Ronin Taliesin
but they haven't seen the best of me
"House with a trampoline," Ronin drawled, tilting his head at the alchemist. "I'm going to veto that one. You can decide on the others in the morning." When not quite as tipsy. Snorting at the other man's dig, he could only gaze at Remi knowingly. "And how long did it take to pluck up the courage to ask me, pray tell?" he asked, a shit eating grin on his face in return.
Winding his arms around his husband as he drew close, Ronin laughed and let his fingers dance in slow patterns along Remi's lower back. "As long as you don't get the blight, you can outlast my reign as long as you like," he said. "As for the rest... you're drunk. So I think I'll win."
Winding his arms around his husband as he drew close, Ronin laughed and let his fingers dance in slow patterns along Remi's lower back. "As long as you don't get the blight, you can outlast my reign as long as you like," he said. "As for the rest... you're drunk. So I think I'll win."
