arms give away your need
Ronin’s eyes crinkle with his smile, his fingers running carefully through his husband’s curls, enjoying the way they spring and bounce back into place. ”Any kind we like. I imagine there would be some pianist, or someone with a violin. I’m sure I could persuade them into playing your favourite songs.” He gasps softly, as if scandalised by the way Remi insists on undressing him, kissing the corner of his mouth and letting his hands drop down onto his shoulders.
”I would be successful insofar that the tablecloth would be off,” he murmurs, nose brushing over the scruff on Remi’s cheek. ”But otherwise I suppose not.” Drawing back he lets his eyes wander over Remi, wanting to drink in every part of him. ”Oh, almost certainly,” he says, his words nearly a purr. ”Why, do you have any other preference?”
”I would be successful insofar that the tablecloth would be off,” he murmurs, nose brushing over the scruff on Remi’s cheek. ”But otherwise I suppose not.” Drawing back he lets his eyes wander over Remi, wanting to drink in every part of him. ”Oh, almost certainly,” he says, his words nearly a purr. ”Why, do you have any other preference?”
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
