i'd bring you further roses
With a stare almost naive in its boyish hesitation, Remi held a breath as his friend's eyes roamed over his body. His fear wasn't that Ianto wouldn't be attracted to him, nothing that base or simple, but that Remi would be too changed by the world. That whatever it was the fox had seen in him the first go around would have been beaten out of him by the strange set of circumstances Remi continually found himself in.
Shivering unabashedly as Ianto's fingertips trailed across the scars as much out of sensory pleasure as unrest, Remi looked down at the ringed-fingers that danced across his skin. "That sounds like it could be a threat as much as a promise." Remi said, a smile spreading wryly across his lips, his free hand moving to cover Ianto's and intertwine his fingers therein above his marred skin.
"Together, then?" He asked, the hand beneath Ianto's shirt sliding towards his lower back as the alchemist re-took the distance between them.
Shivering unabashedly as Ianto's fingertips trailed across the scars as much out of sensory pleasure as unrest, Remi looked down at the ringed-fingers that danced across his skin. "That sounds like it could be a threat as much as a promise." Remi said, a smile spreading wryly across his lips, his free hand moving to cover Ianto's and intertwine his fingers therein above his marred skin.
"Together, then?" He asked, the hand beneath Ianto's shirt sliding towards his lower back as the alchemist re-took the distance between them.
but it does you no good
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.
