i cut the ties and i jumped the tracks, for never to return
Feeling Ronin dissolve and arch in his grasp brought a bubble of laughter to Remi's throat. It was a strange sensation to walk the line between fiery pleasure of well and truly fucking someone, and the bright bliss of feeling just how much you loved them, but the alchemist let himself waver unapologetically on it.
Holding Ronin tight for a moment, the alchemist let the vines entirely fall away as he tried to pivot Ronin in his arms. With a shaky and breathless smile Remi's wings lowered slightly to let a partially mist of water through, before intertwining his fingers with Ronin's and leaning forward to capture his husband's lips. "That was what?" The alchemist chuckled against the king's lips, pulling back only enough so that his partner could see his playfully raised brows.
As in many things of late, stamina-wise the alchemist still had the Fallen Star beat. To be fair, that had more to do with the decades of loneliness Remi had experienced in Northaven, having become quite good at taking care of his own needs so that they didn't get out of control. With Ronin a blighted mad-woods-king, he'd fallen into old habits; especially before visiting his husband in prison, where sexual tension was the last thing he thought he should be bringing with him.
Holding Ronin tight for a moment, the alchemist let the vines entirely fall away as he tried to pivot Ronin in his arms. With a shaky and breathless smile Remi's wings lowered slightly to let a partially mist of water through, before intertwining his fingers with Ronin's and leaning forward to capture his husband's lips. "That was what?" The alchemist chuckled against the king's lips, pulling back only enough so that his partner could see his playfully raised brows.
As in many things of late, stamina-wise the alchemist still had the Fallen Star beat. To be fair, that had more to do with the decades of loneliness Remi had experienced in Northaven, having become quite good at taking care of his own needs so that they didn't get out of control. With Ronin a blighted mad-woods-king, he'd fallen into old habits; especially before visiting his husband in prison, where sexual tension was the last thing he thought he should be bringing with him.
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.
