I will fight the end
"I'm yours to have," Ronin mumbles against Remi's lips, before closing the distance between them again properly with teeth and tongue and soft lips. His kisses are hungry, certainly, but they lack the desperation of a man trying to bury hurt with pleasure or to silence difficult conversations with moans and sighs. "And you'll never find yourself unwanted around me," he promises Remi, leaving one hand very comfortably on his ass while the other meanders slowly up the length of his back.
Fingers slip into the back of damp curls, the Star giving them a playful tug for no other reason than to force them to part from each other at least for a second or two. "I want you so much, I'm worried that I won't care why we're doing this," he admits, his cheeks flushed and blue eyes bright with lust. "And I don't want us to do this because you were upset and this will make it better."
Fingers slip into the back of damp curls, the Star giving them a playful tug for no other reason than to force them to part from each other at least for a second or two. "I want you so much, I'm worried that I won't care why we're doing this," he admits, his cheeks flushed and blue eyes bright with lust. "And I don't want us to do this because you were upset and this will make it better."
'til the end is here
