arms give away your need
Ronin has already stripped off, buried under the blankets with his face pressed into a pillow as his husband enters the room. He makes a show of grumbling and wriggling and making it generally difficult for the Lullaby to get into place as little spoon, but it doesn’t take all that much encouragement for him to join in. His arms slip around Remi so he can gather him back against his chest, Ronin’s lips softly drawing a line down from a stubbled cheek to a neck still stained with dry blood.
His husband will feel that his assumptions are entirely correct; a flash of something hot with the memory of what Sam had done, a sour prickle about how he had acted towards Sunjata. And warm, velvet love overriding the rest, the Star letting out a long sigh against Remi’s neck. ”As long as you stay my husband, you can be whatever you like,” he mumbles against his skin, wrapping his arms around him further. ”I love you. I’m glad you’re alright.”
His husband will feel that his assumptions are entirely correct; a flash of something hot with the memory of what Sam had done, a sour prickle about how he had acted towards Sunjata. And warm, velvet love overriding the rest, the Star letting out a long sigh against Remi’s neck. ”As long as you stay my husband, you can be whatever you like,” he mumbles against his skin, wrapping his arms around him further. ”I love you. I’m glad you’re alright.”
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
