stand out, fit in

It is strange indeed to be made to want something that you don't. For all of his encounters with women, Remi has remained firmly gay the entire duration. Unlike his husband who is seemingly content with either gender, the alchemist's preferences have not changed. Even so, with Rex's teeth deep against his wrist he wanted her just as much as any man. Now though, in the moments bleeding after, the feeling was like a cold shadow. As she leans in, Remi tilts his head towards her. With a smile half-smile, the alchemist nods as he uses his now-freed hand to adjust the position of his pants as casually as he can. Though, likely they are far past that now and as much as Remi doesn't necessarily want to draw attention to it, surely it isn't as though Rex is ignorant of the effect she has had on him. "No, I am fine. It is just.." With a boyish shrug, the alchemist merely shakes his head as he ruffles a hand through his curls. "..well. You know what it is like." He concludes, clearing his throat b bashfully. REMI Traded my soul to free my mind, "can I go back to being blind?" I ask myself one too many times