See true, see far

i have been quietly standing in the shade

Ironically it would seem, Ronin wasn't the only one whose scars had been healed by Safrin. The ones which Remi had endured at the claws of a deranged bear that the goddess had healed him of were gone, leaving only the self-imposed scratches down his ribs from his disastrous first night as a lion.

Remi rolled his eyes at the teasing, both hating and not-minding the way he could feel himself growing taunt beneath Ronin's not-quite-enough ministrations thus far. Indeed his gasp of delight was wrought with an undercurrent of need as Ronin's fingers clasped too briefly around the constrained length of him before going to work on the buttons.

When at last he was exposed and no longer uncomfortably bent by his clothing, Ronin's touch against his quivering flesh nearly sent his mind into sensory overdrive. Moaning a garbled sound that might have been the beginnings of Ronin's name, Remi let his shoulders round down to the floor as he exhaled a shuttery breath, trying to force himself to relax despite how his hips and stomach wanted to clench around the pressure building low in the base of his spine.

watch the sky breaking on the promise that we made

Coding base by Sky!