I will fight the end
In that moment the sound of his name falling in fits and starts from Remi's lips might as well have cured the blight, for Ronin felt as though he could take on anything. Groaning against the swell of the alchemist's aching length, his eyes slipped shut as fingers tangled in his hair and hips thrust forward into his hand and mouth both. His ministrations didn't let up, of course, stroking and licking and squeezing their wicked rhythm, and it was only as Remi suddenly drew back that Ronin paused for breath, panting up at his husband with dazed confusion. "Hm...?"
Then he was urged onto his feet, the rain of warm water showering them anew, and his mouth found Remi's with no small hint of enthusiasm. His hand still captured the alchemist's cock, pumping it up and down with increasing speed, even as his tongue flicked a slow and passionate dance that spoke of love as much as lust.
Then he was urged onto his feet, the rain of warm water showering them anew, and his mouth found Remi's with no small hint of enthusiasm. His hand still captured the alchemist's cock, pumping it up and down with increasing speed, even as his tongue flicked a slow and passionate dance that spoke of love as much as lust.
'til the end is here
