bedsheets, his shoulders rising and falling with the loud huff he directs down into the bed.
"That," Remi nibbles against Ronin's neck, kissing his way up to his husband's ear before abruptly sticking his tongue inside, "Sounds perfect." Trying to flail away before the inevitable retaliation, the Alchemist grins sunnily at Ronin, already feeling much of the weight he'd brought home with him lifted from his shoulders.
Sneaking upstairs—the pair having got remarkably good at this, given how often they were forced to do it in their own home—Remi strips himself of the majority of his clothing to compensate for the heat, before quite literally flopping down sideways onto their bed. "I called her pathological." Remi says into the bedsheets, his shoulders rising and falling with the loud huff he directs down into the bed.
back when i was living for the hope of it all
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
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.
