gladiator, picked a fight with the gods, i'm a giant slayer
The answer is given, and Ronin smiles against his husband’s skin. ”Then I’ll help you get that help however I can,” he murmurs to him. How that might be he doesn’t know - but if it’s what Remi is trying to achieve, then Ronin is in. Where you go, I go.
The hand whispering across his forehead brings his attention up, letting him drown in a sea of green, lost in the brightest sort of smile that he knows and loves best. It’s contagious, even as their lips meet in a gentle kiss, and Ronin’s eyes flutter shut to enjoy it all the more. ”Good,” he mumbles into the kiss, voice quiet and content, heavy with affection.
”It’ll sort itself out. Whatever’s happening, with gods and our friends and whatever the fuck people are thinking, we’ll weather it. So give me more of those smiles when you can, okay?” With a soft laugh, Ronin kisses the corner of Remi’s lips.
The hand whispering across his forehead brings his attention up, letting him drown in a sea of green, lost in the brightest sort of smile that he knows and loves best. It’s contagious, even as their lips meet in a gentle kiss, and Ronin’s eyes flutter shut to enjoy it all the more. ”Good,” he mumbles into the kiss, voice quiet and content, heavy with affection.
”It’ll sort itself out. Whatever’s happening, with gods and our friends and whatever the fuck people are thinking, we’ll weather it. So give me more of those smiles when you can, okay?” With a soft laugh, Ronin kisses the corner of Remi’s lips.
bone shaker, dominator, freight train, wreckin' ball, i'm the gladiator
RONIN
