seeing stars

i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks, for never to return

Remi grinned at the sound of the door clicking. Though they were alone in the house, it seemed much more intimate to now be fully sequestered away in their room.

Ronin would find Remi's jaw flexing beneath his kisses, his neck and shoulders tense beneath the soft fabric he'd used to create his suit. No magic, he had to remind himself, over and over, the mantra becoming nearly meditative he repeated it so forcefully if only to keep himself from shredding the garment entirely. Whatever focus Remi had achieved however was entirely undone as his frustratingly encased erection was tantalizingly squeezed. Hissing between clenched teeth, the alchemist shook his head, grinning through mounting sexual exasperation.

"You know...maybe it does not even need to come off." Remi quipped with a playfully defeated sigh. Leaning back if only to place his hands squarely on his lover's shoulders, the alchemist pushed him back, using his telekinesis to ensure the ex-captain fell neatly in the center of the bed. "I only really need the bottom half, after all." He mused, the words a filthy lie. Hands roaming up Ronin's sides as the alchemist positioned himself astride his husband, he'd try to capture the guildmaster's wrists, and should his magic prove swift enough, to bind them together above his head.