stand out, fit in

The chemicals are strong, that's the point of them after all. But as she parts and the deadly elixir coursing through his veins is stifled, the hedonistic need for sexual satisfaction begins to wain. Softly the alchemist's eyes flutter open, his lips parted in a silent O as his breath continues to race and his chest to rise and fall with his pounding heart. Indeed there is a sudden bulkiness in his pants as he awkwardly swallows, suddenly noticing the coppery-rouge on Rexanna's lips as she leans in and moves to face him. Cheeks flushed with the blood that hasn't meandered south, he looks down with a dreamy stare at where her hand covers his. In his mind's eye Remi sees Ronin, the strong jaw and startling blue eyes. It both helps and hurts in that moment, shifting his desire to a more appropriate target, but that only succeeds in fanning the flames. Sipping a breath of air, the alchemist's gaze meets the Penumbra's. Her eyes are nearly the same blue, but so much softer. Her features elegant and beautiful, whereas Ronin's are strong and roguish. It helps, these differences, as much as the receding tide of her bite. Closing his eyes, his fingers twitch slightly in her grasp. "Did you.." He whispers. "..is it enough?" REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times