i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks, for never to return
"More surprises?" Remi hummed, making every attempt to amp up the level of incredulity lacing his words. "Far be it from me to insult you on our wedding night, but honestly, so long as you aren't chaffing under there, I will be quite pleased with what I normally find." The alchemist grinned back.
Ronin would feel the hardened pressure of claws against his bound-palms as animal instinct took over Remi's mind for a moment as their hips pressed together. Hissing out a breath that he didn't make any attempt to hide, Remi, having never even heard the word yoga, experienced what was probably the most pleasurable upward-facing dog that ever there was.
"Indeed." Remi agreed wickedly, placing his forearm next to Ronin's head to lean down and ravenously kiss away the ex-captain's smile. With his free hand—no magic, no magic, no magic—he continued the infuriating quest of buckles and clasps. After what felt like an eternity, mostly because each time Remi shifted to allow himself access to yet more buckles and knots he gave in—if only momentarily—to the demands of his body, grinding his hips across Ronin's while tugging his teeth against his lover's lower lip.q
"Does shifting count as magic?" Remi asked, only half-jokingly, his cheeks flushed and his breathing becoming shaky with desire as he arched his back to pull away, trying to see where a lion's bite or claw might sever enough leather to remove Ronin's clothing.
Ronin would feel the hardened pressure of claws against his bound-palms as animal instinct took over Remi's mind for a moment as their hips pressed together. Hissing out a breath that he didn't make any attempt to hide, Remi, having never even heard the word yoga, experienced what was probably the most pleasurable upward-facing dog that ever there was.
"Indeed." Remi agreed wickedly, placing his forearm next to Ronin's head to lean down and ravenously kiss away the ex-captain's smile. With his free hand—no magic, no magic, no magic—he continued the infuriating quest of buckles and clasps. After what felt like an eternity, mostly because each time Remi shifted to allow himself access to yet more buckles and knots he gave in—if only momentarily—to the demands of his body, grinding his hips across Ronin's while tugging his teeth against his lover's lower lip.q
"Does shifting count as magic?" Remi asked, only half-jokingly, his cheeks flushed and his breathing becoming shaky with desire as he arched his back to pull away, trying to see where a lion's bite or claw might sever enough leather to remove Ronin's clothing.
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.
