arms give away your need
”No, it’s definitely harder.” Ronin’s joke is whispered against his husband’s shoulder, though there’s a smile in the words and as his hips continue to rock a steady rhythm, his hands splay out into feathers and wings, eager for their touch. Still, if anything this gentle pace makes it even more difficult to hold out, and the entire room will seem to warble and flicker with the Star’s intake of breath. ”Gods, I love you,” he moans, his legs tightening around Remi’s waist.
The friction against his arousal is practically enough to get him there already, and he puts it down to the dream - without physical limitations to hold him down, Ronin’s mind is free to spiral out into pure feeling and emotion. And as is already very clear, he’s helpless in Remi’s grip. ”Enough. Just fuck me.” They’ve romanced enough for a thousand years, and that should work out just fine for their plans.
The friction against his arousal is practically enough to get him there already, and he puts it down to the dream - without physical limitations to hold him down, Ronin’s mind is free to spiral out into pure feeling and emotion. And as is already very clear, he’s helpless in Remi’s grip. ”Enough. Just fuck me.” They’ve romanced enough for a thousand years, and that should work out just fine for their plans.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
