moments in the woods

the tightrope that i'm walking just sways and ties,
the devil as he's talking with those angel's eyes

It's a strange thing, this dynamic. Remi is far the stronger of the two, at least in this. Finn can make demands all he wants but if the Alchemist chose to push (or worse, to dig) the Spyglass would be helpless to stop him. It's like a knife which is newly sharpened, pressed against the plump flesh of an inner thigh. It would only take a whisper to break the skin. That is not to say Finn can't have the upper hand if he wants it. This dance only works with the both of them, and the threat of leaving is bright and clear. That it might not even be a threat is something Remi feels keenly, and so immediately he obeys.

With a deep inhale he is back in his own body. Leaning against the tree, his eyes are locked on Finn where he is on the forest floor. Intimate moments though the two have shared, this was an invasion and they both know it. Remi's cheeks flush with shame and hunger, his fingers digging into the soil around him. "I"m sorry." He says in a rushed voice, but sorry for what? I wanted you before you were ready, so helped myself behind the curtain before you allowed it. His eyes seem to want to hold Finn in place, reaching out for him in a way he knows his hands absolutely cannot.

THE ALCHEMIST

but i just want to be there when the lightning strikes
& the saints go marching in